38 & Looking Great :) Happy Birthday, Derek Jeter!

Hi readers! How have you all been enjoying the wonderful month of June thus far? If you live on the East Coast, you've survived the Summer Solstice & subsequent heatwave it brought and you're probably wishing for this month to end so we can get to July and celebrate Independence Day. Ok, who am I kidding, many of you are waiting for the 4th of July to celebrate a day off from employment. Frankly, I'm not mad at your reasons but, if you are rushing this month, STOP! The month of June can't end yet because it's a special day today that fills my heart with an indescribable amount of joy. If you know me, then you know why I'm writing this. Still need a hint? If so, just read the caps.....

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEREK JETER! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEREK JETER! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEREK JETER! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEREK JETER! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEREK JETER! HAPPY BIRTH....ok, you catch my drift. I'll stop now.

The captain of the New York Yankees turned 38 today and he doesn't look a day over 30. When I turn 38, I want the same smooth skin & lack of frown lines & wrinkles Jeter possesses. My love and admiration for Derek cannot be summed up in this one post so as I celebrate with him at Yankee Stadium later on today, I'll leave a little something for the ladies. Men, I know you like him too but this one is for us gals:

Hope you enjoyed that :)

XOXO,

Whitney

Congratulations MIA & LBJ!

Hello readers. As usual, it's been a while since I've last written a post. Life doesn't always provide a moment of solace and calm to allow me to write so I have to pick and choose my times. Tonight is more than fitting for me to write because after insurmountable chatter, banter, HEATED *wink wink* arguments, jewelry jokes, bitter open letters to a certain player....you guys see where I'm going with this... I can proudly write in all caps that LEBRON RAYMONE JAMES & THE MIAMI HEAT ARE THE 2012 NBA CHAMPIONS! Let me repeat that again for those who still don't believe me, LEBRON RAYMONE JAMES & THE MIAMI HEAT ARE THE 2012 NBA CHAMPIONS! I think there's only one thing to do at a time like this:



Can you guys believe it? I mean, really, LeBron James can join the ranks of great men who wear great jewels, sapphires, rubies, and diamonds to be exact, and say that he is a champion? Yes, yes he can. The Miami Heat showed great experience and talent in Game 5 as they won 121- 106.  The Oklahoma City Thunder who have not super but celestial stars such as Kevin Durant & Russell Westbrook  were present for this series but didn't show up and show out. For as lackluster as their playing may have been, no one can deny that these young men are serious threats/competition. Their youth, energy, and never-say-die attitude will certainly carry them far in this sport which many are saying is lacking the aforementioned qualities. I am not a Heat fan and certainly will not pretend to be but that doesn't mean I can't dedicate a post to them and their hard work.

Once again, congratulations Miami! Congratulations to the fans who have watched day in and day out. Also, heads up Miami, since you'll be probably be celebrating at King of Diamonds or LIV, make sure you have funds for a rainy day. Ok, now go and have a ball!

XOXO,
Whitney

Nothing Compares To Your First Time :)

Hello readers. It's been quite some time since I've shown you and this blog some love and I'm sorry for that. Things have been very busy on this end and while I've been watching sports, I haven't found something that has stirred me to write, that all changed tonight. The New York Mets, that's right, the New York Mets have done something that HAS NEVER BEEN DONE IN TEAM HISTORY! See those caps, you can tell I mean business. Johan Santana has thrown the first ever Mets no-hitter against the St. Louis Cardinals for an 8-0 victory. Since the Mets were established as a team in 1962, they've always come close to a no-hitter but no cigar. As a fan of baseball, I am proud to write this post honoring them and their accomplishment.

Congratulations Mets, this may very well be the start of bigger and better things for 2012. As Mets fans far and wide celebrate this momentous feat, I wonder just how they'll be celebrating: binge drinking? running wildly through the streets? possible nudity? It may be all of the above but hopefully it looks a little something like this:



XOXO,
Whitney

Mariano's My Friend So I Hate It Had To Be Him

Hello readers. The tone of this post will be quite sad so if you're not in the mood to shed some tears, then I suggest you bypass this post. If you're quite the inquisitor and you're dying to know what I'm writing about then my all means plop yourself down in a chair and commence reading. Tonight the Yankees played the Kansas City Royals and the Yankee outing was simply lackluster. It's May 4th and the Yanks aren't really shining like many of us had expected. We're not the diamonds that get fitted into rings that sit in Harry Winston window displays. We're starting to look like cubic zirconia. It's cheap and a poor imitation of quality. Wow, even writing that sounds a little harsh but it's how I feel. I know my team will find its footing and once they do, things will align perfectly and the increasing panic will subside. Now, the game isn't the reason why I'm blogging tonight. I'm sad to report that THE great Mariano Rivera has suffered a torn ACL in his right knee. May the heavens give me strength to continue.

During the team's batting practice earlier in the day, Mariano twisted his knee and as he fell down to the ground holding it and grimacing, we all prayed that only swelling would follow. Well readers, when it rains, it pours and manager Joe Girardi delivered the news that made all of us collapse on the floor. Chicago Bulls phenom Derrick Rose recently suffered a torn ACL but, D Rose is 23, his body is young and with extensive physical therapy, he will heal. Mariano is 42 and with the buzz surrounding retirement rumors, this just only makes the situation foggier. I can't speculate or say what will happen but I will say that my heart is heavy and as I continue to read the solemn tweets and reactions from fans all around the world, I'll continue to calm my nerves and think happy thoughts while routinely monitoring updates.

Mo, I have always and will continue to be your loyal "ride or die" chick and I'm sending nothing but well wishes and prayers.

XOXO,
Whitney

I'll Wait 100 Years For Redemption

Hello readers! It's been a couple of weeks since I've written you all and with baseball season in full effect, it's high time my fingers awake from their slumber. If you're a die hard baseball fan like myself, everyday is a glorious day for playing but today was a little special. 100 years ago, on this exact date, Fenway Park opened and Red Sox fans had a place of beauty to call their own. It's been a tumultuous 100 years of existence that has seen heartache like no other.  I've seen break ups and divorce less depressing than Red Sox history. But, today wasn't the day to reflect on that because everyone was tuned in to the celebration. Let's do a brief recap.

Before the Red Sox were set to play the NY Highlanders, oh yeah, the Yankees were known as the Highlanders from 1903 - 1912, the organization wanted to salute past Sox players for their contributions and achievements. From Bill Buckner to Carlton Fisk to Terry Francona to Caroline Kennedy throwing out the first pitch, I must give credit where credit is due and with that, I have to say the Red Sox held a fitting tribute to the team. Although, there was a moment where Kevin Millar and Pedro Martinez epitomized pure "ratchetness" by pouring champagne on fans but that's a different animal. In essence, it happened and we all let it happen.

Moving on, the Highlanders, or Yankees, were geared up and ready to go. Ivan Nova seemed to be on the ball and our hitters made great contact. The big bang from our hitters came in the form of solo home runs. Eric Chavez hit two, Swish hit one, Alex demolished one, and even Russell Martin managed to join the party. The Highlanders went on to win 6- 2 and want to know what's so special about that win? 100 years ago, the Red Sox beat the Highlanders 7 - 6 for the first game ever played at Fenway. Now, 100 years later, the Highlanders got their payback on what was supposed to be a day filled with joy and victory for the Sox. Looks like things can't always be perfect in Boston.

XOXO,
Whitney

This Is SportsCenter...Scratch That...This Is Cute :)

Hey readers, it's been a while since my last post. I was still a little jaded with March Madness and all of its happenings and now that everyone has settled down, it's time for baseball season. I want to kick things off with a little video from one of my favorite Yankees players Robinson Cano. When I take the time out to  debut a new video like I've done for Willow Smith & Beyonce, that means you've done something right in my book. Here is his ESPN "This Is SportsCenter" commercial and I don't know about you guys but I will be attacking the replay button like crazy. Enjoy!




XOXO,
Whitney

The Perils of Being A Devil

Hello readers. It's March and you know what that means, it's March Madness. Ah yes, March Madness, that time of year when die hard college basketball fans and bracket enthusiasts lose hair as they root for their team. I can speak for myself when I say that if I were to comb my hair, there would be clumps that would be on comb as I root for my beloved Duke Blue Devils to win yet another national title. Tonight, the Blue Devils played against LeHigh and sadly, yes very sadly, they lost against LeHigh. Frankly, I do not care to finish their school's name.

My Blue Devils looked shaky coming out of the gate and I knew then that things would not bode well for them. LeHigh on the other hand, came out of the gate swinging. They had nothing to lose and yet played like defending champions. I couldn't believe my eyes and couldn't begin to wrap my head around what was happening. I had to and quickly because not a single care was given to Duke and their accomplishments. Back and forth and back and forth the match went and after the close of the 1st half, Duke led 30 - 28. I thought maybe, just maybe, my school had found its form. I'll briefly run through the 2nd half.

The 2nd half was upon us and there was no slowing this team down. All the clapping and cheering in the world couldn't buy Duke a vowel and LeHigh was out for blood. I'll save you all the trouble and just get to it, #15 seed LeHigh beat #2 Duke 75 -70 and has advanced to the next round. My heart is heavy and I want to crawl under a rock and hide but after all the heckling and nonsense I tweeted, I must give credit where credit is due. Therefore, congratulations LeHigh. You guys played tough and kept steadfast.

Now readers, don't get it twisted, I'm still a tad bit angry but at the end of the day, it's just a game, and just a team. I will always bleed Duke blue and it's on the next one & on to baseball season.

XOXO,
Whitney