Nana’s Visit

Mother visited us this past weekend. She arrived Friday night with the intent of meeting us at the Troy – Piqua Football game. The weather really put a halt to that plan. It rained very hard. It worked well though for us to meet at our house and spend time visiting Friday evening. It was certainly better conversation then we would have had at the game – and much more comfortable.

Saturday Mother, Becky, Michelle and I watched the Troy High School Reserve team play Tecumseh. Matt didn’t get as much playing time as I would have liked with Mother in town but he played well when he was in the game. Troy won so that started the day well.

After Matt’s game we went to Night Sky for a light lunch. The food is really good there and the location was convenient. We jumped over after Matt’s game and then went directly over to Duke Park for Michelle’s game.

Michelle’s game was great. The girls played with intensity and concentration for 70 minutes and that made the difference at the end of the game. Lauren scored midway through the second half on a left footed drive and Mandy scored with under two minutes left to put us up 2-1. It was against the Warrior ’91 team so that’s a noteworthy accomplishment. After Michelle’s game we went to High Marks for dinner. The food was great the and company was better. We finished the day at home visiting. Mother spent the night at her hotel and then drove back to meet Tom and Carol for his birthday in Lexington.

Nana Visits

I exchanged several e-mails with Mother today. She is going to come up this coming weekend to visit for a little while. She’s arriving on Friday evening and taking off on Sunday. Since she is arriving during the Troy – Piqua Football game, I have invited her to attend with us. She’s agreed, and I’m sure she’ll have a good time.

She’s bringing a laptop she no longer uses up with the intent of our using it. I think I’m going to try to move off of the desktop and on to the laptop, so we have fewer conflicts with the use of the desktop. Matt uses the machine a great deal, and we always seem to have some conflict over its use. We’ll have to see how this all falls out. I don’t believe Matt would be content with the laptop for his games – usually, they don’t have the horsepower to play on.

Mother’s interested in purchasing a digital camera and was looking for some advice. I’m looking forward to spending her money….

Dedo Watches

I had an enjoyable visit with Dedo Tuesday night. The Troy Soccer teams were playing Xenia, and Dedo was good enough to come up and watch Matt play. It was a good game to watch from the perspective that Troy won. The final score was 4-1 I believe. Unfortunately, Matt’s playing time was not real good, so we didn’t get a lot of opportunities to watch him play.

Dedo also watched the Varsity game with us. That wasn’t as much fun. The team was playing poorly for the most part. The coach chose to put some players in positions he does not normally place them in, and as a result, we didn’t always have a cohesive level of play. I think Dad and I enjoyed the parents more than the game. It’s always fun to watch the parents in action as they complain about the calls on the field. The officiating actually was ok.

Carnivale II

I watched the second episode of Carnivale Sunday evening. Before the airing of the first episode, there was some buzz about which major character would be good and which would be evil. I don’t think there is much mystery at this point. Carney boy is the good guy as far as I can tell. The Priest has been an angrier, less sympathetic character so far. Although he appears to be pursuing a positive end, the means to the end are troubling. He secures a building for a new mission by exposing the owner as a pedophile (albeit only to the owner). Nevertheless, the owner donates the building and subsequently kills himself. It’s hard to feel good about the situation at any level. Meanwhile, we discover that the Carney Boy’s mother was romantically involved with a former member of the Carnivale who may or may not be alive. Fairly innocent stuff.

Of course, I could be all wet since in the teaser for the next episode the Carnivale operators are setting him up as a Messiah and putting him in front of crowds to cure people.

Uploads and Thumbnails

I continue to get errors attempting to upload image files. I will need to experiment to determine if it is all files or only images. Hopefully, it is the latter. The installation instructions indicate that the thumbnail module Image::Magick is not required to upload, but maybe I’m missing something somewhere else.

Update (11/5/2003): I’ve given up on this issue. I submitted a question to the MT support forum, bumped it up to the top of the list three times over the seven days without a response. I’m getting what I pay for out of that facility. Unfortunately, the common answers are what’s available. The uncommon or more time-consuming issues are not going to get addressed through that resource. If I could find a way to get an error message produced that would be helpful. The “MT.CGI script produced no output” message is not going to get me help.

THSJV 4 – SIDNEY HS RESERVE 1

I went to Matt’s Reserve Soccer game against Sidney’s reserve team last night. It was in Sidney, and I had a haircut appointment at 5:00 which further delayed me. As a result, I missed the first half arriving just as the second half started.

The score does not reflect the level of domination which Troy had. They put on a clinic in ball control which I have not seen before at this level. They moved the ball both up and down as well as across the field without much opposition. Sidney didn’t really actively defend until the ball was just outside the penalty box.

It was impressive as a Troy fan, but I can’t help but feel discouraged for the Sidney fans. Their players just had no energy or spirit. They challenged poorly and did not even defend as a team – much less attack as one.

Matt shared after the fact that Chaz (his coach) had asked the players to put on a passing clinic by moving the ball around – mainly negative – and to focus on moving into supporting angles off the ball. If they could play like that all of the time, I’m sure that Troy would be much more successful. Unfortunately, most opponents don’t give you that much space (and time). I’m guessing the Reserve team does not win many games in-league. They are probably more successful playing the smaller local schools.

Becky and I stuck around for the first half of the Varsity game. Troy looked like the better team. The officiating was suspect in my eyes – very inconsistent. Touch fouls were being called in front of each 18, and very severe tackles were being let go in the central third. As a fan, it was discouraging to watch.

It was especially tough to watch because many of the parents decided to sit on the Sidney side of the field (small stands and no sun in the eyes). Somehow, the Sidney parents were under the impression that the refs were biased against their team. Sidney’s style of play is very direct. They have one player up front who is very physically strong and one who is exceptionally fast. Basically, Sidney does not use the central third of the field. They play either directly to their forwards or into space behind the opponent’s defenders. Most of the time it was a foot race for our defenders. Not an attractive style of play.

I really enjoy watching Troy play. I can’t help think that they would be undefeated now if not for Ryan Tremblay’s injury and subsequent inability to play. Even without him, they did a great job controlling the center. They moved the ball up and down the field in a very attractive manner. It’s good stuff.

Unfortunately, the better team did not win. Sidney went up 2-0 before Troy managed to come back and tie the score. The first Sidney score came off of a deflection from a direct kick outside the Troy penalty box (another touch foul). Since Becky and left at halftime, we missed three of the goals. The TDN covers it pretty well.

Update: The Troy Daily News doesn’t retain there content online. Oh well, try to drive traffic to them and they ditch you. You can’t help some people.