Sports Guys Who Cry - Volume One
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Mike's Weekly Trappings
Tuesday 07-01-2008 1:25pm PT
Kids.  Holy cow.  Where do you begin to describe to people who don't have them, what they mean in your lives?  My gosh, I have a son who will soon turn 6 and a huge WTF on where those first five years have gone?  Full of fun, wonderment, excitement, love, trial and error, those days have been and they have absolutely flown by.  Unbelieveable.  So I am at the park two days ago with Topher and he jumps on the monkey bars.  Being that his father is somewhat of a simian, he feels strangely at home on them.  The thing that ticks me off, where was all this junglegym-like athleticism when I was 6?  This kid is doing laps on the bars, can climb the pole, can do a flip on a low bar, etc. and I couldn't do jack squat when I was his age.  I was a weak load.  Very Dave Palet-like.  Now, will it all pay off in the long run?  Sure.  Topher will attend a 4-year university on a football scholie, get drafted high by an NFL team and lead the Raiders to another Super Bowl championship.  But as of right now, it's pissing me off.  I am trying to look at him and find myself at that age but I cannot, as he is ten times the athlete I was at the same age.

Crazy!

Talk to you next week,

Mike
   
Mike's Weekly Trappings
Friday 06-27-2008 11:52am PT

Well, the void in the Costa house has officially been filled!  As some of you reading this may know, we had to put our 15-year-old yellow lab down back in March after a very fruitful life, in which he gave us joy every single day.  That healing process is on-going and part of that has been the search for that new family member.  Thanks to Larry and Carol Tuck with Peachtree Labrador Retrievers, we brought Peachtree Kensington’s Mac Truck home yesterday and the look on our little boy’s face said it all.  We headed out to their home yesterday, just to “look” at the puppies with Topher.  (Meg and I have been going out each week for the last month, to visit and chronicle Mac’s growth.)  He was not officially ours until this past week, as we were number three in the picking order behind the breeder(s) and another family.  When we learned the puppy we had our eye on was indeed the one we were gonna get, we were overjoyed! 

 

Anyhow, we are out there yesterday and after Topher had a chance to climb into the fenced-in area and play with all 9 pups, Meg tells him it’s time to go.  He gets the REALLY long face and almost tears up.  She asks what’s wrong and he says in this little quivering voice that he really would like to take the orange puppy home.  (Each puppy had a different color elastic band around their necks to tell them apart and Mac’s was orange.)  Meg lets him stand there a moment, looking longingly at the puppies, then she turns him around and tells him, "buddy, we get to take the orange puppy home today."  He just about split at the seams, he was sooooo happy and making him happy is what Meg and I are all about. 

 

So Mac is now in the fold, we have fallen instantly in love with him and are looking forward to watching Topher and he grow-up together.  He will never replace what we had with Riley and has some big shoes to fill but the 21-lb. bundle of puppy goodness has stolen our hearts in a very short time. 

 

Talk to you next week,

 

Mike

Saturday 06-21-2008 10:10am PT

I don't normally like to do anything XTRA SPORTS 1360 related on the weekend. That is me time, that is family time, it's decompressing from the week of carrying Dave and Jeff for 20 hours. But today, I am making the exception. I am so lucky that sports radio has enabled me to experience some pretty cool things. Super Bowls, national championship games in college, meeting and interviewing the newsmakers in the world of sports and taking in some great events that are sports centric. Today might be the topper. I can now say I walked a mile with George Martin.

The former New York Giant is finishing his walk ACROSS FREAKIN' AMERICA today here in town. What started back on September 16th, 2007, ends today at Embarcadero Park. I got up, made some joe, got dressed and met the team from "A Journey For 9-11" at the corner of Georgia Street and El Cajon Boulevard, just feet away from the huge "BOULEVARD" sign in the middle of the street and in front of Lusti Motors. (Free plug for my buddy, Chris Lusti.) Everyone who has been with him for the walk was there. A lot of great people with huge souls have helped him on this trek and they have been the backbone to George's legs, throughout. Jeff showed up as well and we spent a few minutes with George before he began the final leg this morning, chit-chatting and something really hit home with me.

George Martin is the REAL deal.

Now, he probably has been his whole life and I am just waking up to it, being that I have come into contact with him as we have chronicled his walk every few weeks on the show. But what drove the point home this morning, was when Jeff and I were standing there talking to him, he looks around and asks, "Where's Danny?" Danny? Danny who? Yeah, Yaw-yaw, are permanent 5 o'clock shadowed producer who we want to punch every day. Here's George, who might be awarded a medal from the President in the not-too-distant-future, who's met a ton of people on this journey, who is a bonafide American hero, who's chatting with us as we are being filmed by ESPN, The NFL Network, local news outlets, etc., and he wants to know where Danny is. Holy s. Jeff tells him Yaw-yaw was in the Gaslamp last night after the Padres/Detroit game and even though it's Saturday morning at 7:40, Yaw-yaw's Friday night might still be going. George got a kick out of that visual. Danny gets the huge props here, as he has been the facilitator with George and his terriffic PR person, Bill Byrne, throughout the walk. That showed me what #75 is all about. I have met so many sports figures and entertainment types, who, after doing an interview with you or meeting you, will forget all about you 10-seconds after the mic is turned off, already looking ahead to the next opportunity to be in the spotlight and promote themselves. Not George Martin.


George, let me say how deeply honored I am to say I walked with you for one out of the over 3000 miles you traveled, all for the first responders of 9-11. Let me say the next time YouTube isn't coming up fast enough on my computer (thanks Bill Byrne for that one) or I missed the free food somebody brought into the radio station or I don't want to get up and go work out or I begin taking my job, my loved ones or my life for granted, I will think of you. I will think of the victims of 9-11 and I will thank the Lord we have people like you in this world!


Talk to you next week,


Mike

Tuesday 06-17-2008 3:22pm PT
Well, the hang-over (depression) of the US Open being over has set in. Even though I was only there for 3 days, not Monday, unfortunately, I was wired by all the happenings of having the event in our fine city! Being able to broadcast from the event was huge and as the exclusive station covering it in town, XTRA SPORTS 1360 was proud to be part of it!

Kudos to Josh and Chris for their broadcast on Monday from the media tent.  Stroke by stroke, they kept listeners riveted to their radios (those who were not up on the course or watching it live on TV) and described it from two geeked fans point-of-views!  It's exactly the way we needed to hear it. 

The media is running out of words to describe what we witnessed. Absolutely amazing. Edge of your seat heroics and the birth of a new golf hero in Rocco Mediate. Class, dignity, engaging, he is what all professional golfers should be on the course. He may not be the Open champion, but in my eyes, he is a champ. He demonstrated what determination and confidence can do and he almost toppled number one.

Number one? Holy crap. To steal a line from NFL Films and their hilight reel from Super Bowl 13...

"Great team's aren't always great! They're just great when they have to be."-JOHN FACENDA.


Tiger Woods showed us he is human, imperfect and susceptible to the limitations of the human body. But what separates Tiger from the rest of us, is his uncommon knack to summon what it takes, when he needs it, in the most pressure packed, ass-on-the-line situations the golf gods throw his way. And he succeeds. Where 99.9% of the PGA Tour comes up short, he prevails. Phil quadruple bogeys 13 on Torrey Pines South. Tiger eagles it. Rocco hits his tee shot into the fairway bunker on 18, Tiger puts a 320 yard drive straight down the fairway. Adam Scott's chip runs past the hole. Tiger's hits the stick and drops in. And on and on and on. Like I said, we are running out of ways to describe his play. Let's just hope Tiger does not run out of the hilights he gives us. I can say I witnessed the greatest US Open ever. Man, I am lucky.


Talk to you next week,


Mike

Mike's Weekly Trappings
Wednesday 06-11-2008 12:12pm PT

US Open week here in town.  Holy S!!!  This is SOOOOOOOO cool.  A veritable who’s who of the sports, golf and media world.  Phil, Tiger, Johnny Miller, me.  The excitement is palpable. San Diego so far has come thru with flying colors.  The course looks tough as hell and I can say, first hand, it is!  I played it 3 weeks ago, Open conditions and I shot a 115.  Keep it on XTRA SPORTS 1360 all week long for your exclusive coverage of the US Open.

Speaking of golf, we announced it this morning, the first annual XTRA SPORTS 1360 Open is here.  July 10th, Salt Creek in Chula Vista (the old The Auld Course).  Oh man, nothing like banging balls around for an afternoon and I am not talking about Palet at the S&M Station in Temecula.  Please, our way of saying thank you to the great listeners who have helped us return sports talk radio to San Diego.  Sign-up and come on out and have a great time. 

Argentina and Mexico played a soccer match here the other night.  Okay, I get it.  It’s played all over the world.  Cool.  But when your fans act the way some did in the stands at the Q, you’ll never be taken serious here in the US.  The last time I checked, we don’t use our football fields and baseball diamonds for trashcans like the fans did at the Q. F U soccer fan. 

What’s with all the teammates battling eachother on the field and in the dugout in major league and college baseball?  Arizona State teammates beating eachother up before getting smoked by Fresno State?  The Rays going at it.  Youklis and Ramirez in the Red Sox dug-out almost come to blows.  Acta and Dukes last night in the National’s game.  It’s like when we see Hacksaw come thru the sportspit, with that heavy-lidded, dough-mouth look on his face.  You just want to punch him!  Hey, I get it.  The game is intense, emotions are running high but come on fellas, reign it in!  Keep your laundry in-house.  Even the A’s from the early 70’s are saying you are out of control.

Speaking of out of control, Palet is such a bitch about blogging and helping promote “The Mike Costa Show with Dave Palet and Jeff Dotseth” on XTRA Sports 1360.  Every time he’s asked to blog or do an appearance or anything, he grabs his Vee and begins whining.  Man, even Ello says he whines a lot.  I cannot wait to mangle him in the Dave and Jeff Bitches 500 coming up in a few weeks. 

Talk to you next week,

Mike

 

Mike's weekly trappings
Sunday 06-08-2008 9:49am PT

So what the F is the big deal with the Kardashian reality show? I was home this afternoon and it was on, so I felt like taking a half-hour of my life and pissing it away. Holy S, what a bag of kraska this is!!! Somebody clue me in. As far as I can tell, Bruce Jenner was way horny and met the Kardashian mom, who was once married to the guy who knew OJ Simpson but has since vapor locked. They got married because she knows where Bruce can go for his next face-lift. Okay, let's begin with her. She's an idiot. I am sure Jenner convinces her to all kinds of weird S with that 10-cent head on her shoulders. In this episode, she took the girls and bought some chickens. Riveting. Then there's the eldest daughter, Mega Kardashian. Kind of like the former wrestler China, but without a penis. She's so pent up about being huge and not hot, she's way bitter. She works at some clothes shop, where people go to look better. I hope she doesn't help them as their sales assistant, because she'll only help them pick out shi**y looking clothes so they'll look worse, to make herself feel better. Then there's the one Reggie Bush is putting the stones to, Kim? Giant ass. She's okay but she's got San Fernando Valley porn shoot written all over her. What's she ever done? Another example of somebody being famous because they are famous. Maybe Reggie will send her to hand back his Heismann Trophy, after the NCAA's investigation is complete in the Lloyd Lake scandal. Man, what a mess their lives will be and they're not even married yet. Rumor has it she's carrying Reggie's baby. What a winner. Then there's another one, who's name I missed. She seems normal but I am sure there's more than one gag-ball story in her past. And they have a youngest daughter who sits by and watches all this sh*t go down. Boy, what a mess. I can't wait for the next episode.


I might start my own reality show. Keeping up with the Palet's.


Talk to you next week,


Mike

Mike's Weekly Trappings...
Monday 06-02-2008 4:28pm PT

Okay, so there was all this MMA stuff this weekend and Kimbo Slice’s fight was fixed and some guy’s ear had its’ p-----d during the fight and CBS brought it mainstream and Dotseth was crawling around like a Bichon Frise in heat! I am sorry, I don’t get it. I have never been an MMA fan, never got into the octagon or fighting with knives and cobras in Japan, etc. Am I missing something? So two guys get in there, wail on one-another, one taps out or passes out and takes a shot in the nickles and the other guy wins. Crap, I just described foreplay at Palet’s house. Well, good luck MMA folks and stuff, I guess.


And what about these chick’s who MMA it on each other. The last thing I wanna see is the next Ms. "I-Think-Mike-Costa-Is-Hot" getting punched in the zorch. Golly, if you’re all pent-up and need a release, take it out on one of the single guys at XTRA. They’ll kick your ass.


Padres suck.


The Red Wings might clinch the Stanley Cup tonight. I have not watched any of the finals. I suck but I am sorry, I have 0 interest.


I did get the NBA Finals I wanted. Come on Boston,  show those two stains I do the show with who knows hoops in the morning.


NFL is coming...just hold tight and breathe slowly.



Finally for today, the "Dave and Jeff Show Bitches 500"is coming to San Diego soon.  Dave is SOOOOO confident, just because his wonderful wife said she has confidence in him.  Dave's wife better reign it in.  Two words for you, team stupid:  MALACHI CRUNCH! 

Talk to you next week,

Mike
Mike's Weekly Trappings...
Tuesday 05-27-2008 7:15pm PT

I met a nice woman over the weekend named Danica, at a Memorial Day BBQ!  No, not the Indy car skank but a nice lady.  As far as the Indy car bi-ch, go away.  You are news ONLY because you are the size of a bidet.  What, you were gonna throw down with Briscoe in his pit area just because you lost?  Eat it.  And make the boys some sandwiches before you leave... 

Hack-nuts reported today (5-27-08) in his hottest headlines quarterback Marques Tuiasasopo is coming back to the Raiders.  That was not big news, last Friday! 

The Pittsburgh Penguins have been like Palet when he has the trots...weak!  Stanley Cup finals have stunk but no denying the Red Wings are GOOD! 

Padres split four with the Reds.  Yippeee.  Man, so depressing, just like seeing Dotseth every f---ing weekday!  Hey Chargers, I'll give you ten bucks if you begin training camp tomorrow...speaking of Chargers, the annual "Shoot For The Cure" takes place June 6th at Chargers Park.  I believe tickets are still available but going fast.  XTRA'S Brian Wilson, Chainsaw from the DSC on KGB and I will be MC'ing the event, helping Chargers PR Director Bill Johnston and the Huntington's Disease Society of San Diego help eradicate this horrible afflication.  Call 800-473-4104 for more info.  Please, help out a VERY worthy cause!!! 

What else?  I am back in the gym tomorrow as I get ready for my Summer vacation.  I am scared.  I am out of shape.  I am going to barf on the treadmill...

Talk to you soon,

Mike

 


Mike's Weekly Trappings...
Friday 05-23-2008 6:45pm PT
Geez, please tell me it's not Memorial Day Weekend...dang.  My parents told me, and I didn't believe them but time does fly by as you get older.  It's amazing how smart, then dumb, then REALLY dumb, then smart, then REALLY smart my parents have become. 

So what to do the next three days?  Well, after sitting-in for Dotseth, Mr-I-don't-take-a-vacation-when-I-am-on-vacation-can't-stop-texting-guy for a week,  I might not do a damn thing.  Indy 500?  Whatever.  And who drinks milk to celebrate a win besides a cat?  Padres?  No chance after last night. Topher and I took our yearly trip to Petco and after almost sending him into diabetic shock with a full bucket of cotton-candy, I am good on trips to the ol' ballpark for the time being.  Unless I am there to interview somebody for "The Mike Costa Show with those other guys."  Quick note to Channel 4 San Diego, the home of Padres baseball in town.  Kudos for NOT showing Chris Young's nose go putty the other night.  The S&M club owner I did the show with all week, Palet, said it was a mistake not to.  He said this going out the door, as he was late for his appointment with Mistress Bullwhip!  Call me when the not-swinging Friars are at .500. 

I am golfing Saturday in a buddy's yearly Memorial Day Kensington tournament, a.k.a. see how much you can drink and not barf in the parking lot of McGreggor's, get-together.  Some say they can't golf until they swig a cold one.  Me?  It's my white flag. 

I am really Jonesing for football.  I REALLY feel, even being a Raider fan and all, this season is FINALLY the year the Chargers hoist the Lombardi Trophy.  Too much talent, too many good football people in the organization.  And to do it before the Padres get a World Series trophy is ultimate scoreboard in town. 
 
NBA is going full tilt and I will watch tonight and this weekend.  Still not sure I will get my LA/Boston final but hoping.  The Celtics may sh*t the bed with Detroit.  Anybody else creeped by Rip Hamilton and his plastic facemask?  Sack up, p*ssy!  

Oh well, final note here, as I am married to the daughter of a retired Admiral.  Take a little time in the next three days to think about why we have a Memorial Day weekend.  Remember, it's not all car, furniture and huge tent sales.  Think about the men and woman who have died for us and our great country.  Men and women who were different because they might have been African American, Caucasian, Filipino, Jewish, Baptist, Democrat, Republican, left handed, red haired or  football fans but were exactly the same because they were Americans!  All defended us without a moment's hesitation, all asked how high when told to jump, all paid the ultimate price so we can live like we do today.  Remember them this weekend!

God bless America,

Mike    


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