Rid Us Of The Pink

There is nothing funny about breast cancer. It's a serious disease with serious consequences however one of those consequences should not have to be watching a football game where grown warriors are dressed in pink.

Last night I had to not only stay up until midnight (see yesterday's post on sick-days) to watch JJ Watt singlehandedly blow up the Jets (yikes, bad analogy there) but I also had to watch pink shoes, pink hats, and even pink gloves (ok the gloves are pretty cool).

Why is the NFL pushing breast cancer awareness? As I said, I'm not against it but isn't awareness marketing all about knowing your audience and tailoring the message appropriately? I know there are reports that a lot of women watch football but I don't think it's that many. Baseball at least uses the pink bats and gloves on Mother's Day when it would be more appropriate. But MLB goes a step further and also has a campaign for prostate cancer awareness. Guess who watches a lot of sports? If you said MEN then you win. How come the NFL doesn't deck all their teams out in powder blue for a week?

The reason is simple. As Mel Brooks once said, "It's all about the merchandising." The NFL knows they can be market all these pink items to their female audience I am addition to all of the regular team merchandise they move the rest of the year. Guys aren't buying the pink stuff it's only the women. If the league decided to add a whole line of blue products for prostate cancer who would buy them? The men have already bought all of the team merchandise in the team colors. The women have already bought all the pic merchandise for breast cancer awareness. The only group left to buy for are the animals. And where are they going to get the money from?

All that is left to do is to make sure that our wallets are high in the tree along with our garbage less the Bears figure out how to use our credit cards to buy all of their friends customized Chicago Bears jerseys. Somebody call Ranger Smith.

Top 50 Jewish Hotties....Not Quite and It’s Not Easy Living With a Runner

In perusing uber-video game geek site, UGO.com’s list of the “Top 50 Jewish Hotties” (Guys...follow that link now!!!) I noticed that several things that brought both my ire, irk, and general perturb-ness.

1) Half of the girls on this list (especially those born post 1980), I’ve never heard of...that’s not to say that they don’t belong on this list, because, based on their photos, you betcha they do. It’s just that I feel a little disconnected to my Jewish sisters since neither their names, faces, and in some cases their body of work are completely foreign to me.

2) I have no argument with #1 (Natalie Portman) but Sarah Silverman needs to rank in the top 3...I don’t care who the other’s are. She is clearly 1a to Portman’s 1. Forget about what comes out of her mouth (although I do agree with the author of that article that it only increases her “hottie-ness”) but she’s got the Semitic good looks that you’d be proud to take home for Passover sedar.

3) Perhaps I spoke to soon on #2. The biggest sham is who was left off, certainly we all know that #1 should have actually gone to (wait for the suck up moment): Mrs. Bloggerman. But seriously I do think they left off a few names such as: Mayim Bialik (“Blossom”), Alex Borstein (voice of Lois on “Family Guy” and the chick bartender in “Bad Santa”), Zach Braff (oh wait he’s a guy...but still hot), Pink (as in “Pink”, not “Panther), and finally, who could forget Mindy Cohen (of “Facts of Life” Mindy).

Speaking of hot girls who are married to me and haven’t been on TV or in the movies, Mrs. Bloggerman and others (Debbie) can take solace in the fact that you are not the only two women who feel that living with a distance runner is akin to inviting another Jew into your house, as in Alf. It seems, according to this article in the New York Times, that we runners can get a bit obsessive, especially during the big fall marathoning season. I don’t know how much I agree with that especially because I’m too busy running or talking about running, or dreaming about running, or watching my dog dream about running to actually ponder such nonsense but I do it because I like to and if Mrs. Bloggerman or any of my other wives (Tudy, Punky Brewster, or Zach Braff) have anything to say about it then Pffft to you!