Hello world!

Hello all, and thanks for visiting my sports blog.  Actually, I intend for this to be a sports blog, but I know along the way I will feel compelled to comment on other things going on around the world, but for now, I’ll try to stay on topic.  

After all, there’s so much to discuss!  I wasn’t even going to start this blog in the first place, not even after the Cowboys signed a guy who’d been practicing his defensive moves while trying to avoid being arrested for the 7th time… not even after rumors of Michael Vick possibly being reinstated made every dog owner in the country go out and buy a security fence… and JESUS, not even after Plaxico Burress decided to show everyone that carrying a gun is awesome for protecting oneself while out at a nightclub, especially while defending oneself from one’s own leg.  

But then, God blessed me with Joe Sakic, who, after recently coming off the DL, proceeded to injure himself using a self-powered snowblower by putting “his hand where he should not have put it.”  Hmm.  Like in the part that blows the snow?  

Sigh.  So after reading about that, I had to start this blog.  Above all, it’s going to be sports from a woman’s perspective, since, like, I’m a woman.  Wait, don’t go!  Seriously, I watch a lot of sports and I have lots to say and it shouldn’t matter that I don’t have a penis.  Don’t judge!  Just read.   I’ll be discussing athletes doing moronic things, and also teams and coaches doing moronic things, with little happy dances here and there if my favorite teams happen to avoid doing either of those previously mentioned things.  I’ll also talk about trades and performance, and just about sports in general.  Football and baseball will be the two most talked about sports, only because I know the most about those two, but since this blog started because of a hockey player’s brilliant tangle with a snowblower, I will make room for hockey, too.  I’m sure basketball will find its way in here as well, since there are plenty of moronic basketball players.  

Now, lest you think I’m being judgmental, I probably am.  But really, people who make exorbitant amounts of money and then do stupid things are just hypnotic to me.  I can’t help it.  As for the name of the blog, in football, which is played with 11 men on the field, the sports fans are often referred to as the “12th man,” since cheering loudly and throwing trash on the field can help the home team.  I decided I’d be the “12th woman.”  

So have a look around and tell me what you think!  The banner at the top is the Presidents Run that the Washington Nationals do at every game.  It’s the Nat’ls equivalent of the car race, or follow-the-ball-under-the-cap thing that most stadiums put up on the big screen between innings.  The Natties are my 2nd baseball team (behind the Dodgers), and the Presidential Run is there so the fans can temporarily forget about the game their team is probably losing.  Plus it’s hilarious.  

Wow, and just as I finish this post, John Daly has reportedly smashed a paparazzi’s camera because the photographer took a picture while Daly was sucking on the green more than usual.  I’ve seen lots of players get pissed at cameras going off while they’re playing, and I’d probably be pretty irritated if someone had their camera in my face while I was golfing horribly.  But please.  You don’t react by smashing cameras unless you’re Kanye West.  

Looks like I’ll have to make room on here for golf, too!

Peace!