The Strawberry Scented Fantasy Football League

Oh boy, oh boy…Ladies and gentlemen the talking of proverbial “smack” has begun!

From all corners of the world and from all realms of existence people are coming out of the woodwork to tell me about how they would destroy me in some Fantasy Football.

From emails, texts, DM’s, Snaps, even by assault with deadly Facebook-account I am being attacked in preparation for this seasons antics. Well all I can say my good friends is that I hope you are prepared in the most proper way possible. I am coming out in the most tip top Shane Falco form of competition and there is no Coach McGinty to hold me back from my quest to reign supreme. I welcome all sorts of competition, Sports Guru’s, Auto Drafters, Former FF Champions, Waiver Wire Surfers, I don’t care!

I’ll be starting my very own Strawberry Scented Fantasy Football League In the next day or so with plans of bringing the respective internet friends and family along with a live draft. Friendships will be broken, tortilla chips will be consumed, wide screen high definition broadcasts will be watched, and an epic live draft will take place.

SSB vs. Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu. @RenzoGracieBJJ, this one’s for you.


BADBOY BJJ Gi. Oh, it’s on now.

I spoke to Coach Shannon this morning during my workout, and he told me to come to the noon BJJ class this Thursday.  So there you have it.  My Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu journey begins.

I haven’t done any grappling martial arts since my college days in the Southwestern College Judo club.  I’m really excited and a little nervous about learning this art, but hey, I’ve gotta make the most of the opportunities that I have, right?

What’s my motivation for doing all of this?  For me, I simply want to learn as much as I can.  The world of Martial Arts has always fascinated me, even from the days of my youth.  And it’s fun.



As some of you already know, I’m in the middle of getting back into Muay Thai/MMA.  Since I’ve been out for about a year, I needed a little help getting back into the swing of things.  When I first rejoined, I decided to take a Muay Thai ALL LEVELS class at my gym…and I got my butt handed to me.  HARD.  Not only was I rusty, my body just couldn’t move as fast as it once did.  That and I had weighed in at 195 lbs.

Since then, I’ve made adjustments to my diet.  Not only am I trying to eat smaller meals more frequently, I’m also trying to adjust my protein intake. I’m also trying to get the proper amount of sleep. I’ve got some isolated whey protein mixes which I’ve been drinking.  I also decided to give something different a try, for once.

It tastes like really clean gatorade!

It tastes like really clean gatorade!

Yep.  I’ve started taking MusclePharm’s “Assault” pre-performance amplifier.  It’s got a mix of vitamins, creatine, and a bunch of proteins in a proprietary blend that’s supposed to act as an energy booster/fat burner/muscle builder.  The directions are simple.  1/2 scoop of this stuff in cold water 20-30 minutes before a workout.  Like my caption says, it tastes like really clean gatorade.

I managed to find the nutritional information for this powder as well:

I love how they put their proprietary blend in its own section.

I love how they put their proprietary blend in its own section.

So the million dollar question on everybody’s mind is, “does it work”?  That’s exactly what I’m going to find out.  I’ve started taking this stuff before my workouts, so we’ll see how my body turns out at the end of this “experiment”.  Right now, I can say that it does help during my workouts, which are pretty damn intense already.

And I weighed in at 191.5 lbs. this morning.  Yay me.

The Turbine From Hell spins in heaven.

RIP, Ramon.  Gone too soon.

RIP, Ramon. Gone too soon.















Ramon Dekkers, you were an inspiration to many.  Especially me.  When I first started Muay Thai a few years ago, I really didn’t have any references, as I had been watching K-1 fights.  Charlie showed me this highlight reel when I first started training.

Holy fuck this shit was intense.  It inspired me to keep training, no matter how many times I was knocked to the canvas (which was pretty damn often).

Your accomplishments were many, and they’re only overshadowed by the influence you had on so many of us farang nak muay.  I, and so many others like us can never express how grateful we are to have you as a hero, a guide, and an inspiration.  Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Well, I can only hope that they’ve got enough heavy bags in heaven.  Maybe your turbine can spin there too.  I’m sure it can.  And even if it can’t, I’m sure you’d spin it anyway.

Farewell for now, Ramon.  We’ll keep training and fighting on in your place.  That much I can promise you.

Girlfriends and Football

                                                                                                 RG3 has some anime fans…

Football season is here!!!, which means it’s time for me to get religious on Sundays. Let me go ahead and drop some knowledge on you ladies out on the blogosphere…Let me be VERY clear: Root against your mans team and consider us done. We’ll call you in the off-season.

To me, there is no bigger slap in the face than when a woman purposely roots against a man’s team. I’m perfectly fine with a woman having a team of her own, if she’s rooted for the team her whole life. But if she’s the type of woman who never really paid attention to my three favorite sports (football, basketball, and baseball), and never had a team, then she needs to be on my side.

Now, I have heard some women say it’s fun to root against their man’s team because if his team is losing they think it’s sexy when he gets all angry.

It isn’t.

Let’s say I’m watching a movie with my woman about a man in love with two women, one named Jung Soo-yeon, the other named Stephanie Mi Young Hwang, and my woman is pulling for Jung Soo-yeon, wouldn’t I be an asshole if I was rooting for Stephanie? Even if I thought Stephanie was WAAAAAAY better, out of respect for my lady, I would still root for Jung because I’m no dummy.

Consider this your warning, ladies: Men want our women to root for the team we’re rooting for. Period. And if you don’t, it’s over…At least until the off-season.

First Fantasy Football season….and it looks like I’m in a strange situation.


I consider myself to be pretty damn lucky.  I’m one of those otaku that tread the fine line between being an otaku while maintaining a somewhat normal social life.  Believe me, it’s pretty damn hard to pull that off sometimes.  One one hand, you’ll have a night like this where we all just ate chips, pizza and wings while we talked shit about each other’s picks.  On the other hand you might have a night where you spend it alone gaming for an 8-hour session.   The key is balance, and keeping an open mind.

It was a pretty chill night, though my picks apparently leave something to be desired.


My first Fantasy Football season begins tomorrow…

Any ideas on who I should be picking for my draft tomorrow?  This is my first Fantasy Football season…and the last time I thought seriously about football was when this song was big.  When Michael Vick was a Falcon and on the cover of that season’s Madden game.  2004.

Now he’s an eagle. And injured.

Is Boxing Finally Down For The Count? Think Again!

Undefeated Super Middleweight Champion and former US Olympic gold medalist, Andre “S.O.G” Ward, appears poised to be boxing’s next star once Mayweather and Pacquiao call it quits.

Sergio Martinez, Nonito Donaire, Andre Ward and Chad Dawson.  All prizefighters of the sweet science that you probably have never heard of. However, each of these fighters have a legitimate claim as one of the best pound-for-pound fighters in the world,  according  to boxing’s “Bible” and authoritative magazine, The Ring.  As early as 30 years ago, these prizefighters of the sweet science would be household names and their bouts would be glowing from television screens across the country and around the world.

Today though, the landscape of the sport is much different. Over the past twenty years boxing’s popularity has taken a significant blow. While still popular on a global scale, for American’s much of the sports success has always been predicated on the talent pool of the heavyweight division. In histories past fighters such as Joe Louis, Muhammad Ali, Joe Frazier, George Foreman, Evander Holyfield and of course, Mike Tyson, were revered as modern day legends. So goes heavyweight division goes the popularity of the sport. For the first time of note, the United States is lacking the household heavyweight name and, as a result, boxing has been fighting off the ropes to prove it is still relevant in the American landscape of professional sports.

Floyd Mayweather and Manny Pacquaio aside, the sport doesn’t have a whole lot of notable names, at least to the casual boxing observer. But perhaps even greater than the absence of household names or legitimate American heavyweights is the addition of MMA as recognized form of professional combat sports. As recently as 25 years ago, MMA was thought of as merely an underground, back alley, no holds barred sideshow without any real legitimacy. Bouts were unsanctioned, had little to no rules or weight divisions and were heavily scrutinized. That changed when Dana White, the mastermind behind the modern day UFC (Ultimate Fighting Championship), became the companies president, changed the UFC’s philosophy and created a vision of what a unified mixed martial arts promotional company could become by turning the sport into a legitimate powerhouse in sports and entertainment.

For the first time, fans that were once boxing diehards had a choice between what combat sport to support. With the lack of a defined heavyweight prospect in the United States, boxing had lost some of its reverence and appeared ready to finally be knocked out once and for all. Or was it? In 1974 Muhammad Ali who was thought to be in decline and on the downside of his career when he took on a young, strong and hungry champion in George Foreman in the “Rumble In The Jungle”, fought most of the fight off the ropes before scoring a career defining knockout in the 8th round using a style which he coined, the “Rope-a-Dope”. Just like Ali, boxing too has continued to fight off the ropes and perhaps we have underestimated the sports popularity against the recent rise of UFC/MMA.

As it does after every fight, the Nevada State Athletic Commission just released the live gate sales from this past weekend’s Floyd Mayweather-Miguel Cotto fight. The live gate sales observes the revenue created from tickets sold to the live event. This does not include sales generated through closed circuit television, Pay-Per-View or any other promotional contracts. For a sport thought to be fledging, the live fight attendance from Mayweather-Cotto was astounding. Ranking eight on the all-time highest grossing list, as it drew in over $12 million dollars. By comparison, MMA’s biggest live gate sales to date was the second fight between Chuck Liddell and Tito Ortiz back in 2006, which brought in a little less than $5.5 million dollars, less than half of the Mayweather-Cotto showdown and over $13 million less than the number 1 all-time gate record of $18.4 million set in 2007 by cash cows Mayweather and Oscar De la Hoya.

The commission only keeps record of the top 35 grossing live gates and in fact, MMA’s best live gate wouldn’t crack the top 35 boxing gates, with #35 coming in at $6.2 million for the fight between Larry Holmes and Gerry Cooney in 1982. While there is certainly room for both sports to succeed and thrive, the idea that boxing is all but dead seems like a mere fallacy when you compare the figures as they are a telling tale and do not lie.

You see, the sweet science has always been a sport dominated by a select few from each generation and while the sport doesn’t yet have a ton of household names, a young batch of up and comers led by the likes of such fighters as Andre Ward, Adrien Broner and Yuriorkis Gamboa, are primed and ready to take center stage when Pacquiao and Mayweather, two of the greatest to ever step foot inside of a ring, finally decide to hang up the gloves. Like every pugilist that has ever laced up a pair of gloves and stepped foot in the ring, boxing will not go quietly in to the night. It will come out swinging and ain’t goin’ down without a fight. Like a true champion, it may get knocked down but the sport has always managed to beat the count and comeback swinging…Besides, who doesn’t like a good underdog story?

I Love this Game…

Oh boy, oh boy…Ladies and gentlemen-the talking of proverbial “smack” has begun.

From all corners of the world and from all realms of existence people are coming out of the woodwork to tell me about how their teams (mostly Laker fans) would destroy my (Clippers) in the NBA playoffs. From emails, to texts, to IM’s, even by assault with deadly Facebook-account I am being attacked for this months game time antics. Well all I can say my good friends is that I hope you’re teams are prepared in the most proper way possible. My Clippers are coming out in the most tip top Weasley Snipes form of competition and there is no Woody Harrleson to stand in the way of the Clips quest to reign supreme…Ahh I love the NBA. If you didn’t watch last nights Clipper glorious 27 point comeback win against the Grizzlies. here’s what you missed…

(Since i’m a dickhead please bear with me and play this song while you’re watching the Clipper video below)

(turn volume off on this video)

You gotta love the NBA!

Let me finish by saying that I, Negatron am NOT a bandwagon fan! I’ve been a fan since 2000. Back when they had Lamar Odom, Darius Miles, Quinten Richardson, Olowakandi, Correy Maggette, and Eric Piatkowski. Oh and let’s not forget that back stabber Elton Brand.