Jim Caldwell is an idiot

The Indianapolis Colts used to be my most respected football team. Although I am a "casual" Steelers fan, I would almost enjoy watching the Colts more because of the way they played the game of football. Watching Peyton Manning dissect defenses is a sight to behold. But even more than that, Dungy, Manning, and Co. played with dignity and respect for their teammates, opposing teams, and the game of football. This past Sunday evening, new head coach Jim Caldwell, and supposedly the GM Polian, made the decision to rest the starters for the playoffs instead of going for what no team in the history of the NFL has done before: Go 19-0. This is one of the most boneheaded and disrespectful decisions that I've ever heard of in football. Possibly one of the worst calls of all-time, if only because of what was at stake. I can't stand Bill Belichick because of his miserable attitude (he literally looks like he drinks a glass of misery before every game), but we all know he does what it takes (and than some) to win. Caldwell doesn't know what trying to win even means. He's been riding the coattails of one of the greatest play-calling QB's of all time. This is probably the first time he's even had a significant impact on a game. I don't even know where to begin outlining why the decision was moronic, so let me just go down a list.

- Caldwell pulled Manning in the middle of the 3rd quarter to avoid unnecessary injury before the playoffs, and began pulling other starters before that. Huh? He clearly didn't give a crap about winning the game, so why risk Manning out there in the 1st or 2nd quarter to begin with? If it was to give the starters some playing time, why put them in after the half? Why was Manning playing in the 3rd and 4th quarters of games where the Colts were blowing out other teams earlier in the season? I guess if he was injured in one of those games it would've been ok in the twisted coaching world of Jim Caldwell. Which leads to our next point...

- Manning doesn't get injured! Sure, it could happen and to think otherwise is naive, but to sacrifice a chance at history under the pretense that you are protecting a guy who has played for 12 years and started 191 consecutive games without being injured is absurd. If it was a meaningless game it might make sense, but...

- THE GAME MEANT SOMETHING. It meant something to the players who up to that point had achieved what less than a handful of teams had ever achieved, and had a shot at doing something historic. It meant something to the thousands of Colts fans at the game who payed money to watch if not something historic, at least their team play to win. It meant something to the millions of Colts fans watching on TV or listening on the radio. It meant something to sports fans like me who was watching with the hope of witnessing another historic step (wasted two hours of my life. Thanks Caldwell). It meant something to the '72 Dolphins who are probably still recovering from the hangover from their annual celebration of their record remaining intact. Caldwell took the momentum his team had and gave it a flogging that would've made the Romans wince. I don't ever remember fans of a team as good as the Colts being so angry as they are now. The dejection of the starters on the sideline was painful to observe.

- who won the '94 Superbowl? '84? '73? ok, how about 2001? 1972? Oh, you only know the last one. Weird. It probably has nothing to do with the fact that this was the last team to have a perfect season... Even if the Colts end up winning the SB this season, no one will care three years from now. Teams win Super Bowls every year. Perfection would be something to remember.

- The Colts made a mockery of football. Forget the angry fans, forget the angry players, forget the screwed up logic. Caldwell threw that game. He played to lose, making an embarrassment of the National Football League. Losing teams have been know to do that in order to secure higher draft picks and it is universally frowned upon. Why? To steal from Herm Edwards in one of those awesome Coors Light commercials, "YOU PLAY TO WIN THE GAME." Caldwell put back-up QB Curtis Painter in the worst situation imaginable. He could've been put in any of the Colts blowout wins, but Caldwell decides that humiliating him in front of the home crowd while destroying their shot at history was a better course of action. Oh, and this game had playoff implications for other AFC playoff contenders beside the Jets. Ask the Broncos how they feel about it.

I could go on, but I'm tired of typing. Caldwell spit on history, on the fans, and on his own players who worked to get there. If they end up winning the Super Bowl, whoop-di-doo. No one will care in few years, and I'm sure it will be bitter-sweet for most Colts fans anyway. I'm hoping they don't though. As much as I like Manning, Caldwell and the management don't deserve it. As football people go, they are among the most pitiful.

Top 21 Films of the 00's

It's that time of the decade again. Everyone's top (fill in the blank) lists about (fill in the blank) are flooding everyone's blogs, inboxes, and that twitter thing. I guess a decade ago newspapers and magazines were the main sources of these lists. The internets changed everything. Now we are assaulted with a never-ending barrage of top everything lists we couldn't care less about, but still read to find what we do or don't agree with.

Now that we know how insignificant these lists are, here are my top 21 films of this decade. ("21?", you say. Yep, for a few reasons: Being different is trendy now, and I didn't want to cut out Memento.) It's a mix of what I enjoyed most and what I think are artistically the best. So even though I love a movie like The Village, I know that it really isn't that good of a movie, so I left it off the list. There is no exact science to my method though. Take it for what it is. Each has a reason for it's ranking that is no longer than a sentence.

1. Lord of the Rings Trilogy - epic and powerful; visually and emotionally stunning.

2. No Country for Old Men - intense, insightful, and perfect film about evil's relentless attack on humanity.

3. The Dark Knight - a thrilling, complex, relevant film noir that, like No.2, focuses on the sometimes seemingly hopeless struggle against evil.

4. El laberinto del fauno - fairy tale for adults that speaks to the power of childlike faith.

5. Cidade de Deus - action packed and brutal; a brilliant study of "hoodlums" and crime in the City of God.

6. Children of Men - a crying baby and shouts of "Cease fire!" will send a chill down your spine after one of the longest "uncut" shots in cinema history.

7. There Will Be Blood - relentlessly dark and brilliantly acted.

8. Slumdog Millionaire - a feel-good film that also brings the horrid conditions of India's slums to light.

9. Das Leben der Anderen - brilliant look at the value of human relationship.

10. The Hurt Locker - extremely intense film about soldiers in Iraq; one of the greatest war films ever.

11. Crash - a though-provoking parable on the effects of seen and unseen racism.

12. Munich - shows the impact of committing violence, both on the individual and on the nation.

13. A History of Violence - devastating study on the nature of violence

14. Lost in Translation - an exquisite and sad romantic comedy without your typical romance.

15. The Passion of the Christ - a brutally shocking and eye-opening depiction of the physical sacrifice of our Savior.

16. Michael Clayton - a corporate legal thriller not really about corporations at all.

17. Boy A - who decides who gets a second chance?

18. The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford - beautiful cinematography and score.

19. Gone Baby Gone - Casey Affleck's second great performance in a row.

20. The Bourne Ultimatum - mixes action and intelligence in a style that has been ripped off multiple times since, but never duplicated.

21. Memento - Chris Nolan crashes onto the scene.

YANKEES WIN!!!

What a great feeling! I watched every playoff game, got to go to the clinching game 6 of the ALCS, and put up with Sox fans even after they got manhandled in the playoffs. And it was worth it. Standing for the final inning, cheering every pitch, and finally letting loose in Red Sox territory was unbelievable. I'm soaking up the moment. (My championship T-shirt isn't in stock now, though. I paid for it and now have to wait until they get more. Lame.) What a great game, especially for Mo, Jeter, Posada, and Pettite. Unbelievable. Don't know what else to say. It doesn't get any better than this...

Indie shot and more movies I want to see but can't...

Once - a critically acclaimed and absolutely boring movie. The small-time artist fights the odds, finds success (faster than U2 or The Rolling Stones in all likelihood), and there is a little love story thrown in. Yay. I appreciate a well-made indie film (Boy A for example), but this just isn't compelling enough to overcome it's obvious story and visual shortcomings. It has a cliched, unrealistic plot, and it doesn't help that they play whole songs that just aren't very good throughout the film. I seldom so strongly disagree with critics, but here I just can't get over the film's serious flaws to see what they (the critics) see in it.

Dan-o-Meter: 5 out of 10

In addition to the ones a few posts down:

Big Fan

Up in the Air

"Fields of Bliss"

So I just found a bunch of poems I had to write for creative writing class a few years back. I hated writing them, but some of them are kind of decent, so I figured I would post some for fun. And the funny thing is, they are all either about God, film, or the Yankees. Go figure. Here's the longest and my favorite. I'll post some shorter ones some other time.

“Field of Bliss”

The field is green with perfect blades;

The paths are carved into the earth;

The painted lines are white and straight;

For the sprint from home to first.

The sun shines down warm and clear

Upon the picture-perfect view;

And unfurls in the breeze

The brilliant hues red, white, and blue.

The stands fill up and cheers do swell:

Out come the heroes on the field

Like gladiators of this age,

But wooden are the swords they wield.

“Play ball!” The cry rings out so clear,

Throughout the place it does resound.

The batter steps towards the plate

As the pitcher climbs the mound.

The first duel begins in such a way:

The pitcher stares in for the sign.

The batter swings his club around;

Living for this very time.

All watch and wait for one to throw

The white sphere at reckless speed.

From the front to third deck up

All eyes follow that small, white bead.

In heaven are fifty thousand fans

In the time that follows this.

Watching the battle on the field

Is for them three hours of bliss.

On this field are legends made,

And on this field is sorrow felt.

Tears of loss do stain the dirt;

And shouts of triumph do ring out.

Times of joy and times of pain

Are what many must endure.

But in these trials is there found

A bliss of sport, oh so pure.

The field is torn and is now brown;

The blades of grass have gone amiss.

For this is the price it pays

To become a field of bliss.

I made a wallpaper...

So I was bored and looking for a new wallpaper for my computer. All the ones on the google were either lame or weren't widescreen, so I cracked open Photoshop and made this one. I just desaturated it and made the font, but it came out pretty good. At least I think so anyway. Latika is no longer my wallpaper, but she will always be the background of my heart...

That made no sense at all. Whatever. If you haven't seen The Hurt Locker (or Slumdog for that matter), go see it.

The Hurt Locker and other stuff

THE HURT LOCKER

Finally saw The Hurt Locker last week. It was intense and awesome, but also a bit different. First of all, there was pretty much no conventional plot. Just three soldiers defusing bombs in Iraq. Although it may have gotten bogged down a few times in between action scenes, that can mostly be blamed on waiting for next adrenaline rush, which is totally worth it, as director Kathryn Bigelow will have you gripping the armrests for most of the film.

Also, it wasn't really about the Iraq war. After the crapfest of Iraq war movies the past few years, it was nice to see a modern war film that didn't make a political statement. In that way, it is similar to Saving Private Ryan. Although that is a superior film to The Hurt Locker, both use the wars they are set in as a backdrop for in-depth looks into what causes a soldier to go to war and what keeps them going as they live through what could be the closest thing to hell on earth.

The film also confirmed what a film nerd I am. I thought the music sounded a lot like the score from 3:10 to Yuma, so I wasn't surprised to see in the credits that it was the same composer. And when the main character, Sergeant James, was shopping for cereal in the grocery store, was I the only one who noticed the camera pan from Life cereal to Lucky Charms? The scene says more in one minute than all of Michael Bay's movies combined.

Bigelow made what many are calling a masterpiece and there are numerous scenes like the one I mentioned above that speak to the level of quality filmmaking this movie reaches. I wouldn't be surprised to see it listed in the future with movies like Apocalypse Now and Saving Private Ryan as one of the great war films of all time.

Dan-o-Meter: 9 out of 10

Other stuff...

I think Joba read my last post. He is on a tear since the all-star break. Hopefully we can beat Boston this weekend and hold on to 1st place. No comments on Big Needle-y, I mean Papi, except to say that I am not at all surprised, and to be honest, don't really care. It's always fun to make fun of Red Sox fan's though, so I won't say a part of me didn't enjoy the news...