Friends Of The Great Game

One of the best books I've read recently is called The Old Ballgame. It describes the strong, life-long bond between two people who were very different in origin: Christy Matthewson and John McGraw. Matthewson was an Ivy Leaguer and a somewhat socially refined gentleman. McGraw was an uneducated, foul-mouthed, hard-drinking Irishman. But, the game gave them a commonality.

The game has given Junior a commonality with Price Jacobs and Evyn Lacy.

Jacobs is a hard-throwing righty at Baytown Sterling. The two have been through the grinder as members of two different select teams together. Through their time together, they have developed a mutual respect for eachother's abilities and a fine friendship.

John has played baseball and football with Evyn. Although they come from different backgrounds, my son has developed a great deal of respect for Evyn. He is a quiet, hard worker. Football at West Brook can be more like a prison sentence than a team sport. And, only those players with strong character succeed. John respects Evyn as a player and a person. He shows up every day, ready to work.

Like Matthewson and McGraw, the great game continues to be the medium through which young men of substance forge lasting friendships. I'm proud that these young men (Lacy and Jacobs) think highly of my son because I certainly think highly of them.

Ballgame at Aggieland - 3/15/08

The noble Aggies crushed the Texas Tech Red Raiders yesterday at Olsen Field in College Station. Final Score: 12-1.

John invited teammates Evyn Lacy and Carter Clarke to ride up and take in the sights in God's Country on The Brazos. We Aggies know that TAMU is not heaven. But, it's close enough that you can see it from here.

1st Varsity At-Bat vs. Barbe HS

Going into the season, CollegiateBaseball.Com ranked Barbe HS (Lake Charles, La.) #19 nationally. Junior got his first varsity at-bat at their field. He got a hit, but didn't get the stop sign from the coach. Oh well, freshman mistake.

2-26-2008 Johnny Ballgame Checks In At The Plate

Last night, John got hit by a pitch, walked and hit a double. He stole a few bases. And, any other time, I would have enjoyed it. But, we were so cold, I felt like a snow man with a carrot-nose and video camera. John is getting the opportunity to play on the Varsity Team this weekend, which is a nice opportunity for a freshman.

Homage to the Young Buck #34

This represents many of the moments of Junior's childhood. I'll miss those days. He's a huge highschool linebacker now. I'm fairly certain that he doesn't care to know my opinion as much as before. Great days are ahead for our young man. But, I'll miss the days depicted in this video.

Barry Who?

If you saw ESPN's Home Run Contest this year, wasn't San Francisco's AT&T Ballpark beautiful? And, wasn't A-Rod resplendent as he engaged Barry Bonds in an intense conversation, while the cameras whirred? It was poignant as the man who is about to break the all-time HR record chatted with the resurgent A-Rod. We (as a country) are having trouble embracing Bonds because we all know he took steroids. If you are in that camp, stop worrying because A.) Bonds is one of umpteen-gillion cheaters. And, B.) A-Rod (whose body has grown significantly since being drafted) will blow so far past Bonds, all the present consternation will have been much ado about nothing.

The MLB doesn't mind cheaters unless those cheaters get caught. The game is full of cheaters. As long as these players keep their deceit on the down-low, baseball is happy to move forward. If you don't think the game is full of cheaters, I'll throw some names out to illustrate my point, using only my favorite team, present or former Texas Rangers.

Randy Velarde
Laynce Nix
Jason Botts
Gabe Kapler
Juan Gonzalez
Julio Franco
Ruben Sierra
Sammy Sosa
Jose' Canseco

How do I know these guys took yummies, the juice, steroids? I know for the same reason you know not to buy a Rolex watch from a man with an eye-patch on a street corner. I used to work out in the same gym with Former 7-time, Mr. Olympia Ronnie Coleman (a great guy). He never tested positive for steroids. But, I can tell you that his urine positively glows in the dark. So, if it looks like a duck, walks like a duck and quacks like a duck, chances are very good that it's a duck.

By the way, I have included an early picture of A-Rod and a current picture. It wouldn't be crazy to think that HGH is a component in his box of Wheaties. Remember, there is no test to positively identify HGH.

In the next week or so, A-Rod will be the youngest player ever to get to 500 HR's. He's 32, for crying out loud. If he hit just 30 taters a year for the next 10 years, he'd be around 800, putting him way ahead of the number Bonds will end up with.

My conspiracy theory is this: A-Rod is using some combination of HGH and steroids. To support that theory, I give you photographic evidence of his broadening body. Also, prior to 2002, (his first year with the Rangers) he had never hit more than 42 taters. Seemingly amazingly, he exceeded his career best that year by crushing 52!

The three best years (for HR's) were the years he was in Texas. Carl Everett, Juan Gonzalez, Travis Hafner, Gabe Kapler, Pudge Rodriguez, Herbert Perry and Rafael Palmeiro were all on the Rangers' roster in 2002, Rodriguez' first year in Arlington. Is it just a coincidence that A-Rod had his career-best HR year in the first season that he played with this group of unusually large and strong men (and the only 500+ HR hitter ever to test positive for banned performance-enhancing drugs)?

Now, at the age of 32, A-Rod is on pace to have the best year in Yankees history for the long ball. Roger Maris was 26 when he hit 61 in pinstripes. Isn't it odd that A-Rod will pass that number at the ripe old age of 32?

Like Bonds, A-Rod hits harder as he gets older. So, it's a lock that we'll be celebrating the All-Time HR record again fairly soon after Bonds breaks Aaron's number. Finally, A-Rod will join other cheaters: John McGraw, Gaylord Perry and probably Bonds in the Hall of Fame. I hope that it happens at a park as gorgeous as the one in San Francisco. But, they'll always know that they cheated to get there.

4th of July

My neighborhood is made up of a great group of people. The adults all seem to remember what it is to have been kids. And, that makes it great to be a kid on the cul de sac on Madera Lane. Sadly, we're losing the sweetest family we have. Brian and Kim Long are taking their three wonderful kids away from us this weekend. It seems his company thinks the Longs are more needed in Virginia.

Of course, Brian's company could never know how much we all have come to love his wife's smile, his son Brice's mischief, son Brennan's quirkiness and Brandtley's movie-star cuteness. No realtor could simply replace the Long Family. That's for sure.

We had our last great hurrah this July 4th before we see the Longs drive away for the last time. It was raucous; and it was bitter-sweet. I was allowed to say our last prayer. And, in it, I asked for their safe travel. And, I thanked the Lord that my family's journey was allowed to intersect with theirs, if only for a short time. I know my other neighbors feel the same.

The 4th of July this year is a time to celebrate our blessings as Americans. We live in the greatest democratic republic that the world has ever seen. And, despite the left's best efforts to thwart our president, our economy and our security, our system and our brave and proud people continue to present the world an example of the freedoms that all men should enjoy.

Also, my family can sit back and reflect on another baseball season. The Beaumont Gladiators were outfitted with half a roster of players, and half a roster who expected the other half to deliver the day. Our coach did everything he knew to develop the players.

Morgan Walker was a fine coach, in that he extended respect to players who gave effort. And, he extended opportunities to improve to players who were simply over-matched at this level. We were a .500 team. But, I don't lay any part of the blame at Morgan Walker's feet. From my perspective, when Walker realized that our team was out of its depth, he dedicated the season to the development of the players, with little regard for win-percentage. Most coaches' egos will not allow them to make decisions on that basis. My son learned from a player with professional experience, and a coach who extended him more respect than any coach ever had before. Walker was both.

John is now working out with the Beaumont Westbrook football team, doing summer workouts. It's tough. But, he can see already that he's above average among incoming freshmen.

Gladiators settle for 2nd at the Box

Weather: Perfect
Competition: Tough
Box Stadium: Idyllic
Second place isn't as good as first. But, what a nice tournament at Box Stadium on May 19 & 20, 2007! A special thanks to Mrs. Jacobs for taking many of these pictures.

Our Last Bat Had a $300 Price Tag

Roger and the Larger Context

The "Arlington Oak", Timinator Phillips called on Monday to allow me to vent if I felt betrayed by Roger Clemens' signing with the Gotham Pinstripes.

I told the sculpted Timinator (3rd Place, Mr. DFW) that I would have to call him back after collecting my thoughts. First, I had to consider what we know:

THE ROGER - 7 Time Cy Young Winner, 11 Time All-Star, AL MVP, 7 Time ERA Ldr, Couple of Rings, 1st ballot HOF'er, blah, blah, blah...

*Loyalty is not the coin of the realm in business, and definitely not so in sports. Would the Astros be so heartbroken if Clemens hadn't been so good last year? Where is the loyalty to a free-agent when he's long in the tooth and recovering from Tommy John surgery? No GM has ever explained the signing of a gimpy has-been free-agent with the term: "for old time's sake".

**There's even less mutual loyalty in Gotham than in the real world. When Roger puts his jacket in the dugout during his first game back, he won't be bumping into Mel Stottlemyre and Don Zimmer. They've been excused by the Boss, despite their notable investments in the team's past good fortunes. Zimmer was so bitter about the disloyalty embodied by Steinbrenner that he dedicated fully 20 percent of his book, the Zen of Zim to the chapter and verse of his mistreatment in New York.

***All the gullible hayseeds in Houston, emailing the Houston Chronicle's Crybaby Section Editor about Roger's infidelity should ask themselves one question: What would they do if they themselves held a royal flush, while sitting at life's card table surrounded by the game's biggest scoundrels? If they were smart, they would cash in.

Loyalty is a quality of paramount importance. Men should be loyal to their wives, their families, friends and their country. But, the term has no place in business. Any employee in MLB can trust an owner as far they can throw his bloated body. They deserve no loyalty. If you don't believe me, ask Richardo Hidalgo. The operative term in the MLB is "LEVERAGE".
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Mike Reed from Pasadena, Texas Retorts on Rocket...

I agree. Roger had the right to cash in. If the Madman of Gotham wants to pay an overweight, self-absorbed, grandiose, marketing genius, (most-likely steroid or HGH taker) 28 million, who is the chump?

Roger pitched well for the Astros both years and could have easily had many more wins if not for the ineptitude of the offense. Roger is a Hall Of Fame pitcher that is using the free market system to perfection. He is the Rembrandt of self-promotion and so far he has performed. What do you want? To pitch your last days with a club like the Astros? Or, do you want to go out playing for the most historic and celebrated franchise in history of sport? What Jersey will the Rocket display in Cooperstown? The Astros? PleaZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.

Personally, I believe Roger is a self absorbed, egomaniac, with no loyalty to anyone but Roger. However, as far as his family goes.... (Hey honey, mind if I play a few months this summer for a cool $28 million? Probably can buy you a new Hummer with the extra cash. I can stop making those ridiculous HEB commercials with Andy Pettite and the washed up Carr.)

This is business and Roger owes nobody nothin. That is Texas English at its best. If I am the Astros I move on without even a second thought. The Astros do not need Clemons. They can spend 18 million or 28 million on some younger talent. Time to rebuild. The Astros have one of the highest winning percentages in baseball over the years. True fans can chill out and allow the team to rebuild. A fourth place finish is not the end of the world. Go to the ball park for the entertainment and the joy of the game. Enjoy watching other teams' talented players. Take a lesson from Cub Fans for Heaven’s sake.

Enough about Roger and his disloyalty to Houston. Who cares? We have terrorists trying to kill us and the possibility of a woman president. Here is a scenario for you cry babies. Astros and Yankees in the 2007 World Series, Roger on the mound in game seven; bottom of the ninth, two outs, man on 3rd (the winning run). Roger beans Biggio, the all time hit-me king, both benches empty. Nolan Ryan comes out of the stands and kicks Roger's ass. After the melee has ended came is forfeited and MLB declares the Tampa Bay Devil Rays Champions.
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The Beaumont Gladiators played like Gladiolas on Sunday in Humble, Texas despite pummeling both the Austin Wings (6-1) and Houston Slam (6-1) on Saturday in the "Head of the Class" NIT Qualifier.

On Saturday, Peerless Price Jacobs had the 1st game's biggest highlight with a 3 RBI moonshot over the left field fence. Solid pitching was delivered all day on May 5th by Jacobs, "Wild Thing" St. Clair, "Mousetrap" Dugas, "Papa John" Titus and "Farmer" Scoggins.

An uneven effort on Sunday quashed any chance at advancement, despite gritty performances by Caleb Henry and "Soft-toss" Markum.

The Gladiators will play next at Box Stadium at Louisiana State University on May 19th, 2007 in the Battle of the Box.

Gladiator Baseball

The 14U Beaumont Gladiators took home another 2-2 record after play on April 21st and 22nd.

On Saturday at Baseball USA, the day started in dissarray. First, the Gladiators lost to cross-town rivals, the Big-Timers. Then, adding insult to injury, former Atlanta Braves Catcher, Javy Lopez snuck into the team picture. (Click on picture to see enlargement.) The team followed by salvaging the remains of the day with a victory over The Southern Panthers.

Sunday brought a repeat of the previous day with a split with Team Extreme and the Triple Threat.

Motor City Madman Speaks

Leave it to the Ted to talk common-sense.

The Nuge speaks out about "Gun-Free Zones".

Sgt. Robert Matthew McDowell of Deer Park, TX

A MEMORIAL SERVICE FOR SGT. ROBERT MATTHEW MCDOWELL
WILL BE HELD ON FRIDAY, APRIL 20, AT 10:00 A.M.

AT THE ST. HYACINTH CHURCH LOCATED AT 2921 CENTER STREET
(CORNER OF CENTER & P STREET)


SGT. MCDOWELL WAS KILLED ON APRIL 1
IN BAGHDAD WHILE SERVING HIS COUNTRY


AS A DISPLAY OF OUR COMMUNITY’S RESPECT
YOU ARE INVITED TO JOIN US IN LINING UP ALONG CENTER STREET

(BETWEEN PASADENA BLVD & P STREET)

BETWEEN 9:00 A.M. AND 9:30 A.M.
TO OFFER OUR RESPECT

Protecting My Great Game

This is a picture of my son, pitching a real nice game on Sunday against the 7th ranked team in South Texas, The Houston Angels. The Gladiators had a pretty good weekend at Baseball USA, going 2-2, and giving a nationally ranked team a hard run up until the very last out. Being at a great ballpark with my son on days like this is what I like the best. Forget skiing, forget Vegas, forget scuba diving with a friendly Grouper in Cozumel. On days like this, I get so wrapped up in the game that I'd forget my head if it wasn't connected.

I was in a pretty good mood all weekend, despite a few bad breaks. Our infielders looked this weekend like they are starting to realize that they have got to sacrifice. Excuses don't count. Results do. It was great to see some of these boys be accountable. In particular, "Everyday Eddie" Garza and "Peerless" Price Jacobs had their best weekends defensively.

I was allowed to say the team prayer prior to our first game on Sunday morning. I remembered to give thanks for our boys, for the effort they are showing more of, for the family members who support their efforts and their friends. I remembered to say "...in Jesus' name we pray..". But, I forgot to ask the Lord to bless our troops. I get so wrapped up in my day to day life that I forget what those brave men and women are doing in the War Against Terror.

While the team had their heads bowed and knees bent in prayer on that pristeen grass on Sunday, I should have asked the Lord to bless our President, who has shown the courage of his convictions throughout this difficult time of politically motivated attacks and unfair misrepresentation of our intent and performance in Iraq and Afghanistan. And, more important, I should have remembered to give thanks for the courage and commitment of our fine and brave military men and women. But, as I said, I forget everything else when its time for baseball. These men and women protect my time at the ballpark with my son, often at the cost of their own. A picture that I saw this morning reminded me what I had forgotten yesterday.

Please take a moment to read the story that surrounds this picture, by visiting this link: Staff Sargeant's Brave Son

Next Sunday, I'm going to ask to say the team prayer and ask Jesus to help us win the peace in the Middle East. I'll ask the Lord to bless our fine soldiers. This time, I won't forget.
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It's great to see former Aggie Great, Jason Tyner playing well enough to draw starts and ink. After going 3 for 5 on Saturday Night, he's even forecasting some power numbers. Tyner Time At Twins.Com

On your mark, Set your TiVo: YANKEES V BOSTON

The first grudge match between the Red Sox and Yankees takes place next weekend at Fenway. This series is simply the best in baseball, with apologies to Chicago/St. Louis and the Yankees' cross-town NL rival. Its a serving of the rich groom's cake of our romance with the great game. Every match between Gotham and Beantown has a subtext. Historians know the passionate historical antipathy between the two towns. And, there are always more than enough current events to make the matchup great. Both FOX and ESPN are broadcasting nationally next Saturday and Sunday nights.

• On May 30th 1938, before a Yankee Stadium record crowd of 83,533, Yankees outfielder Jake Powell and Red Sox player-manager Joe Cronin fight on the field and beneath the stands. Both players were fined and suspended for 10 games. The Red Sox finish second to the Yankees, who go on to sweep the Cubs in the World Series.

Oh, baseball's glorious, romantic yesteryear. So, you see? This rivalry has the legitimacy of a long and bitter geneology.

• On May 24, 1952, Red Sox outfielder Jimmy Piersall and Yankees second baseman Billy Martin exchange insults before a game in Boston, and end up fighting in the tunnel under the stands. The fight is broken up by Yankees coaches Bill Dickey and Oscar Melillo, and Boston starter Ellis Kinder. Piersall changes out of his bloody shirt and promptly fights with teammate Maury McDermott. The Red Sox win 5-2 with Piersall sitting the game out.

My readers are not baseball neophytes, so I won't insult them with a rehashing of the Curse of the Babe. But, I will predict that Yankees fans will announce that this series presents A-Rod with another of their When It Matters tests. (They won't remember if he continues his torrid start.) But, if he has the hiccups in Boston, get ready for the NY papers to rail on about how he doesn't show up when it matters. For their part, Boston fans are foaming at the opportunity for Daisuke Matsuzaka to shine as the jewel that will bring beantown another crown. How much does Boston hate Steinbrenner and his limitless team salary? How will Boston receive New England's biggest turncoat since Benedict Arnold, Johnny Damon? Could the outcome of this series have an effect on Roger Clemens as he determines which team is just one All-Star pitcher away from a championship? (Astros fans, don't kid yourself. Your team is just a bargaining chip in this sweepstakes.)

There are so many layers in this rich cake, it would take a crane to move it. And, it will be soooo sweet to be a fan on April 20th.

The Wait Pays Off For Le Blanc

When we do a Google Search with the phrase: "Wait on the Lord", it's amazing how many scriptures convey that sentiment. I encourage you to try. I'll include one.

Psalms 25:21 Let integrity and uprightness preserve me; for I wait on thee.

Sometimes we wonder why we/others have to struggle. Some struggle badly. They wriggle, whine and complain. Others exude poise and grace during their period of struggle. And, we are left to wonder why God wills that such good people must endure such hardships.

My fine son used to play football for the La Porte Texans. He was a 10 year old, marauding defender in the mold of a Taylor (Lawrence or Jason). One of our friends had a son: 6th Grader, Robert Le Blanc.

Robert used to be a Def. End. But, he couldn't get a sniff of consistent playing-time. It seemed that his coaches wrongly judged that he was slow and lacked killer instinct, being such a quiet kid. Robert's mom quietly stewed all season. We hurt for our kids when their best efforts go unrewarded.

Robert has always been such a poised young man, it was hard to guage his emotions. Robert kept trying. But, recognition did not find him that season. He waited.

Robert's mom sent me a message this week. She advised that Robert had been unknowingly drafted onto the La Porte Bulldog track team by the coaches. He was assigned to lead the charge in his first-ever meet in the 200M. In the Deer Park Track Freshman and JV meet on Thursday, March 29, Robert won his first heat and took 2nd in the event. (So much for him being slow and lacking killer instinct.) He's now expected to be an anchor in several events. Robert is also projected to make Varsity next year in football (as a sophomore). He's also a fine baseball player. Going forward, the only discussion regarding Robert among the highschool coaches will be who gets to have him on any given day.

It is said that sports is a parable of life. It is designed to provide each of us with trials. Why was Robert denied the chance to really show himself when he played for the Texans? What was God's plan? Comparatively, this youngster's challenge was not serious; just one of life's hurdles. But, it provided an opportunity for all to see the qualities that his mom prizes so dearly: his steadiness, strength and faithfulness. When someone shows poise and waits in difficulty, it's easy to root for that person. So, I'm a fan. My son is proud to be his friend. And, we look forward to his coming glory days on the gridiron.
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Attached is a picture of Justin and Krystil Burney at the Goin' To Bat For Burney event last Saturday.
No doubt, Krystil's parents wait as she treats Hodgkins Lymphoma. They wonder about God's Plan. I wonder if Krystil's positive approach to her condition wasn't meant to be an illustration of how we should always put our focus on others, without indulging ourselves in self-pity. Her Carepages include so many pictures of the little children to whom she is a source of brightness and warmth. Even today, she writes about a little friend, named Hunter.

Krystil is currently being treated with anti-biotics for pneumonia. Please visit her Carepages and sign in to follow her treatment. Just go to www.carepages.com and input the name: kmburney

Krystil Steals the Show on Saturday

SFA's Lumberjack baseball team beat Central Arkansas 10-8 on Saturday. The Daily Sentinel, Nacogdoches' largest paper delivered the big news:

"The story of the day, though, was the pitching — not just of the SFA bullpen, but of SFA Ladyjack Krystil Burney, who has Hodgkin's lymphoma.

She is also the sister of SFA baseball player Justin Burney and the girlfriend of SFA baseball player Jake Leonhardt.

Burney threw out the first pitch, which was caught by her brother Justin. She stepped on the mound, glove in front of her mouth and shook off her brother's signs. She then spit out some sunflower seeds and fired a strike into her brother's mitt."

Krystil's mother, Edith breathed a sigh of relief that her daughter had the energy to throw out pitches in both the baseball and softball games. Although, she gave the appearance of youthful energy and enthusiasm on Saturday, Sunday Morning brought very sore muscles for Krystil. Krystil was very thankful to everyone at SFA who brought attention to the condition that plagues so many.

In a National Search for her initial bone marrow transplant, only eight potential donors were found to help Krystil. Sadly, after being contacted, only two of these potential lifesavers showed for their appointment. There remains a great need for more donors. Donating your healthy blood-forming cells can save a life. And, the donor is back to normal after just a few days.

Please visit: National Marrow Donor Registry for more information. We continue to be inspired by Krystil's courage as she fights cancer.
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The Vicarious Life would like to recognize our neighbors, Brian and Kim Long. On Sunday, April 1, 2007, this lovely couple took it upon themselves to attend to the trash, weeds and overgrown shrubbery that was making my yard something of a blight on our neighborhood. This can-do attitude is much appreciated. (BEFORE and AFTER photos attached.)

Going to Bat for Krystil

Our family lived in La Porte, Texas for a few years, from 2000 to 2004. My son was already playing Select baseball at the time. In 2003, the La Porte Highschool Bulldogs had a very strong varsity baseball team.

The anchor of their pitching rotation was a 5'11" righty, named Justin Burney. As a Senior, he had command of all his pitches. He touched 90 with his heater, had a nice changeup and a filthy curve. He was nearly unhittable. That year, he was the District Player of the Year, All-State, and 2 years First Team All-District. He was also a very humble and decent young man. He saw me working with my son one day after his own practice and offered to give John hitting instructions. (Burney was a great hitter too.) My son was 10 at the time. Burney had a great rapport with him. He was very careful not to accept any recompense for his time because he didn't want to violate NCAA rules.

Justin Burney may not remember my son. But, I'll never forget how charitable Justin was with his time.

La Porte was solid in Spring '03. The District Champs, they had a deep staff, including future Texas Aggie Signee Jake Bussey. As the season went on, if the game was at Coach Ricky Torres' home field, the Dawgs put on a show. When Burney pitched, the place was electric. Justin's sister was a sophomore when he was a Senior. She was loud and shrill in the stands, screaming over the crowd in support of her brother. You couldn't help but admire her overt displays of family loyalty. She exalted in his successes. She hurt for him during his struggles (There weren't many).

Krystil also was an anchor on the school softball team. After her days at LPHS, she signed to play at Stephen F. Austin University. She was pretty, but had a toughness about her.

In the time since that great year, so much has happened. Justin is now a pitcher on the Stephen F. Austin baseball team. Krystil is on the softball roster. Yet, the Burney Family has been forced to deal with great adversity. Krystil has been suffering from the onset, recurrences and side effects of Hodgkins Lymphoma since 2005. I have been reading her family's blog regularly for well over a year as she has remained mostly at Texas Children's Hospital in Houston.

Krystil's unmitigated optimism is the one aspect of her personality that has remained, as her appearance, physical strength and health have ebbed. Her entries on her "Carepages" show that she continues to rely on her sense of humor. She writes often about the many younger kids with whom she endures this cruel condition. Many of these kids have lost the fight since she started writing. Krystil grieves. Sometimes her mom, Edith writes. Edith's faith and reliance on Jesus is always prominent.

This coming weekend is very special for the Burneys because SFA University is having an event called "Goin' to Bat for Burney". Click the following link for more information.

Going to Bat For Burney

Krystil will get to throw out the first pitch at the baseball game, with her brother behind the plate. She'll dress out in her SFA softball uniform. Edith wrote this morning that she hopes her daughter has the strength to endure the day's activities.

I have been a bystander while Krystil has endured so many radiation treatments, chemo and a bone marrow transplant. She has a boyfriend named Jake, also on the baseball team. She maintains big plans for her future. I know her kind and loving brother is praying for her. I pray that her body holds up. Certainly, her irrepressible optimism will never fail her.

...The More Things Stay The Same...

Historically speaking, the media has a little history in needling America's real protectors:

"It appears we have appointed our worst generals to command forces, and our most gifted and brilliant to edit newspapers! In fact, I discovered by reading newspapers that these editor/geniuses plainly saw all my strategic defects from the start, yet failed to inform me until it was too late. Accordingly, I'm readily willing to yield my command to these obviously superior intellects, and I'll, in turn, do my best for the Cause by writing editorials - after the fact."

-General Robert E. Lee, 1863
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Junior's team, the Beaumont Gladiators are in Humble, Texas this weekend. This team is currently on a three-game losing streak. So, we'll see. Maddie hit a round-tripper last night. If things keep up, this blog is going to be renamed "Maddie's World" (You're just livin' in it.)

As Sure as the Sun Rises

Anyone who has read this blog for any length of time can be certain that I will crow on about every banner event that involves my kids. I'm just predictable that way. Folks can be counted on (sooner or later) to show their true colors.

Today marks the 4th Anniversary of the initial bombing of Baghdad by Allied Forces. Since that time, I've found that I'm not the only one who is just as predictable as the rising sun. The Editor/Founder of the USA Today has been just as predictable since Shock-And-Awe in slandering, misrepresenting and criticizing our President in time of war as I have been of myopic celebration of my children's activities. (By the way; the attached pic is Maddie "training" Spanky the seal at San Antonio's Sea World over Spring Break. Is she great or what?)

His name is Al Neuharth. He's a clever fellow, having created a national sports page that is just about essential to all business travelers during their morning visit to the privy.

Neuharth's act is getting so old. Every day of the last four years has begun with slanted slaps at our military efforts to quiet the volatile world of Radical Islam. Just today for example, Neuharth's headlines include "IRAQIS SEE HOPES DRAIN AWAY". He doesn't analyze what Iraqis hope for?(They hope America wins; they hope for personal freedom. How's that for journalistic even-handedness from USA Today?) In his editorials, he regularly stretches literary license, having joined Hillary Clinton in calling G. W. Bush our country's worst president. (Of course, I predictably disagree. During the War On Terror, I have seen Pres. Bush remain one of the few consistent politicians who has been true to his principles, while the left has changed position with every new opinion poll.)

The larger issue is "the battle for hearts and minds". As the world has gotten smaller due to technology, Radical Islam, Iran and the Taliban's continuous export of crazed and misled killers can only be emboldened by what they can see as a divided USA, no thanks to people like Neuharth. This sadly can only prolong the job and the danger for our brave men in uniform. During WWII, divisive propoganda such as those inflammatory headlines often seen in USA Today, Houston Chronicle, LA Times and the New York Times were considered treasonous.

This rant about Neuharth comes to you because of my disgust at his misguided body of work and its direct effect in hindering America's effort to quickly close the deal in Iraq. In the past, I've had a tendency to rant. Some folks are just predictable that way.
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My lovely wife, my great and adventurous neighbors and I staged a "Crawdad Boil" on Friday night. This involved a 20 gallon pot of boiling water and Cajun seasoning. Throw in 5 pounds of shucked corn, a bunch of garlic cloves, about two pounds of quartered onions and a mess of whole New Potatoes with the requisite 100 pounds of live crawfish. (Don't worry folks. The crawfish don't squeal in a frequency that you can hear.) We couldn't have pulled this together without our resident cook, Keith Holt. It has been said that Mr. Holt could take a work boot, cut it up and slow cook it to produce an sumptuous pot of chili.