The Beautiful Game

I recently read a friend’s thought’s on soccer, who was down on the sport. Noting the recent riot in Argentina and how television ratings suck for US's Major League Soccer, he held that soccer would never get a foothold here in the states. As a soccer apologist, I’m called once again into action.

First, about the riot and similar violence: all these actions are indefensible, but is it much different than Raiders fans throwing urine or cities rioting when their team wins a championship? You ever wonder why we hear so many of these stories concerning soccer from around the world? It's because the game is played all over throughout year; there are hundreds of professional leagues [not counting semi-pro leagues] on six continents. I'm sure if you were to take into account the number of embarrassing incidents in proportion to how many games are played, this kind of stuff would look miniscule. In fact, I'd bet that if you pulled the averages of these incidents happening among American sports, you'd find comparable results.

About the television ratings, he is right. The MLS is being watched less than the WNBA. But here's the deal: it's second rate athletics. America's professional league lacks the talent of the world's best. And bringing in Beckham and Posh ain't going to help much. But if you pay attention to World Cup ratings, you'll see that there is a US audience, but it's a selective audience; they're not going to watch crap because it's their sport. We live less than two hours from a MLS franchise and only attended one game, almost ten years ago.

But here's the thing about soccer that makes the world love it: the game is fluid. I'll give basketball the same credit; the game has a consistent flow to it. Why do you think basketball has blown up in foreign markets while baseball and football struggle? Because in those sports, the game action is choppy.  An average NFL game only contains like 15 minutes of playing time. Subtract all the 1-3 yard running plays and it gets worse. And as for baseball, it now seems it was invented to be boring.

Now I say all this as a huge sports fan who loves college and pro sports, despite all their shortcomings. We have to be honest about the entertainment we're watching [especially when the Spelling Bee gets better ratings than most sports championships]: a lot of the stuff we like is boring. But soccer is easy to hate on, especially when soccer fans do a bad job of defending their passion for the sport.

Look, I wish that people could get into soccer here but I'm also a realist: the American public [along with their ADD] are incapable of embracing soccer. It's as if it's anti-American. And that's fine. But that doesn't mean the sport lacks merit.

And We're Back

The whole Echo Church web presence is back. Had a little server issue since late last night, but it's settled now and life is cheery. What's crazy is that despite having a good amount of bandwidth, we're getting closer to our monthly limit again. It still comes down to more people downloading our teaching podcasts. There are consistently more people listening to the mp3 then are actually in the service. Not sure what that means but maybe, like someone has been pushing me, we need to evaluate new ways to take better advantage of our podcasting presence.

Speak The Truth

I guess this post could be a follow up to my disclaimer, but I felt like writing this. I'm reminded of the episode of Friends where Phoebe is singing her songs to a bunch of young children at the library. Her songs are little too revealing for her little listeners which frightens their parents [here's an example]. After being banned from the library the kids seek her out at the coffee shop wanting to hear "the singing lady that tells the truth" Moral of the story: kids appreciate when you're honest about the realities in the world. I've discovered that while many people are just like those kids, there are some who would prefer to still hear innocuous, happy, childish songs that make you smile without making you think about the life.

I guess I'm trying to work this metaphor to introduce this idea: there's a prevailing [yet erroneous] thought that if you, as a Christian, criticize someone another Christian then you're not being Christ-like at all. This is balderdash [been wanting to use that word and even worked it into my sermon Sunday]. Just because we all like Jesus doesn't mean you get a free pass when you do/say something that's questionable. I would expect the very same treatment from others concerning my dumb moves/words. and have received it. That's why, despite a few problems, I still leave commenting open here on the blog; it gives you a chance to chime in and disagree.*

I say this to explain stuff you have read and will read here at Beit Carr that you think is divisive. I'm not trying to be mean, but I'll attack ideas that deserve criticism. Politeness is a Western value or, perhaps more accurately, a value among those nations that speak English; it is not necessarily a Biblical value. Other societies can engage in spirited dialogue, agree to disagree, and let it go at the end of the day. Maybe if we Americans learned to do that a little better no one would watch Fox News.

So thanks for taking the time to read stuff from "the blogging man that tells the truth." Or at least "tries to tell the truth."

*I do, however, find commenting back and forth to be an exercise far more exhausting than blogging. So if I ever stop following up a conversation here, it's probably not that I've given up my thoughts but more likely that I'm tired of the exchange. If you really disagree with me to the point of online arguing, I'd suggest starting a blog of your own. It's much fun.

About The Reds

I have a clergy pass that affords me free admission to every home game [sans the Indians series]. How many games have I seen in person this year? One.

In fairness, they show practically every game on cable now and the team was really bad really early. And it isn't getting any better. After tonight's loss they are nineteen games below .500, 15.5 games out of first place, and currently hold the worst record in MLB.

I'm trying to look for something to be positive about but I'm at a loss.

31 days until Bengals training camp.

Bad Decisions

The double murder-suicide involving WWE wrestler Chris Benoit is indeed sad and shocking. But more puzzling are a few reactions the WWE made as a result of this tragedy. First, the WWE decides to air a tribute show of Benoit last night, effectively spending three hours of television time to honor a murderer. You might be inclined to cut them some slack since they only had four hours to make the decision, but by that time there was already talk of foul play, so wouldn't you assume the worst?

Then, the police discovered steroids in the Benoit home, allowing for rampant speculation that he was using. The WWE tried t be proactive and denounce any assumptions the media is allowing the general public to make. It seems like an extremely defensive posture to take during this time.

So twice when they should've remained silent they made statements that did nothing to cause additional problems. I'd suspect that if it's proven that Benoit was using the drugs that Congress might get involved and investigate the WWE.

UPDATE: This story keeps getting stranger and stranger as it seems the Wikipedia entry on Benoit was changed to reflect the killing 14 hours before it even occured. Scary.

The End Is In Sight

Finished up my final essays yesterday after spending a few hours in the Xavier library. Then, after my class last night, I knew I'd have to revise some of my thoughts to fit in the new content the professor added. So now I just have to brush up for my oral final. Never did that in over forty graduate hours, but it should be fun.

By 6:00 tomorrow night I'll be smiling at the thought of ten days to read what I want.

Quiet Around Here?

I have my first final this Wednesday, a few essays and an oral exam. For some reason, I'm sorta looking forward to the orals. I like to think that I can BS talk my way through any situation. Never, though, has my grade depended on it.

I'll try to post some short tidbits during the next few days, but nothing to deep.

How We View Tragedy

In light of this horrible story of the little girl who had her feet severed in a ride at Kentucky Kingdom yesterday, I asked Kelly what she thought it would be like at Kings Island today with their similar ride; I couldn't imagine anyone could possibly want to ride it. Well, apparently KI decided to shut down their ride to run some inspections on it to ensure safety. An accident like this is a one-in-a-million thing but these things always seem to hit home. I guess it's because we forget how truly chaotic this world is. When we hear about an unbelievable story like this we personalize it, wondering what if it had been us or a loved one. So even though we don't know the person and weren't even there, it becomes very real to us. We then take an accounting of our lives and the risks we take, keeping those tragic images in the back of our minds as a grim reminder of our mortality.

And time rolls on.

And by next week, we've forgotten this story and resume our daily routine.

At least, until the next tragedy hits.

We Are Whores

Finally Evan Almighty comes out today and hopefully this will mean the end of the tidal wave of Christian-oriented advertising. From free screenings for pastors to service project tie-ins to free downloads of video clips for sermons, they've gone all out for this one. For some reason this makes me feel even more icky than Passion of the Christ campaign. What this has proven is that we Christians will bite hook, line, and sinker when someone trying to make a buck comes calling. Note Christianity Today, a popular evangelical magazine, which chose to sell the cover of their magazine as advertising for the movie. Sure, they used small letters in the upper right corner to label it "advertising" [noble move] but how many people will be duped into thinking it's a ringing endorsement of the movie?

It'll be interesting to see how much Evan Almighty grosses as a result of all this. Since The Passion, this direct-to-the-church marketing hasn't been successful. But The Passion was somewhat revolutionary; it was Mel Gibson [who had a better reputation then], with the Passion narrative, attempting to market to an overlooked segment of the population. Since then, Hollywood got lazy, thinking they could throw anything out there, tell Christians it's wholesome, and see a return. They paid a price for that lethargy as movies like Bobby Jones and The Nativity Story failed.

Evan Almighty is the hardest they've tried thus far. If this works, we're going to witness an onslaught of this kind of marketing.

So answer the question: is it better to get wholesome entertainment at the price of prostituting ourselves or to have to endure the same old depraved crap Hollywood puts out that Christians will refuse to see? OR, do we just have to be selective about what we watch and not allow Hollywood to view Christians as a marketing demographic.

Something to chew on.

Yikes [locally speaking]

They're considering allowing people to bring dogs to fountain square downtown. Of course, everyone has an opinion including this gem in this morning's Enquirer. This guy writes to the editor saying,

A few articles have come up about whether dogs should be allowed on Fountain Square. If dogs are not allowed on the square, then we certainly should not permit homeless bums on the square either. Who wants somebody in their face begging them for money while you're trying to have a nice lunch or a night out on the town? my dogs are cleaner, more behaved and will not be asking you for spare change.

Humanitarian of the year, folks. And, no, your dog might not ask for money but . . . what's he doing to my leg? Definitely better behaved, though.

Unfortunately, dude was from the westside.

City Living At It's Finest

We have some friends, Scott and Robyn Duebber, who are also invested in raising their family in the city. For those of us who grew up in a midwestern suburban concept*, city dwelling requires us to reevaluate how we view our lives. Almost nineteen months into this grand experiment, Kelly and I are still glad that we chose to live where we're at. We have many friends and family members who have chosen to raise their kids in the 'burbs, so I don't mean to offend, but there are plenty of obvious reasons to settle out there. So allow me offer another perspective: I think more people should consider establishing their families in urban areas. Sure, it's not for everyone but it's not nearly as bad as people envision it to be. Actually, it can be an incredibly rewarding experience for both parent and child.

The three major reasons that people cite against raising a family in the city is safety, space, and schools. Allow me just a few sentences to explain how we have approached these issues so far.

Safety: I know I've noted before some of the issues we've had down here, but I still feel safer in the city. Perhaps it's because 1) you're conditioned to be more aware of your surroundings and 2) there are always people nearby so you're never fully alone. Unfortunately, just yesterday a little girl was assaulted at the Kroger near our old house. When something like that happens it the suburbs, you struggle to deal with it because you view the suburbs as being safe. I guess you could say since we live in a continual state of heightened awareness that it's not as surprising when tragedy strikes nearby. You might think this is a more stressful existence but, honestly, it's not.

Space: I recently listened to a podacst that talked about how families deal with living in the city. One of the issues they brought up was this issue of space. We don't have a yard for Kaelyn to play in but we have a huge park that we consider our own. Apparently, when you dwell in urban areas, you begin to redefine how you view space. It's no longer just the extent of your property, but also shared community common places. And It's true that we had to dramatically downsize when we moved into the condo. We have a lot less junk than we used to. But it's nice to know that we have what we need to get by.

Schools: OK, so this is the biggest issue for families in urban areas. Whereas many urban districts have schools comparable to those in the suburbs, Cincinnati Public Schools is far behind. Sure, there are various schools throughout the district that receive high marks but it's not indicative of the CPS as a whole. Since we have a few years before Kaelyn starts school we're not worrying about this yet, but we're already thinking about the future. Many parents suggest the Fairview German Language school whose reputation is impeccable. Not sure how I'll feel about the little girl talking smack about me in Deutsch, but I'll get over it. And, as I've said before, Walnut Hills has one of the best secondary schools in the country.

Plus, there are so many advantages from being close to the city center, from the cultural diversity to all the amenities at our disposal it's just a great place to be. We're still figuring this thing out, but we're having a blast doing so.

So, if you're wondering, there are plenty of new places available down here and we'd love some new neighbors, so feel free to join us!

*It should be noted, however, that the term "suburban" literally means sub-urban, originally used to designate those areas that provided a lower standard of living than cities.

LEGEN . . . DARY

I was talking to a friend yesterday who alerted me to legislation out of California which would shut down churches because of what they preach. I doubted the authenticity of it and a quick Google search told me I was right; it was all a hoax. This story reminded me of something I used to deal with frequently. Although I don't get nearly as many of these rumors as I uesd to when I was employed by ye old megachurch, I still get the occasional email forward telling me not to flash my car lights in the ghetto lest I get killed. I've done it twice in two years and I still dwell in the land of the living.

I find it ironic that there are people of faith who decry gossiping yet don't think twice about sending an email to dozens of people that could contain slanderous information. Just because it sounds probable or even because you wish it was true doesn't mean that it's OK to send it out. Sending fake email forwards is just as sinful as lying, so if you're in the practice doing so you should stop. And no one wants to read email forwards anyway.

So before you push send on that email forward that you think will transform the world, just take the time to first check whether or not it's actually true. A couple of sites I use are Urban Legends @ About and Snopes. If you're going to use the  technology, use it to its fullest and fact check first.

And, no, combining pop rocks and soda won't kill you.

***And if you forward those chain letter emails ["forward this to ten people you love . . ."] then you need more advice than I can give you.

Father's Day 2

I'm basking in the glory of another Father's Day. Here at Beit Carr, we're not big holiday people, so nothing too special will happen today. Kaelyn was up bright and early and still a tad fussy from being sick this past week. As for me, I still gotta preach later tonight [from Zechariah 2, not exactly what you might consider a Father's Day text] but it's cool. Today isn't much different from any other enjoyable Sunday, except that it feels, well, easy . . . um, easy like a Sunday morning. So since the creation of the best Mother's Day gift ever, Kelly has been plotting how she could use her own creative abilities to express her love and appreciation of my fatherness. I've noticed her feverishly working on a project this week and this morning I finally was able to see the results. She opened up her laptop and showed me her project: a set of rather impressive photos.

John McClain is back. And the Mac guy too. Let the bodies hit the floor.

For you to understand this picture, you must understand this.

Truly, there's more than meets the eye.

I'm very impressed that she of no Photoshop experience took the time to learn and create me such wonderful gifts. No necktie or set of golf balls would mean as much as this.

So thanks, Kelly and Kaelyn, for making my life as a dad an enjoyable one. It's too easy . . .

Sadness/Gladness

"Ruth was my life partner, and we were called by God as a team. No one else could have borne the load that she carried. She was a vital and integral part of our ministry, and my work through the years would have been impossible without her encouragment and support . . . I am so grateful to the Lord that He gave me Ruth, and especially for these last few years we've had in the mountains together. We've rekindled the romance of our youth, and my love for her continued to grow deeper every day. I will miss her horribly, and look forward to the day I can join her in heaven."

- Billy Graham

Pobrecito

The occasion of my nephew's birthday is what brought about the Backyardigan Massacre. I didn't get my brother Chris a birthday present, so I hope a video of the incident helps. Watch it over at the YouTube. By the way, it should be noted that I love a good pinata. I used to buy pinatas for people I used to work with when they left their job. They're a perfect metaphor for life if you think about it: if you really want something, use a stick to beat the crap out of whoever has it.

Let the bodies hit the floor.

Tweak

Still figuring out how to best take advantage of my Wordpress set-up so I made some site changes on the blog tonight. If you look at the right side of the red toolbar you'll see a new Javascript feature that allows me to hide some clutter on the front page. That's where I'll keep categories and archives. And there's now a link to my Flickr stuff there too. Eventually I'll add a few more pages to the toolbar, like books I'm reading/music I'm listening to.

I'm pretty satisfied . . .