6 days vs 3 days

[vogue65]

Just curious, Vogue what is your athletic background? Did you play sports as a young man or even as an adolescent? Or are the claims regarding recovery time purely hypothetical?

I know you've mentioned your feelings that any contact sport is barbaric and should be outlawed so I am just curious if you ever played a real high intensity sport.

Not any and all contact sports.
My concern is head injury and concussions.
Therefore, football, hockey, boxing and lacrosse would be my targets. 
A brain is a terrible thing to lose.

BTW, I had season tickets to the Packers when they played four games in Milwaukee.
I know, it was a very different world.

[Galway Eagle]

Interesting question.
What am I doing, pledging a fraternity?
H.S. football, linebacker, second string.
Marquette, right guard, university intramural football team.  We were the all university champions in '64.  More black and blues from that than h.s. football.
USMC, OCS, 10 weeks, brain dead from all the forced marches, running, walls, ropes, and stretching.  Ended up with mononeuclious.  Did two years enlisted.
Basketball, can't even dribble.
Golf, at 50 I carried 14, at sixty I pulled 14, at 70 I started to ride, at 77 I hope to carry 6 or ride as usual.
Do you want my height, weight, and blood pressure? 
I have 4 diseases, non of which my wife thinks is a real disease, and she is a retired dentist.
Afib, Hypothyriodism, controled high blood pressure and my new one PMR, polymylagia rumatica.
I'm not sure what this has to do with our warriors having tired legs and sometimes collapsing in the second half of games.

On a serious medical "trolling" note, we have an apartment in Bergamo Italy and every day we get bad Covid news from our friends in Italy.  This pandemic is really bad and all the denial, distraction, and Covid fatigue doesn't help.   Our sports fan discussions however do help a little.

Well that's a major overly defense response. I was just curious if you hadn't don't anything other than say golf and tennis in your life, an explanation for why you'd say a bunch of late teens early 20s young men are gassed.

[vogue65]

Well that's a major overly defense response. I was just curious if you hadn't don't anything other than say golf and tennis in your life, an explanation for why you'd say a bunch of late teens early 20s young men are gassed.

Yes, one of my tendencies, to be defensive, you might even say overly defensive.
Hope you weren't offended, I call it honesty or transparency, with a touch of humor.  I have nothing to hide and nothing to brag about.

My life experience does not help me understand my perception that our team runs out of gas at the end of games.  Is it conditioning, muscle mass, being intimidated, lack of sleep, frustration, dehydration, what is it?

BTW, did you know that 90% of government workers are introverts?
Probably similar for engineers, dentists, scientists and Marquette graduates.

[hairy worthen]

Not any and all contact sports.
My concern is head injury and concussions.
Therefore, football, hockey, boxing and lacrosse would be my targets. 
A brain is a terrible thing to lose.

BTW, I had season tickets to the Packers when they played four games in Milwaukee.
I know, it was a very different world.

Youth and high school soccer have one of the highest concussion rates especially in girls. Wrestling and cheerleading are up there also. Many other sports have possibility of concussion including basketball, la crosse, rugby. Where do you draw the line? There is inherent risk to some degree in everything. Maybe we should all be wrapped in bubble wrap and locked in our houses.

[vogue65]

Youth and high school soccer have one of the highest concussion rates especially in girls. Wrestling and cheerleading are up there also. Many other sports have possibility of concussion including basketball, la crosse, rugby. Where do you draw the line? There is inherent risk to some degree in everything. Maybe we should all be wrapped in bubble wrap and locked in our houses.

Great philosophy for a high risk culture.  It was needed when we had a warrior mentality and needed millions of willing cannon fodder soldiers.  However, the world has changed.

My comments do not draw any line, I just propose we address the low hanging fruit..

We as a people have addressed boxing, and even the NFL has reduced the violence.  College basketall has reduced peril with rules inforcement like charging calls.

Yes, there is risk in being a human and people have freedom to take risk.  It comes down to risk tolerance, the list of high risk behavior is very long.  Small planes, sky diving, skiing, horse back riding, polo, deep diving, auto racing, and ballooning (the kinds of recreation some of my neighbors enjoy).

As they say, whatever floats your boat.

[4everwarriors]

Knot 'nough 5 stars on da teem, den, hey?

[Lennys Tap]

If there's one guy here I'm not putting on ignore it's Vogue. His posts always amuse me and the responses are even better.

+1000

In the words of Elvis Costello - "I used to be disgusted, but now I try to be amused".

His stream of consciousness goes off on wild tangents and he doesn't let logic interfere with his proclamations. But he's clever, funny and harmless. I have a good friend like him who disagrees with people and posits oddball opinions just to spark conversation. And every once in a while, he nails something perfectly. Vogue reminds me of that guy. I look forward to his posts.

[vogue65]

Now we face Providence next Tuesday with 6 days of rest.
Providence will come in with one day's rest.

I know that we can't draw any scientifically based conclusions, BUT it is 6 days rest vs. 1 day.
What goes around comes around, we shall see what we shall see.

It's not stream if consciousness, it is economic use of words.  Some people go on, and on, and on, and on.  After making a point, go to the next idea and paragraph.

Like this, it's easy.

[Lennys Tap]

Now we face Providence next Tuesday with 6 days of rest.
Providence will come in with one day's rest.

I know that we can't draw any scientifically based conclusions, BUT it is 6 days rest vs. 1 day.
What goes around comes around, we shall see what we shall see.

With 6 days of rest vs our 3, UCONN outscored our tired legs by 29 points over the final 15 minutes.

I guess with 6 days of rest to Providence's 1, we should be able to outscore their 3x as tired legs by 87 points over the final 15 minutes.

I'll take the under.

[vogue65]

With 6 days of rest vs our 3, UCONN outscored our tired legs by 29 points over the final 15 minutes.

I guess with 6 days of rest to Providence's 1, we should be able to outscore their 3x as tired legs by 87 points over the final 15 minutes.

I'll take the under.

Very funny, admirable original analysis.  Providence is bigger, stronger, and more experienced than our team.  A handicap will help us, if we win, I'll take it. 

[ZiggysFryBoy]

Just curious, Vogue what is your athletic background? Did you play sports as a young man or even as an adolescent? Or are the claims regarding recovery time purely hypothetical?

I know you've mentioned your feelings that any contact sport is barbaric and should be outlawed so I am just curious if you ever played a real high intensity sport.

"I played the game when it was pure back in nineteen hundred and fifty two.  An entire team of men would assemble as gentlemen friends on the court and we would strap our legs together with crude leather harnesses.  We'd sing hymns and twirl in circles for hours on end.  Our skin would shine like freshly pressed mayonnaise.  Oh how it would shine!  32 hours later, we would allow God to place an image of the sacred hoop into our minds and we would slowly shuffle up and down the court in unison.  Whosoever had the ball, which was, in those days, a hefty head of lettuce, in his hands, would politely deposit the ball into the rim and we would all have to shout, THANK YOU UNCLE SAM!  We'd then genuflect in the direction of our parents and shed one tear.  The game would go on like this until the good Lord decided who won.

I can barely follow the action of today's games.  Fierce men with last names that look like car crashes punishing the Lord our God's rim with hands so large they could pluck the sun from the sky.  I mourn for our future, where there will be no polite layups of lettuce balls slurping off of the clammy hands of mayonnaise-skinned gentlemen friends.  Only thunderdunks and caustic sweat.  What a world."

-vogue65

[TAMU, Knower of Ball]

Im not sure if vogue's take on tired legs is better or worse than his social media is a fad take

[Lennys Tap]

"I played the game when it was pure back in nineteen hundred and fifty two.  An entire team of men would assemble as gentlemen friends on the court and we would strap our legs together with crude leather harnesses.  We'd sing hymns and twirl in circles for hours on end.  Our skin would shine like freshly pressed mayonnaise.  Oh how it would shine!  32 hours later, we would allow God to place an image of the sacred hoop into our minds and we would slowly shuffle up and down the court in unison.  Whosoever had the ball, which was, in those days, a hefty head of lettuce, in his hands, would politely deposit the ball into the rim and we would all have to shout, THANK YOU UNCLE SAM!  We'd then genuflect in the direction of our parents and shed one tear.  The game would go on like this until the good Lord decided who won.

I can barely follow the action of today's games.  Fierce men with last names that look like car crashes punishing the Lord our God's rim with hands so large they could pluck the sun from the sky.  I mourn for our future, where there will be no polite layups of lettuce balls slurping off of the clammy hands of mayonnaise-skinned gentlemen friends.  Only thunderdunks and caustic sweat.  What a world."

-vogue65

Prose so good it's almost poetry!

[GooooMarquette]

"I played the game when it was pure back in nineteen hundred and fifty two.  An entire team of men would assemble as gentlemen friends on the court and we would strap our legs together with crude leather harnesses.  We'd sing hymns and twirl in circles for hours on end.  Our skin would shine like freshly pressed mayonnaise.  Oh how it would shine!  32 hours later, we would allow God to place an image of the sacred hoop into our minds and we would slowly shuffle up and down the court in unison.  Whosoever had the ball, which was, in those days, a hefty head of lettuce, in his hands, would politely deposit the ball into the rim and we would all have to shout, THANK YOU UNCLE SAM!  We'd then genuflect in the direction of our parents and shed one tear.  The game would go on like this until the good Lord decided who won.

I can barely follow the action of today's games.  Fierce men with last names that look like car crashes punishing the Lord our God's rim with hands so large they could pluck the sun from the sky.  I mourn for our future, where there will be no polite layups of lettuce balls slurping off of the clammy hands of mayonnaise-skinned gentlemen friends.  Only thunderdunks and caustic sweat.  What a world."

-vogue65

That is pretty freakin' funny, Zig!

I will also add myself to the list of people who were frustrated by vogue for a while, but now enjoy his posts. Always interesting, to say the least....

[hairy worthen]

"I played the game when it was pure back in nineteen hundred and fifty two.  An entire team of men would assemble as gentlemen friends on the court and we would strap our legs together with crude leather harnesses.  We'd sing hymns and twirl in circles for hours on end.  Our skin would shine like freshly pressed mayonnaise.  Oh how it would shine!  32 hours later, we would allow God to place an image of the sacred hoop into our minds and we would slowly shuffle up and down the court in unison.  Whosoever had the ball, which was, in those days, a hefty head of lettuce, in his hands, would politely deposit the ball into the rim and we would all have to shout, THANK YOU UNCLE SAM!  We'd then genuflect in the direction of our parents and shed one tear.  The game would go on like this until the good Lord decided who won.

I can barely follow the action of today's games.  Fierce men with last names that look like car crashes punishing the Lord our God's rim with hands so large they could pluck the sun from the sky.  I mourn for our future, where there will be no polite layups of lettuce balls slurping off of the clammy hands of mayonnaise-skinned gentlemen friends.  Only thunderdunks and caustic sweat.  What a world."

-vogue65

I nominate for post of the year, (so far)

[GooooMarquette]

I nominate for post of the year, (so far)

So...the post of the past 6 days + 3 days? 

[hairy worthen]

So...the post of the past 6 days + 3 days? 

Yes,  ha.  but it's a high bar. Beautiful prose, brought a tear to my eye.

[ZiggysFryBoy]

Stolen from the deadspin comments section from many years ago.  Not my original work,  though the original author is on par with ZFB for wit and witticism.

Yet, so perfect for vogue65.