Beard up Bay Area: the first wave.

03.9.2008 | 12:38 am | Beard up Bay Area, Blakespeak

Beard up Bay Area, fool! (1)

Bearding up is the new shaving. And a few kind folks have shared their follicular fellowship with FTB. Among the notables, bloggers Tom Ziller (Sactown Royalty, AOL FanHouse) and Delinda Lombardo (Athlebrities) pledged allegiance straight out of the gate. Ziller is somewhat gifted in this department, but Delinda is the first female on board. She has dutifully pledged to stop shaving her legs. There will be more on female contributions to the movement—much more, and a poll forthcoming in a subsequent post—but there are also a number of other beards of record that are worthy of mention.

First, we have Fillipo (Fig. A). Deep in thought. Beer in hand. A thoughtful gentlemen, he is a respected music-industry cat, representing both Dubfandom and Bay Area-based RUNT Distribution. Salud.

The bubble beard shown in Fig. B belongs to Gd’s daughter Nora. I am distraught over the fact that she is presently outpointing me on Boom Dizzle’s leaderboard, but I can take solace in the fact that my chin gristle is surely gaining momentum, while her “cute” will surely wear on the voters. More solace can be taken in the fact that my two-year-old bathtub pics are not going to be on my MySpaceFoxFaceBook page when I’m 15. Hootie hoo. Just the same, she is an official entrant. Most of you are not. A handy button for contest entry will be coming shortly. We at FTB are not responsible for the lost hours of productivity that your employers will surely suffer while you upload “Most Mackadocious Album Cover” screenshots to Dolin’s contest therein.

The gentlemen in Fig. C was polite enough to supply a well-worded story along with his pic. Bonus points for beer, snow and adaptive reuse of the “ice beard.” His story? “Here’s my almost family man beard - notice the beer bottle within easy reach. This was taken about 3.5 weeks into my beard. I’m a Dub fan living in a Chicago ‘burb, so as a bonus my beard collected ice when I was out shoveling the driveway, which was nice since I could get a refreshing drink without having to stop shoveling.” I have nothing to add. Godspeed.

Finally, we have the entry supplied by word of muddled mumble from the deeply bearded Michael Blake. “Just wanted to add a local to the Fear the Beard fan honor roll. We had to stop work so that we could get this pic and represent. My boy Jorge, aka Chino (Fig. D). Holding it down for the town. Warrior fan letting it be known. They keep goin’ and we keep growin’. Keepin’ The Beard in the streets. Will Holla soon. Mic upon a Bike.”

Those would be your early-to-the-bandwagon entries. More to follow as the movement gains momentum. Ziller and Delinda, we will be needing some photographic evidence and/or contest entries soon. You know what to do. I’ve got another week’s growth on my chin now and about 500 posts to go.

Beard up,

Turman

Spotlight superstition.

10.16.2007 | 10:16 am | Blakespeak, The Warriors, Town Business

Above, Stevie live on Sesame Street.

Like Stevie said, “Very superstitious. Writing on the wall.”

Now, I am not one to trip on black cats crossing my path, breaking mirrors or walking under ladders. But, I am a true believer that too much spotlight on our Bay Area teams leads to disappointment and eventually a realignment of our position in the terms of leading the Pack (Ten that is), Western Conference, the division, etc. You get the gist.

I understand the pressure pro athletes are put under to perform, entertain and win, day in and day out. I dig that they have many distractions. The flickering lights are a necessary evil that comes with the territory of being the best. But I can NOT recall one time when our teams have weathered that spotlight and come out on the top of the heap.

Don’t get it twisted. I BELIEVE. But I also recognize the factors that can knock us off our course.

My own ritual to remove the curse hindering Bay sports dominance is
“DON’T BELIEVE THE HYPE” (to borrow from P.E.). Hype kills teams. Maybe it’s the reporters, the lights, the magazine covers and the TV spots. Nonetheless, I would much rather have the pennant over a poster. A ring over some rhetoric. Be champion rather than just a contender.

So, in closing, I want to throw out that we not get caught up in the hype and concentrate on breaking off something proper for the sports world. Then we can get our grin and our grit on.

Feel me.
MicBlake out.

Matt Barnes to Jazz: “I pity the fool!”

05.14.2007 | 11:19 pm | Blakespeak, East Bay Grease, Hyphy, The Warriors

I Pity the Fool

“I Pity the Fool” was a hit song for Bobby “Blue” Bland back in 1961. It’s still pretty rippin’. In the 80s Mr. T used the phrase to great effect after his rise to fame from bouncer to A-Team heavy. He wore a mohawk. Currently, so does Matt Barnes. Like Bobby pities the fool who falls for his ex, I pity the fool who falls in love with the Jazz. I’m pretty sure Matt does too.

For whatever it’s worth, in spite of his brilliant voice, Bobby “Blue” Bland ran into my mom’s car in West Oakland back in the day and he was a pompous ass; this is quite unlike Matt “Underdog” Barnes. You go Matt Barnes.

Daniel Turman (with a little help from Mike Blake)

Matt Barnes, fool!

Rock the carpet.

05.11.2007 | 9:19 pm | Blakespeak, Pogonophobia, The Warriors

Teddy

Baron Davis has made it cool for brothers to rock the carpet (aka, a beard) once again. Kirilenko can bite Biedrins’ hair style, but The Beard yacked on those soft spikes and made him want to cry. Again. Teddy would be proud. Love TKO.

Save the powder-blue shirts Utah; not a good look when you’re on someone’s bedroom wall.

Feel it,

Mike “Dr. Shake” Blake
And, yes, I rock the beard.