THE BEAUTIFUL, TALENTED, AND SEXY JENNIFER TILLY hangin’ out at MANITOBA’S WORLD FAMOUS ROCK AND ROLL TAVERN!
WhenI first told people about the school Jake would be attending, 2 parents responded ” Ooh, I hear bad things . It’s very rough there.”
Well schools are buildings, with walls, books, computers, etc . and PEOPLE. PEOPLE make the school. I am so very impressed with the principal, his staff, all the teachers, parents and entire community that this school offers . We are thrilled . It’s a city school that’s like a private school, with small classes great education, and tons of assistance and programs.but much cooler than a pvt. school bc it’s a nice cultural EV mix and I am so happy we didn’t choose the other ” safer” school which impressed me ZERO.
Zoe and I chose ESCHS for Jake’s middle school/HS?
Other genius parents responses were that it is a “tough school”..”lots of problems”(Instead of “Congrats, I hope you’re happy”)
After week one, and NOTHING in the world makes me happier than THIS:
Jake has an “advisor”..Each advisor has 10 children…The advisor is the home room teacher..They meet about ANY AND ALL PROBLEMS, at the beginning and end of each day>
Every teacher we met is young, full of energy and excitement, and great..The Principal, Mark, is by far the most intense, loving, passionate devoted educator I ever met. We have home and cell numbers of everybody at the school. I have never experienced anything like this…
The home room has 14 kids..The average class, 18
The support system in wonderful..HW help, & any problem with any subject at anytime gets tended to immediately
WE ARE A VERY HAPPY FAMILY WITH OUR DECISION..THIS IS A CITY SCHOOL!!!!….AMAZING!!!!
JAKE LOVES IT< and 4 GIRLS ASKED HIM TO THE FIRST FALL DANCE, already
HAPPY YOM KIPPUR EVERYONE!
The year started like SHIT. Absolute SHIT!.
We were in a league, for the 4th consecutive year.
We were put on a team with an assistant coach from last year coaching.
There was virtually no coaching help, no teaching, no learning, no growth.
After 6 total years in LL competition, this is NOT what I paid for.
The bad luck draw of a mediocre team?, OK by me. But THIS was NOT THAT!
This was a league filling up a spot, by fielding any old team.
A team that by ANY parents standards, should not have been.
At the 3rd game of the season, one kid was STILL WEARING SHORTS, and no one told him to wear long pants.
I sent pleas to the league via email. My pleas went unanswered.
I called the LL honchos on the East Coast.
Of course it was my fault for expecting, “Joe Torre” to manage, the genius in charge of dealing with parents told me.
I asked for half my money back, for the league having fielded a team that should not have been.
I expect, at minimum, a coach, and assistants, with some MINIMAL LEVEL of coaching and teaching.
I was told by Peter Ramos, of the Peter Stuyvesant LL, “no money refunded”.
So, we quit.
People told me I quit because I was on a bad team.
"No," I responded, "A few years back we were 0-10, and nary a peep was heard outta my mouth". Because Jake was taught. He learned and grew as a player. There was leadership. There was a semblance of A TEAM.
My communications went unanswered, until I QUIT!.Then I was told by our coach, “That one of the commissioners wanted to speak with me. Not CALL ME, I should call him!
So I left this league, which has obviously left a bad taste in my mouth, and I would recommend all to avoid.
This in spite of some very caring, hard working wonderful folks I DID meet, who run things there.
Even at the end of last season, when we came in 2nd place, a nutjob mother of one of the kids SCREAMED and YELLED at me for “daring to give a pep talk to the kids”, without me “being a coach”…”Who did I think I was?”, the asshole mom wanted to know!
So we joined the FELIX MILLAN LL.
Is it the most coordinated, together well run organization I have ever seen?…NO.
But what it is, is mothers and fathers and coaches who love the game of baseball, and love to teach and bring kids along from the mildly skilled to very skilled, onto a team and teach and watch them grow as a team. It’s about FUN and hard work.
We have team picnics on the East River . It is FAMILY. It is team. It is learning and growing. THAT is what I pay for .That is what I hoped for. THAT is WHAT I GOT, HERE.
Today, the team coach Rich Morales started with, the team that was a bit rag tag at the beginning, grew, and grew, and grew, into a CHAMPIONSHIP TEAM.
Today the LOWER EAST SIDE PHANTOMS won the 9 & 10 year old best of 3, CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
Hard work. Lots of practice, and believing in ourselves, brought us our trophy.
A GREAT BIG THANK YOU TO RICH MORALES, HUGO, JAVI, TONY, OSCAR, and the WHOLE COACHING STAFF and all our LOVABLE & CHEERING parents for their time, energy, love, and TEACHING.
HERE’S TO US!
HERE’S TO OUR KIDS!!!!….It’s ALL ABOUT THEM, ain’t it?????
ENJOY THE WIN.
MORE MORE MORE, NEXT YEAR
HANDSOME DICK MANITOBA
NYC, AUGUST 2013
!!! HANDSOME DICK WELCOMES ALICE COOPER TO HIS PROGRAM ON FRIDAY, AUGUST 9TH !!!
“This coming Friday (August 9th) Alice Cooper drops in on “Manitoba’s Wild Kingdom” !!!! He’ll spend an hour or so with Handsome Dick and he’ll regale you with stories that go back to a time when he was just starting out. How he came to be signed by Frank Zappa. And…how he developed the character that became Alice Cooper. He’ll bring it up to present times and discuss what he feels is the state of Rock ‘n’ Roll today. And they’ll cover everything in between. DON’T MISS IT !!! Alice Cooper….Friday Night in “Manitoba’s Wild Kingdom at 11 PM ET. Exclusively in Little Steven’s
Underground Garage SIRIUS XM 21 !!!!!”
A VERY SPECIAL INTERVIEW.
WWII was over and America needed relief. Silliness. Fun. Frivolity. Something LIGHT…..The greatest invention ever, THE TV, started appearing all over American households.
It’s first stars, when it was merely on a few hours a day, were, Uncle Miltie, Kukla, Fran, and Ollie, and GORGEOUS GEORGE, a man who traveled the country with his wife, donning black trunks, with plain old dark hair, wrestling many times weekly…. They were working hard and the paydays were mediocre
They NEEDED to do SOMETHING
Together, they “invented”, “Gorgeous George”….
A very feminine man…”A beautiful man”, followed by his valet, spraying him with perfume….A man to be held in much higher esteem than,YOU, you ordinary peasant!… Gender confusion?…Feminine actions in a HE-MAN sport?..Fer sure!
THE “HUMAN ORCHID”, pushed this stuff on an adoring American public. Adoring? Well they DID pay to BOO him!..But„„THEY PAID!..He became one of the biggest stars in the country…
James Brown, Muhammad Ali and Bob Dylan, all acknowledge his influence on their lives.
While the young boy Handsome Dick Manitoba cheered on Buddy Rogers, Johnny Valentine and Bruno Sammartino while watching squared circle action with his grandpa Harry, he nonetheless grew into a young man, who appreciated the greatness of Brown and Ali.(Bobby Dylan too, although what HE BORROWED from GG is negligible)
One generation removed, NOW I KNOW. It was George “Gorgeous George” Wagner, who was the pioneer of this spirit, that is oh so vital to my(our?) culture.
REST IN PEACE MY FRIEND.
I LOVE YOU.
ALWAYS HAVE. ALWAYS WILL.
37 years of love, respect, and friendship.
The early days in your loft. The early days with Joey. The Ramones. The Dictators. Part of my DNA. My fiber.
I’m sick of trying to think up of PERFECTLY DESCRIPTIVE adjectives describing my loved ones who die. Words ARE powerful, and meaningful, but I’m getting to a fuckin’ age where, I’m running out of adjectives. Someone I love and care about seems to be dying weekly. Comes with the territory of being 59, I guess.
I, died some more today.
I die every time someone I love dies. 37 years and NEVER a FUCKIN’ SINGLE BAD WORD BETWEEN US.
One less smart, talented, special, loving person I can go to. No more passing your loft as I have done for 37 years and screaming up to the open windows, “ARTIE, ARTIE, YOU HOME?”…
Glad I got to see you today, and say goodbye and I love you.
I really cherish our time together on this earth old pal.
I am so happy to have known you. You will stay alive via my Arturo stories, as long as I breathe.
See you in rock and roll heaven, or wherever it is the HELL we go to.
HANDSOME DICK MANITOBA
NYC, JUNE 8, 2013