Last Women Standing!- BG

Here at The Dome Factor one of the things we pride ourselves on, is our ability to reach out and lend a hand to those in need. That said, one of our loyal followers approached us and asked if we would help get his girlfriend Lisa, on the right, elected into the coveted last remaining spot for the Washington Wizards dance team. In return, if she was elected, all we asked for were C's and Pistons tickets when they play the Wiz at the Verizon Center. If things go really well there is a possibility of a night on the town with the whole dance team and Deshawn Stevenson, but negotiations are still in progress. So CLICK HERE and VOTE FOR LISA!

"And Vanessa Hudgens, who stared in a brave documentary about an all gay high school!" - Andy Samberg

A Hat Fit for a King!- BG

I know that are racing fanbase on this website is probably non-existent (Except for our fantasy NASCAR league, which I am currently dominating). Anyway, my father went to the Indy 500 last weekend and was sitting in Richard "The King" Petty's luxury palace for the race. He called it a "lifetime experience". Whether you like racing or not, going to the Indy 500 with a police escort to your seat would be pretty sweet....Talk about a sharp dressed man!

"Sticks and stones may break my bones, but I will kick you repeatedly in the balls!" - Brennan Huff

YES!

Oh, man. So close to a Magic upset.  Lovin' it.

There's Magic In The Air -TOMP

If there's one thing I've learned during the playoffs, it's that the more things change, the more they stay the same.  Sure, the Cavs ended up as the number 1 seed and breezed their way through the first two rounds, and made it 8-0 to the conference finals.  This is the same team it has been with the addition of a streaky shooter who's super shaky in the playoffs.  The way I see it, the lack of experience on Mo Williams' side combined with the absolute crap on the rest of the roster equals another early exit for The LeBrons.

It's still a one man show, you have to look at the respectively.  Lets go down the line:

• Mo Williams-So, he showed some potential early on in the season. Who cares? Its crunch time, bi-atch. Bottom line, you've been dryer than Connecticut on a Sunday.  Plus, huge cry baby. Remember the All-Star break?  MO WILLIAMS WANTS IN!!! PICK ME, PICK ME!!!!  Yeah, how'd that turn out? He was like the 7th reserve.  Douchebag.
• Daniel Gibson-Remember when this guy was nearly starting at point guard for the Cavs? What happened? Oh, yeah, he's only 6'1 and has the same shot selection as J.J. Reddick.  Another lost cause.
• Zydrunas Ilgauskas-A seven footer who averages 12 & 7.  Not bad, except he plays 35 minutes a game and plays defense like a Brad Miller/Miki Moore hybrid.
• Anderson Varejao-Remember Ilgauskas? Now imagine the exact opposite. Short, annoying, offensively inept and has a big head of hair.  I've seen kids from BC who are less obnoxious.
• Ben Wallace-he was good four years ago. He misses the other Wallace playing beside him. Remember how Larry Brown tried to turn him into an offensive threat? There's a reason they don't try that anymore.
• Sasha Pavlovic-Remember how you're paying this guy $5 million? He's averaging four points a game.  Will Bynum doubled that.
• Wally Szczerbiak-Remember all those T-Wolves teams with KG that could never get over the hump? Wally was starting. Who knew $14 million could buy you seven points in a basketball game?  I bet, the 'Make A Wish' Foundation doesn't call very often.

Look at those guys. There is no way this team is fit to $have a center with two pairs of shoulders.

Bottom line is the Magic have a good feel for the series and Cavs just aren't as good as you thought.  Here's looking forward to the Magic in the Finals. Woo-Wee!

"Breakfasts come and go, Rene, but Hartford, 'The Whale,' they only beat Vancouver once, maybe twice in a lifetime."

Well, There's Always Next Year -TOMP

Bad news. Boston got bitch slapped this weekend.  Ego took a severe blow.  Will they recover?  No telling till October, where hey, did you hear? World Series games will be starting 40 minutes earlier.

Whoop-ee!!! Yet, another reason to feel like I'm already 40.

Anyway, good time to keep your head up.  Two game 7s might have resulted in utter disappointment, but there's a another Number 7 on it tonight. No, not a single game, but an entire day.  A day that has felt like months.  Of course, it's the season 7 finale of 24.  America's bad ass love child.

Try not to frown, say anything to BG and get ready for the Lakers to sweep the LeBrons.

"In the anals of history people are going to be talking about three things: the discovery of fire, invention of the submarine, and the Flint, Michigan Mega Bowl."  -Jackie Moon

The Rush Is Over -TOMP

Well, bad news everybody.  After the greatest two month stint of the year, we have officially reached the baseball zone.  Stated as being America's Past Time, baseball ultimately proves that hitting a ball a third of the time, playing 150+ games and taking performance enhancing vitamins are all you really need to be successful in life.  I'm not sure what it is, but I really can't take this nonsense for 7 months of the year.

The summer is a great season, unless its a Tuesday night, you don't have a 3 month vacation and you have to deal with 2-3 guys trying to make small chat while they wait 45 seconds between pitches.  Baseball ultimately tests fans patience more than anything.  How is one supposed to get totally jacked up about a match up likes the Red Sox & Orioles in the middle of June when the game will probably mean nothing at the end.

I always hear people sandbagging the NBA because it doesn't look like the players are trying at all times during their 82 game season.  I just did some research, and baseball has double that number of games with half the total number of teams making the playoffs for that championship hunt.  It bewilders me to think that all of these teams play this many games during a season with little or no shot of even getting to the post season.  Oh, and it turns out baseball hasn't gotten with the times and thinks its jussssst fine not to have a salary cap.  This leads to a whopping number of 5 teams with an actual shot to win the "World" Series trophy, while the rest stumble around and work to get a minimal amount of fans into their small market stadium at 3 o'clock on a Wednesday. Did I mention that Bud Selig is the highest paid commissioner in all of sports? That's right, the guy who is in charge of the least competitive major league, with the most amount of games, fewest number of playoff teams and full of guys who take drugs to get an edge, is the HIGHEST paid leader in professional sports in America.  Did I mention that there's not a salary cap?

Hasn't all of the tradition really been lost at this point?  We've seen more records smashed in the last decade then in the previous 40 years. The performance ehancing drugs (while not really a huge deal in my mind, I mean, chicks dig the long ball, right?) have been shown to be evident across the majority of players from bench warmers to superstars.  When it gets to the point when you have to listen to Pete Rose's gibber jabber about how what's going on right now is worse than anything he ever did, you start to get tired of the whole ordeal.

I suppose its hard for me to buy into my own beliefs, as I'm not too into the sport itself. I can't imagine what fans are actually thinking. We hear about the occasional NFL player getting busted covering his urine tract, or juicin' it up, Lights Out style, but its never on the level like we keep seeing in the MLB.  I mean, this is full on cheating to the maximum degree, isn't it? 

I'm not even sure how to react. We've been trained for so long by the media on how to respond to different degrees of immoral action. If the the same number of guys were involved in point shaving, we'd be a lot more pissed off, right?  It would make sense to not compare these two happenings as in the prior scenario with the juice, everyone is still trying to the maximum extent of their ability (presumably).  When we see TO jaggin' off, we're supposed to be pissed. When Lance Armstrong is winning the Tour or trying to be set up for doping, we feel truly American and want to kick the shit out of the French even more. When Tom Brady pops up, bromance kicks in. It's natural at this point. We've been conditioned, maaaaaannnnn.

I need to stop watching all those 70s conspiracy flicks....

"You're Fucking Out. I'm Fucking In."

Baitin' the Hook, Tryin to Catch the Big One!- BG

Today The Dome Factor took another step towards the top. Upon reading this article by Luke DeCock (yes, that is Luke of Cock, but he was a good guy), I felt compelled to e-mail him and negate the impression that Boston College has anything to do with Boston fans. Below is the e-mail I sent and his response:

Luke,

First let me start off by saying, I am a Boston fan. Bs, Cs, Pats, and Sox. I actually agree with you, he shouldn't have called the fans "goobers". I don't even get it. But please don't make the mistake of thinking that anybody in Boston likes the Curly Haired Boyfriend a.k.a Dan Shaughnessy. His opinions are invalid and no athlete in this town will even talk to him. Although Boston fans can be insufferable, Dan Shaughnessy has nothing to do with it.

Lastly, please do not associate BC with Boston fans. The vast majority of Boston fans hate Boston College. We hate everything about the school. Any time another ACC team plays BC in any sport, no one roots for BC. So you can write columns about hating Boston fans, but don't bring BC into it. It doesn't hold water. Of course, you can write whatever you want, just wanted to pass some knowledge along.

-BG

His Response:

Of all the emails I've gotten from Boston fans, that is by far the most reasonable, thoughtful and to the point. You make a good point about BC in general, but in all the hubbub surrounding BC's move to the ACC, which did get some city-wide attention, there was none of this redneck business. It seems like it takes hockey to bring it out.

Thanks for the note,
-- Luke

Now the response was nothing big, but it was the first writer that I have e-mailed, that has gotten back to me. I know it's Raleigh, North Carolina, but I thought it was a small bite on the fishing pole of life. Write that down.

"Everytime you touch the ice remember, it was Hans who taught us to fly."- Gordon Bombay