Random Thoughts: Zimmerman Gets Shot, Brady Gets Popped, & Daniel Bryan is Out

 ♠ 3 Things That Are On My Mind ♠

The difference between stupidity and genius is that genius has its limits.
— Albert Einstein
LAKEWOOD, N.J. (JSC) — It’s that time once again. It’s time for me to get some things off of my chest. I do this every so often and there are three things that I have to give a couple of thoughts on. The theme for this brain dump is all things bad. Whether it’s the bad karma that Tom Brady is carrying around right now, the horribly bad breaks that one of my favorite professional wrestler keeps running into, or the all around bad karma that one of the world’s worst people continues to have following him around after he got away with murder. As always, these are my opinions and mine alone. Any objections that you may have, you can take up with the Law Offices of Sit & Spin. No need to drag out this intro. Let’s Go.

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Jay Scott Confidential & JSC Radio are looking for Sponsors

 ♠ Time to get this off the Ground ♠

Let it be known: I am a free agent. I do not have corporate sponsors. I don’t have no corporate backing. I don’t have no major distribution.
— T.I.
This is where JSC began in 2003.
This is where JSC began in 2003.

LAKEWOOD, N.J. (JSC) — I wrote my first true blog in the fall of 2003 when I was in Detroit. Yep. 12 years ago. It was on Xanga.com. I’m not quite sure if that site still exists or if it went the way of such extinct things as the Passenger Pigeon, Dodo Bird, Death Row Records, and MySpace. I just know that when I started blogging, I was about six months past my graduation from Michigan State and I was just looking for a way to express my damn opinions without the need of a filter. Over the last dozen years, I’ve managed to take the bloggage from Xanga, to MySpace in 2007, briefly to Facebook, before finally settling here on WordPress in 2009 when the site was in its infancy. The ill thing is that you can clearly see how I and this blog has evolved in just the last six years. Lord knows if I read some of the stuff I wrote in 2003, when I was 24 years old, what’s left of my hair would turn white. So let’s get to the point of this piece of business: I’m looking to grow this blog and the soon-to-premiere podcast, JSC Radio, and I’m looking for sponsors and ways to monetize this thing. I’m not asking for your “advice” nor am I asking for a hand out. Spare me your “Go get a side hustle” crap. I’m looking for people who own businesses who are looking to get themselves some exposure and grow them. We’re talking square biz to you right now. Let’s Go!

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#TBT on #JSC (May 16, 2013): FANtastic Voyage

Back In The Days When They Used to Really Ball… 

DETROIT (JSC) — Greetings people. It’s another Thursday and after a crazy week, I’m back at you guys with another edition of #TBTonJSC. After last week where I blogged about my love for 80s TV Theme Songs — I still can’t get The Greatest American Hero out of my head — I’m staying in the 80s with this week’s check in. In the midst of shuttling through the various 80s themed gems I found myself cycling through old NBA Games and Intros from the 70s and 80s. For the youngsters out there, for most of the 1970s all the way through the 80s and ending in 1990, the NBA was on CBS. All of the great moments of the greatest decade in NBA history were on the Eyeball Network. It wasn’t flashy. It wasn’t grandiose. It was just great basketball. With the NBA Playoffs at full peak, I think it’s appropriate to show love to the home of the NBA during my Childhood. You know, back when it was FANtastic. Let’s Go. Continue reading #TBT on #JSC (May 16, 2013): FANtastic Voyage

Fair & Imbalanced: Why Journalism is Being Held Hostage…

♣ Apparently Getting It Right isn’t what sells these days…♣

In Journalism, there has always been a tension between getting it first and getting it right.

— Ellen Goodman, 1980 Pulitzer Prize winner for Commentary

SOUTHFIELD, Mich. — In the Fall of 1980, an incredible piece of writing hit the front page of the Washington Post. The story was so incredible that it held the city and country on the edge of its seat. It was a piece called Jimmy’s World. It was written by Janet Cooke, an extremely talented Black writer who spoke multiple languages and went to some of the best schools in the world. The story was about an eight-year-old boy in Washington, D.C. who was a heroin addict, often shot full of smack by his mother’s live-in boyfriend. The boy was a product of a rape. In the aftermath of the story being published, people in DC were aghast and outraged. Dr. Alyce Gullattee, who was the director of the Institute of Substance Abuse at Howard, claimed to know the boy and his family. DC Mayor Marion Barry claimed that the city knew Jimmy’s identity (irony abounds on that one). The story was so riveting that it was nominated for the Pulitzer Prize. On April 13, 1981, Cooke won the Pulitzer. On April 15, 1981, she admitted she made the entire damn thing up. From start to finish, it was all a lie, from the boy, to the family, to the name. Hell, she even lied about speaking multiple foreign languages, and attending Vassar and the Sorbonne. She gave back her Pulitzer and was forced to resign from the Post (Then-Executive Editor Ben Bradlee wrote in his book “I can’t explain now why I let her resign rather than fire her on the spot for the grossest of negligence”). She became a pariah in the industry, never to be heard from again. No paper would ever think of hiring her. That was 1981. In 2010, she’d have been given her own blog and one hour special on Fox News. Let’s Go.
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West Coast Pop: Observations from NABJ 2010

♦ The Things We Do For Our Dreams…♦

Success means having the courage, the determination, and the will to become the person you believe you were meant to be

—George Sheehan

SAN DIEGO (JSC) — I have spent the better part of the last seven years of my life trying to figure out who I am, what I want to do, and where I’m headed. I turn 31 in less than six weeks, and I have held all of two jobs that paid me more than $8.50 an hour and only one of them offered me any kind of benefits. I have lived most of the last 11 years with a hideous sense of regret that I may have, for lack of a gentler term, fucked up my one legit shot at building a great career when I bailed out of Journalism because I thought my shit smelled like spring daises and cinnamon and refused to take the criticism of my journalism instructor at Michigan State in 1999. I have felt like I basically have been playing catch up ever since that day I angrily stormed out of that classroom. Those who know me, know my struggle and how this has eaten away at me. Well, over the last two years I have been doing a ton of catching up and this week has seen the most forward movement I have made as a journalist since 1996. As you see from the Dateline, I am checking in from the left coast. San Diego. The home of beaches, the Chargers, Rey Mysterio Jr., and Jayo Felony. Let’s Go.

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Growing Pains: Words of Wisdom from a Veteran Grown-Up

♦ 30 is NOT the “New 20”. It’s The “New 35″…♦

“Maturity is a High Price to pay for Growing Up”

— Sir Tom Stoppard, British Playwright.

Before I get rolling on this, I apologize for going nearly three full months w/out updating this thing. I have been bombarded with so many things that this blog somehow got lost in the shuffle, which is completely unacceptable. So for you, what few consistent readers of this blog that I actually have, I greatly apologize and Welcome back.

Well, now that I got that shit out of the way, let’s get down to business.

DETROIT — It is June 10th, which means college graduations have already gone down and high school graduates are springing up left and right. First and foremost, Congratulations to all the new High School and College grads, with a special shout going to all the new Alumni of Renaissance High School, Michigan State University, and Wayne State University (BTW: “Alumni” is plural. “Alumnus” is the singular form) . This means there are a lot of new people entering an entirely new world, especially if you are from Detroit because about 75% of you HS grads probably have never been outside of Detroit for more than 5 days at a time. As much as my family traveled during my childhood, including: New York, Miami (3 times), Orlando (twice), Tampa (Busch Gardens), Los Angeles, San Francisco, Oakland, Atlanta (twice), Philly, and Nashville, I never really got to know any place other than Detroit. So when I hit Michigan State’s campus for the first time as a student on August 28, 1997, it was a legit culture shock to me. Bluntly stated: I wasn’t used to being around THAT many White people. That was just the start of my growth, and today, I am hear to impart my wisdom of 30+ years of living on you youngsters. Let’s Go.
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Mind Games: How Mental Illness in Sports is No Laughing Matter…

Being “Crazy” isn’t all it’s cracked up to be…

“Insane people are always sure that they are fine. It is only the sane people who are willing to admit that they are crazy.”

— Nora Ephron

Editor’s Note: I originally started this blog on September 29, 2009, but got sidetracked by life and never got around to finishing it.

SOUTHFIELD, Mich. — To be a professional athlete, you have to be a special. Physical gifts, mental toughness, strong will, and a competitive fire are all key to success. And, well, you also have to be a little crazy. You have the zany old-school craziness of late Detroit Tigers pitcher Mark “The Bird” Fidrych talking to the ball, and grooming the mound. You have the outlandish behavior of Hall of Famer Rickey Henderson, who declared himself the “greatest of all time” when he broke Lou Brock’s stolen base record (with Brock standing next to him), slid into home plate after hitting a home run for his 3,000th career hit, and often spoke in the third person.  You have the nuttiness of former Boston Red Sox pitcher Bill “Spaceman” Lee who amongst other wackiness claimed that his marijuana use made him impervious to bus fumes while jogging to Fenway Park. o_O This type of eccentric behavior behavior is good for a laugh, doesn’t really hurt anybody, and actually adds to the appeal and charm of a player. That’s not what I’m here to talk about. This blog deals with the not-so-sunny side of nutty that goes either unnoticed in pro sports or, worse, is ridiculed by those who don’t understand it.

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