Sports

Lucky viewers of Channel 5 last night got to listen (several times) to Heidi Bruschi's 911 call after husband Tedy suffered his stroke. The station oh-so-helpfully provided a running transcript just in case you couldn't make out all the words.

Scott is disgusted:

WCVB completely crossed the line tonight in airing Heidi Bruschi's call to 911 (other stations may have aired it as well, but I caught the audio on WCVB). No one - not even Bruschi's biggest fans - should want or should have that kind of access, and WCVB should be ashamed of itself

WBZ radio was airing part of the call this morning.

Meanwhile, in response to Jody's request, I've set up a Tedy Bruschi posts page, which uses our aggregator to link to the latest Bruschi posts from local bloggers. NOTE: Doesn't link to LiveJournal (or most Blogspot) users, who seem to be posting up a storm on Bruschi, so for the whole picture, you'll also want to check this Bruschi links page on Technorati.

Fiberdiva addresses God:

I'm sorry I don't talk to you as much as I should...

But I'm BEGGING you...

PLEASE help this poor man... he means alot to millions of people.. he's 31.. a father, a husband.. and one hell heck of a football player.

Please tell me Tedy Bruschi did NOT have a stroke.

Why aren't the boston bloggers all over the Tedy Bruschi story? I want to know what's going on, and I trust you people to make it happen! Boston.com reports he had "Stroke-like" symptoms. C'mon, doesn't anyone have inside information???

Thanks to Adam for heading my call: http://www.universalhub.com/node/226

The National Hockey League officially cancelled its 2004-05 season today.

(Does anyone care anymore?)

What? There's some other celebration today? Not for Girl, who posts a photo of her captain, oh captain (of the Sox, that is):

I am celebrating the workout that is stretching your Man-Thighs!  I am celebrating the cerebral force that you are behind the plate!  I am celebrating your honesty and integrity!  I am celebrating the fact that you have grown back your facial hair!  I am celebrating your seriousness in the clubhouse!  I am celebrating your communication skills!  I am celebrating the fact that you move better now than you did when you were 21!  Limber and flexible!  Big but fast!  Bending and squatting and trotting to the mound! ...

Yeah, yeah, the Pats won the Super Bowl again. But that's so last week, especially since The Truck has left for Florida (is there any other city in America where something like this would be news?)

Meanwhile, Red watches a replay of game 7 of last year's ALCS and says it just doesn't get old:

... After soaking it all in for the second time, I have to say that one of the most satisfying things has been the looks on the faces of the Yankees fans and players as it all just liquifies and slips through their fingers. Cashman with his hands in his pockets, staring blankly at the Red Sox pigpile. Billy Crystal slumped over in his private suite, being comforted by his wife in a manner not seen since the reviews for Mr. Saturday Night came in. ...

Kristen also watches the replay and provides a detailed diary of the second time around:

Bottom of the 1st:
Shut up, Gary Sheffield, shut up and die. I hate you and your perpetual motion, metronome bat moving thing. And your sad excuse for a mustache. And your pants and the way they inexplicably remind me of Scrooge McDuck and his spats. ...

You may recall how Kristin thinks women should stop wearing pink Red Sox hats right this second.

Tatiana says bite me (more or less):

...I'm sick of taking grief for this.

People need to get their heads out of their asses.

Steve shows what will happen when he renames the FleetCenter the Steve Garfield Center.

Jonelle, though, wonders: Got the balls to rename it The Boston Garden?

Roy: Stupidest thing I've ever seen:

Someone could rename it "The Yankees Center" for a day.

A Brit making a four-day trip to our Hub next month wonders if there are any pubs or bars that show English football.

Carpundit explains why the Patriots parade made him grumpy enough not to take photos:

... I almost got run over going to the T this morning because of the stupid crowd barricades that they weren't smart enough to leave open at the crosswalks for the morning commuters, and I'm being deafened by the idiots yelling at passing cars on Cambridge Street hours before the parade even starts two miles away, and I simply don't understand the mentality of someone whose best use of today is to appear at City Hall Plaza at 6AM, strip off his shirt, and start screaming, and there are like 50 of them within screaming distance of me, and it depresses me about the state of humankind and makes me question why I toil in a public-service job when that's the public I'm serving. ...

He also doesn't understand the parents who let their teens show up drunk enough to vomit on Boylston Street.

Hearts and Flowers snaps a Patriots parade-goer who looks suspiciously like a villain from a 1970's-era Marvel comic.

She also shoots the Duck-boats cavalcade.

Daigo gets up close and personal with the Pats (well, his camera does, at any rate).

Keegan takes a bunch of photos at the parade - and posts photos from the first and second Super Bowl victory parades/rallies.

Eeka: Uh, there's confetti falling from planes onto Canal St.

I Hate The New England Patriots:

Let The Whine-asty Begin

I'm too bored by all the LiveJournal Patriots hatas to link to any of them.

Mats is probably pretty hoarse this morning:

If you live inside Route 128, you probably heard me scream "cover schemes, cover schemes!" throughout the fourth quarter.

But he concludes:

Thank you, Robert Kraft! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!

Three out of four and I still want more. This never gets old.

Sparky: Woo Woo!

Patriots Insider: Can they Three-peat?

Jen reveals her Super Bowl weight-loss plan:

Despite eating roughly my own weight in Super Bowl Party Food, I didn't gain so much as a pound. This leads me to conclude that alternately cheering one's team and running outside to stand in the cold because you're having a hot flash burns a whole lot of calories. ...

Domenico: Can anyone doubt they are a new dynasty or that they are the dominant force in football?

Jonelle: Hey, TO. How's the ankle?

I picked the BEST year to move back to Boston.

Girl: I could get used to this winning thing.

Wally disses most of the commercials and the halftime show:

... Paul McCartney has written some pretty incredible songs, but there's something immensely disturbing about seeing a bunch of 16-year-old girls dancing and screaming while a 60-year-old knight plays songs that were old before they were even born. ...

Charley gives his ultimate praise to Bellichick:

Genius, Dynasty... And let's add... Democrat.

Farmer Joe rides the wave, but can't help but sigh:

If only there were hockey this year.

Michael remembers:

It really wasn't all It really wasn't all that long ago that being a sports fan in Massachusetts meant pain and agony.

He says in a way he's sorry it had to happen to Philadelphia, which also deserves a win (just not at our expense).

Speaking of Philly, let's go now to The City of Brotherly Love:

Damn? How 'bout Damn, Damn, Damn! ... No one choked yesterday. It was a game fought to the end. There's some legitimate criticism to go around, but I hope this team remains intact.

24-21!

Dave watches the game with his daughter and explains how cool it is they are watching history in the making and how, when she's older, she'll have such great memories:

Her eyes grew wide as I trailed off, a smile came to her lips, and I was ready for some beautiful father-daughter moment that transcended time and age.

"Daaaaaddddy??" She asked while moving her face close to mine. "Yes punkin?" I eagerly answered.

"Can I have another brownie now??"

Neal reports:

There are like six helicopters hovering over my neighborhood filming the lack of activity in Kenmore Square. Serves the crappy news stations (4, 5, 7, 25 & 56 -I don't have cable, so I'm sure there some in there too) right. Maybe they'll get back to their mission and actually report news.

Dear Jimmy Johnson: Shut up about Terrell Owens already. His team lost.

Deanna: Right now, i am happier then i have been in a long time. what an awesome feeling.

Tennischica38: We are the Champions...AGAIN!

Ghettodave: YES YES! PATRIOTS!!!

... YES YES YES YES YES YES YES NEW ENGLAND!!! NEW ENGLAND!!! LOL I LOVE THE PATRIOTS, THEY ROCK AND THEY BEAT PHILLY AND PHILLY CAN DO NOTHING BUT FLY HOME SAD CUZ THEY LOST AGAIN AND THE PATS WON AGAIN! LOL HA HA EVERYONE THOUGHT THAT PHILLY COULD DO IT BUT HELL NAW THEY CANT BEAT A DYNASTY! NOW I CAN LAUGH IN THE FACE OF PHILLY'S FANS!!! HA HA WHAT NOW HOMIES!? LOL ...

Matt's liveblogging all the non-football Super Bowl stuff:

... 6:16: Michael Chiklis introduces the AFC champ Patriots. We can be thankful he did not say "It's Clobberin' Time!" to plug his upcoming movie role, and be even more thankful we didn't have to endure an introduction from this blog's favorite whipping boy, Jimmy Fallon. ...

Ben: So here we are. Sunrise on the morning of the Patriots third Super Bowl appearance in four seasons.

Boston Sports Media Watch, which helped uncover the plagiarism that got Ken Powers fired by the Worcester Telegram and Gazette, posts more examples of liberal borrowing by him and offers some advice to other sports reporters:

... Powers was at the Super Bowl, in Florida doing a job that many people would be envious of. Now he's not there. He's unemployed. All those media types out there complaining in print and on the air about everything under the sun (rain?) down in Jacksonville should take a moment and reflect on how quickly it can all be taken away from them. All it takes is a little laziness, as exhibited by one Mr. Ken Powers. Let's all take a lesson from it.

Jen is sick of local college students whining about the police or the city or liquor stores and says if they don't want trouble after the Super Bowl, they should just stop acting like assholes:

... Guess what? I was a college kid, and I wasn't an asshole, so I know it's possible.

Denise: Does anyone else think Ray Bourque is looking like Liberace these days?

No, Dan Shaughnessy hasn't started his own site. The Boston Japanese Red Sox fan club is entirely in Japanese. But it looks really cool. For English stuff, see JapaneseBallPlayers.com. Both are by Daigo, also active in the Boston Japanese Linux/Unix Users Group (where you can satisfy your curiosity about what a penguin would look like in a lobster suit).

Peter savors last night's Patriots win, but refuses to type a word that begins with "d" and ends with "ynasty:"

... Here we go again, and it never really gets old around here. The Patriots once again proved why they're the champs until someone beats them, confusing rookie QB Ben Roethlisberger and imposing their offensive will upon a celebrated Steelers defensive unit. While the rest of the world looked to crown the Patriots' successor, New England wasn't ready to surrender the throne just yet. ...

Angela, though, dares proclaim the Belichick Dynasty :

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! That felt good. That felt really good. What a game! I think my voice is gone. ...

Oh, yeah, in addition to the snow, we also had that AFC Championship game.

Yay, Patriots!

But what is it about them that everybody west of Worcester and south of Hartford disrespects them all the time? Like at halftime, when Gregg Gumball muttered something about how "surprising" it was that the Pats had such a commanding lead? Then again, this was the network that used "Teenage Wasteland" to introduce the game.

No, not one of the Four (Fourteen?) Chinese Nationals, but Joe Torre - maybe - at the North Billerica commuter-rail stop:

... Or at least, somebody who could have been his identical twin. Although, I have to say, it wouldn't surprise me to see the man himself waiting on a train into Boston. You know, to hit the Fens and get a few pointers from the only baseball team that matters.

Was there *anybody* west of Worcester who didn't think ol' Peyton would destroy the Patriots?

BWAH! Bring on a real competitor.

Peter: Hey, Peyton, here's another one of your records: 0 for Foxboro.

Halley: Go! Fight! Win! Yes! Go! Fight! Win! Yes! Go! Fight! Win! Yes! Go! Fight! Win! Yes! Go! Fight! Win! Yes! Go! Fight! Win! Yes! Go! Fight! Win! Yes! ...