People Ask Me Why…

When I tell others who my team for football is, they often ask why.  Since 1984, I loved the Chicago Bears from Chicago, Illinois.  Like every Chicago Bear fan, I was ecstatic when the Chicago Bears won the Super bowl in 1985.  With the ups and downs, I still held true to my Chicago Bears.  I bought a heavy coat, hats, a Walter Payton jersey, and a Brian Piccolo jersey.

Other people choose their teams due to team colors, gang affiliation(s), and what they may see celebrities wear in support for different teams.  I will admit there are certain colors I am attracted to, but I don’t like the team.  I am a Leo, so the Lion is my Zodiac sign, but that doesn’t mean I should buy everything Detroit Lions.  The Saint Louis Cardinals give all military personnel free tickets when they play at home, but that does not mean I have to buy everything Saint Louis Cardinals.  I am from Boston, but that does not mean I have to be a Boston Red Sox fan.  To be plain, I will not wear something due to team colors and I am not affiliated in a gang.  It is a shame that gangs pick certain teams as their “cut.”  Cut is a term used by motorcycle clubs in connection to their jackets and/or color affiliation(s).

I grew up despising this team.  I grew up hating everything they stood for.  I thought of this team as slime due to their team colors.  If you would have to guess the team, who would you guess that I despise?    You are correct… the Green Bay Packers.  I did not care who was on the team.  I would call them Slime Bay or the Slackers.  I recorded the first Chicago Bears preseason game against Denver Broncos.  Instead of recording this game it recorded the career of Bret Favre.  The highlights of his ups and downs as well as his addiction to pain killers were very interesting.  He overcame by looking for help of his addiction.  This brought me to a new level of respect for Bret Favre.   The more I viewed the film of his career, the more I liked him.  The more I viewed the team as a whole, the more I see how compassionate they are.  They all tend to have fun and money was never a big issue with any of the players.

Someone told me the “G” on the Green Packers’ Helmet means Greatness.  As with other people in the football world, I though the “G” was for Green Bay; or Slime Bay as I referred to them as.  As I researched what the “G” stood for on the helmet, it is true.  George Braisher in 1961 created the trademark logo which we see on the helmets of the Green Bay Packers today.  Since then, Georgia Bulldogs and Grambling State Tigers have asked Green Bay if they could use the logo, in their own way of course.  Green Bay gave them permission to use the logo, but not the exact logo.  This information came from the Business Insider, which is a reputable news source.  When I read and researched this information, I was compelled to change from the Chicago Bears to the Green Bay Packers.  I know a lot of people would not like my choice of team and may consider me as a traitor, but I like teams that matter to me.  If I buy a hat or team apparel, you bet I have a reason for it; and a good reason at that.

I consider myself “Great” in so many ways.  Some may not agree with me and believe I am vain.  I have a belief that is very simple.  If I don’t believe I am great or phenomenal, who will?  I often referred to myself as phenomenally awesome.  I say that often because I believe the more I say it in my head, the more I will believe it.  It is like watching uplifting YouTube videos that tell you to say certain things to yourself to help you though the things that are putting you down in life.  On that note, I am awesome.  I am phenomenally awesome.  I am number one.  I am great.

I will not give up my Walter Payton or Brian Piccolo jerseys because I consider them to be great players with heart and passion, but I will sport the “G” for Greatness to remind myself daily of who I am in my eyes, in my parent’s eyes, and in my dog’s eyes.

Sources Available Upon Request

~Boston Brian

What We Cannot Say…

At times, people have a way of putting words together that we cannot express ourselves.  I consider myself to be a good guy.  I never said I love you first to anyone.  They usually say it to me, even my family; but they know I love them by the special things I do to show it.

I have not many friends because I had been hurt a lot before.  Some had made fun of me because of my race and culture.  Others had attempt to bully me because of the things my parents had and I was given good things in my life by them.  Even some made fun of me because I would die for my dog, knowing they have a short life span on earth.  I see people take for granted of the little things in life.

Watching YouTube videos most times, I have learned things about myself that I would not have known before.  I have learned what it is like to be homeless with nothing.  I have learned what it is like to be ridiculed and toss around like a bag.  I have learned what it is like to be afraid.  I have learned what it is like to be loved.  I have seen through the eyes of a dog about pain, resentment, and hurt.  I have seen through the eyes of other animals that are hunted for game not as a source of nourishment.

I look out of my window in my home and stare at the green grass and listen to the birds sing.  I look at white butterflies that fly around the home.  I look at my vehicle sparkle as the sun bounces off it.  I look at the wind blowing the tops of the trees.  I look at the high flying hawks and wonder what it is like to be that free.

Afraid of being who I am, there is one thing no one can take away from me, well actually two things.  The first thing is my education and knowledge.  The second thing is how loved I am by family and God.

I will like to share a video with you.  I hope you enjoy it and find it comforting in some way.

Why Did Conor McGregor Lose To Floyd Mayweather Jr.?

 

 

How could someone train in a sport that is considered one of the most brutal sports in the entire world lose to a boxing champion?  How could this be?  First we have to understand the rules of both Mixed Martial Arts and Boxing.

In Mixed Martial Arts, there are three rounds.  Each round is three minutes in length with one minute rest between rounds.  Championship rounds can go up to five rounds.  As stated earlier, each round is three minutes in length with a one minute rest between rounds.  Mixed Martial Arts use brute force and strength to overpower your opponent fast and quick.  You can also use all parts of your body as weapons against the other, except for head-butting, which makes it for a more versatile and unrestricted sport.  Due to this, we have a cause and effect relationship.  The cause of using all parts of the body would have an effect of landing more illegal blows because it is not really controlled.  Once your opponent is down, the aggressor can continue to pound away, within the specific guidelines, until the referee stops the bout, resulting in a knockout for the aggressor.  Mixed Martial Arts competitors must have stamina and endurance to handle at least five rounds of fighting.

 

In Boxing, it can be up to ten rounds.  Each round is three minutes in length with one minute rest between rounds.  Championship rounds can go twelve rounds.  Boxing uses brute force and speed, along with endurance, to overpower your opponent.  Generally, Boxers would take about two or three rounds just to get used to their opponent compared to Mixed Martial Arts.  Boxers only use their hands as means of delivering punishment to the other fighter.  Because of this, there are not as many illegal blows because it is a bit more controlled.  Once your opponent is on the canvas, the aggressor must go to a neutral corner so the referee can begin the ten-count.  If the fighter is unable to get up during this ten-count, the aggressor wins the bout by way of knockout.  The referee can also stop the bout for safety reasons, causing the aggressor to win by technical knockout.  Boxing competitors must have stamina and endurance to handle up to twelve rounds of fighting.

 

Now we understand a bit more about Mixed Martial Arts and Boxing, we can make a determination about what happened to Conor McGregor.  Don’t get me wrong, I think both fighters are very exceptionally good fighters.  Conor’s record is twenty-one wins with eighteen by knockout and three losses.  In my book, that is a damn good record. Floyd’s record is forty-nine wins with twenty-seven by knockout and no losses.  In my book, that is perfect. I understand many people don’t like Floyd Mayweather Jr.  Maybe it is because Floyd is cocky.  I personally like Floyd Mayweather Jr. and I believe he has a right to be cocky.  If you had his record, would you?  I know I would.  He backs up his cockiness.  I believe conditioning was what cost Conor McGregor the bout.  Conor’s conditioning could have been about five rounds or so because he is used to having that type of endurance.  Floyd’s conditioning is a lot longer because he is used to having the type of endurance to go twelve rounds or longer.

This fight reminded me of the Muhammad Ali versus George Forman fight in Zaire, Africa.  Muhammad forced George to punch himself out in the early rounds.  When Muhammad saw the opportunity, he seized it with great fashion to win the bout.  I believe that is what happened in this fight.  Floyd allowed Conor to hit him with some hard shots, thus getting tired as the rounds went on and Floyd seized the opportunity to take command in the latter rounds.  If Conor trained for endurance for the latter rounds, I am sure it would be a good fight until the end.  Endurance is the key in most bouts, as well as skill.  Conor is heavily skilled in the Mixed Martial Arts world.  Floyd is heavily skilled in the Boxing world.  Floyd improves his record to fifty wins and no losses.  I toast both fighters for a job well done.  I long time ago, I called Muhammad Ali the cerebral assassin in the heavy weight division.  I use the same term with Floyd Mayweather in his weight class.

~CF Boston Brian

Have You Ever Thought?

Have you ever thought you would be single for the rest of your life, and why?  This is my story.  I am middle-aged and I don’t have children.  The reasons for me not having children are rather personal to me as I don’t want to have a child out of wedlock.  I don’t judge others because I don’t want others to judge me.  What other people do, they do.  What I do, I do.

 

I have joined a lot of sites regarding dating.  These sites range from free sites to paying sites with a guarantee of finding your match or mate.  Like most people, I have criteria.  Some settle for things they choose to accept or think they have to in order to fall in love.  Others really settle for things they know they don’t want, yet they don’t want to be alone either.  Some things that I refuse to settle for are:

 

• People who brag or boast about themselves ALL the time. This leads me to believe they are selfish.

 

• Women who use a LOT of profanity. Don’t get me wrong, we all do it.  Even I use profanity at times when I am highly upset and angry.  We are human, but in everyday conversations and all that comes out of a woman’s mouth is profane language, that is an instant turn-off.

 

• An obese woman. Our bodies change over time and we tend to gain a bit of extra weight.  I understand that.  However, I refuse to date any woman that weights more than I do or who is considered obese.

 

• A woman with a lot of children. I have had issues with a lot of men who are the babies’ daddy.  Some women have kids by three or more men.  Some women tend to have children at a very young age because they believed the lifestyle of what a man had promised them.

 

• A woman without access to a vehicle. I just got out of a relationship similar to this.  I live in one area and she lives in a completely different area.  The only way we got to see each other is if I drove to her location, which is almost two hours away.  I don’t mind taking the train, but that limits a lot of things to walking.  That is good on comfortable days, but not when it is raining or snowing.

 

• Ghetto fabulous women.  Ghetto fabulous is a mindset where you are not working and looking for a handout in many ways.  These are the type of women who do not pronounce or talk properly when the mood calls for it.  A perfect example would be “ain’t no way,” “you is,” or “is you.”  That is poor grammar and how would it look taking a ghetto fabulous woman on a company-hosted function with her saying those words?  Sure, I use slang, but I understand when to use it and when not to use it.

 

I write a lot of women regarding their profiles, getting to know them, and looking for genuine conversations.  Unfortunately, I don’t get any response from them.  I do get messages from women who are not even close to my type.  They are those listed above.  I am far from a racist person.  After all, I am of mixed race.  There are a lot of women of European descent who are very obese that want to talk to me and beg me to meet them.  There are a lot of women of African descent with a village of kids that wants to meet me and beg me to talk to them.  There are a lot of women of all races who want me to talk to them or meet them because they have a bi-racial child.  There are a lot of women who believe I should be honored to be seen with them when others don’t even want them.  It gives me the impression that I am their LAST chance or resort.  I don’t believe in sex before marriage, but I am human so it may or may not happen.  I don’t believe in living together or shacking unless you are in the mist of getting married to each other.  Lots of people judge me on these things.

 

I believe these are the reasons why I am still single.  Do I have to bend for what I believe in just to get a girlfriend?    Do I really have to settle for things that I know I am not attracted to in order to get a girlfriend?  Everyone that I am attracted to are not attracted to me and vice versa; but I feel I should not have to settle for someone who I know I will have issues with later on in life just for the sake of being with someone.

 

With all of this said, I would love to hear from you and your comments on this post.

~CF Boston Brian~

To All Who Follow Me…

Thank you for your continued support in the following of my blog.  I don’t write or get on as much as I desire, but I am most appreciative of you all.

As this fourth of July passes on, I think about what it really means.  To some, it means freedom from another country.  To others, it means just another day.  Even others would think this is another day of oppression from what America stands for.  For whatever your reason, drop me a message or comment and let me know what you would like for me to write about and I will make it my point to publish it through wordpress.com.

Thank you.

~CF Boston Brian~

Why is That?

Being a man of mixed race, I am often looked upon as a question of… why is that?  Lots of people want to say I am playing the race card or saying this is about racial relations between groups of people.  I believe talking about racism and the effects of it is the best way to rid most of racism, not all, but most.

Dating has always been a hard thing for me.  Being light-skinned, most women of European descent believe I am too dark to be with them and most women of African descent say I am too light to be with them.  Introducing me to a European family is virtually impossible because most are raise with believe people of African descent are bad influences and cause havoc in society.  However, if you look at music and influences on music who are usually the most influential people of music?  Even the Rolling Stones picked the name of their group from a lyric in a Muddy Waters song.  When American artists of African descent go to other countries, they are greeted and welcomed with open arms; more so than the country in which they were born in.  Introducing me to an African descent family is easy because society looks upon me as being of African descent not being of mixed race.  Society do not expect a non European descent man to date anyone that is of European descent.  Society feels like it’s race mixing should never be done.  Society believes women that are of European descent are much too good for men of African descent or of mixed race.  Usually, women of European descent will only date outside their race as a last resort, when their own race don’t want them due to their body shape, being considered as trailer park trash, or having a child of mix race and their own race would be embarrassed to be seen with them.

I remember two very different instances where I often was asked the question of why is that?  Instance one was a time where I dated a woman of African descent who has three different children by three different men.  One man was in jail at the time.  Another man lived in a different state.  The third man was in the child’s life.  I was fortunate because I only had to deal with one guy while dating this woman.  Imagine if I had to deal with all three of the men.  She tried to change the way I talked to be more “hood” (relating to or of urban ghetto).  She tried to get me to change my musical tastes to more hip hop and rap, especially groups that I would not enjoy listening too.  Don’t get me wrong, I do enjoy hip hop, but the older groups such as Run DMC, Eric B & Rakim, and other groups who have a message behind their music.  She tried to get me to dress more street as in sagging pants with my underwear showing.  This woman believed what she thought I should be in society is a man of a typical mixed race man, or what society would still refer to as a man of African descent.  Not changing the way I talk, musical tastes, or the way I dress caused her to believe I was trying to act more “white” (caucasian, European).  I felt I could not be myself and I asked myself… why is that?  Do I have to sacrifice myself to be liked by women of African descent?  Society believes I am crazy for giving up on this woman because in their eyes I’m of African descent just like her and it would have been a great relationship.

Instance two was a time where I dated a woman of European descent who has four children as well.  However, she was married before and had two children by that one person and two by a previous relationship.   The ex-boyfriend is not in the picture, yet she receives child support for the two kids.  The ex-husband is in the lives of the other two children, who is a racist towards people of African descent.  It really burns him up that his ex-wife would like me the way she did.  She did not try to change the way I talk because she was fine with it.  She did not try to change the way I dressed because dress decently.  Her musical tastes are Country and some R&B and never once tried to change my musical tastes.  Her kids loved me to death and wanted to go everywhere where I went.  One even wanted me to go to a father/daughter dance at her school in which I did participate.  I could really be myself, but something was still missing.  This woman is not really my type, yet she liked me.  What is that?  Her kids are of European descent, yet she could not find an European guy to date.  She is a plus sized woman, and not anyone where own race would consider attractive due to her weight.  Later, I found out I was a last resort for her because no one in her own race wanted her.  People of European descent would laugh when they saw us together because I was her last resort and no one else wanted her.  People of African descent would turn their nose up at us because we were a mixed race couple and I was with someone that is considered very obese.

Why is that?  Why are the obese European women attracted to African men?  Why are African women that are about something want a guy to make as much money as them?  Why are the European women go out with African men as their LAST resort?  Why are do most African women have a lot of children by a lot of different men?  Why are European women want to “hide” you away so no one can see that you are really their man?  Why do African women turn their nose when they believe you sold out?  Why are we the most judgmental country in all of the world, judging others on race and what they believe you should act due to race?  Why do people refuse to recognize most music derive from African artists?  Why do European people get tanned yet cannot stand the sight of an African person?  Why are men of African descent and men who are of mixed race who have morals are still looked upon as a menace to society?  Why do we have the first bombing ever on American soil in the ’20s in Tulsa, Oklahoma?  Why don’t European women date African men?  Why don’t African women date European men?  Why do we only get the scraps that others don’t want?  Why is that?

~CF Boston Brian~

Something To Think About…

Something to think about when it comes to presidents.  North Korea is a bully.  President Trump is a bully.  I would not be surprised if both bullies go at it head to head and bring upon us… World War III.  Why does this concerns me, or should concern me?  It is because the weapons used in today’s world are more advanced and deadlier than in yesterday’s world (back in the day).

What I Think May Help…

I believe what may help a bit more in American history would be more interracial couples cast for parts.  I see a lot of shows cast for parts of white couples being with white couples and black couples being with black couples.  Why do I believe this may be a slight issue?  We are the most prejudice country in all of the planet earth.  We are not born into racism.  We don’t come out of the womb calling others outside their names or say I am black so I will have to be with the black kids.  Our introductory to racism starts with our parents and then our surroundings, then our experiences.

Education is the key.  Everyone is different but if people want to put everyone into one category, we will not survive as a people.  I remember watching Glory, Tuskegee Airmen, and other movies based upon true documentary resources.  One thing that moved me was the comment in Tuskegee Airmen when General Benjamin O. Davis said “Are we Americans when the mood suites you?”  Wars cannot be won without the help of everyone pitching in, both black and white, yet we beat upon each other’s character so badly.  If a black guy walks into a bar, he is looked upon as he don’t belong there.  If a white guy walks into a bar, he is believe to be safe and sane.  It is a shame that most black or mixed people have to work three times harder just to gain respect versus a white person that has respect off the bat.

Now, it is coming in the realm of animals.  White dogs are adopted before black dogs.  Really?  So an animal that lives off of instinct and do what nature grooms inside of the animal is judged on their coat (fur color).  Really?

This country needs an enema…

~CF Boston Brian~

Happy Resurrection Day – Re-blog from Xena

 

Dear friends and visitors, Here’s wishing all a safe and blessed holiday. One of my favorite movies is Risen. It’s a movie about a Roman Tribune named Clavius who is tasked by Pilot to find the body of the crucified Christ that is no longer in the tomb, and before the three days predicted that […]

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