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Thursday, March 31, 2011

"Somebody Has to Be in Control" by Ian Parker - Newyorker.com

Normally I eschew celebrity profiles because I think actors are generally vapid and whiny and sending someone to portray them in a different light is almost always uninteresting. That being said, George Clooney is fucking cool. How true is his line about the kind of people you hang out with on Sundays?


P.S. also this "(Clooney, in 2005, speaking about suicide bombers: “But, really, who wants seventy virgins? I want eight pros.”)" God Bless.


"Bo Knows Best" by Michael Weinreb - ESPN.com

Sorry for all the sports stuff today if that's not your bag, but Bo Jackson talking about killing a grizzly bear with a handgun was just too good to resist. Here's Bo proving the old adage: you don't have to be the fastest, you just can't be the slowest--casual racism an amusing plus.

"I wasn't scared," Bo says. "I wasn't scared because I knew I could outrun my white buddy. You've got to think about these things, man."

"Hub Fans Bid Kid Adieu" by John Updike - Newyorker.com

An oldie but a goodie, this piece about Ted Williams' last game by John Updike is considered one of the best pieces of sports writing of all time. Ted Williams just amazes the shit out of me. Last man to bat .400, 521 career ding knocks, missed five years of his prime to two different wars and was such a sick fighter pilot the military made him an instructor for other fighter pilots. Love to see A-Rod's fancy ass do that. Splendid Splinter indeed.

"'Would You Rather with Joe Mauer'" by Rafi Kohan - GQ.com

Love this game. Just the things you find out about people's psyches y'know? People are crazy. Joe Mauer would rather be bald for the rest of his life than finish last in his stupid division just once. That's what I call long-term dumb.

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

"Same .270 Average, Varied Weight" by Ben Shpigel - NYTimes.com

The Times weighs in on the Yankees on their season's eve. Oddly enough, Jeter and Rodriguez were two of only five MLB players who batted exactly .270 last year. Obviously people are tweaking out about Jeter's drop in batting average, but no one's made a mention of Rodriguez at the same number.

I don't know, I guess it can be rationalized by A-Rod's power numbers. I'm just still trying to figure out if I'm impressed that he's 6'3" 222 at 9% body fat. I expect more.


P.S. Right?

"Lebron and My New Race Riot Act" by Scott Raab - Esquire.com

Weird turn of events for this shorter piece. Starts off with the writer--a more than middle aged white man--getting "quitness" shaved into his head in preparation for his seats just behind the Heat's bench when they played the Cavs in Cleveland last night. It ends with a rather eloquent take on race in America.

"Goodbye, LCD Soundsystem: James Murphy's Art of Hopeless Commitment" by Nitsuh Abebe - Nymag.com

Sadly, LCD Soundsystem is about to call it a day. This tribute to lead singer James Murphy from New York Magazine is a fitting elegy to one of the most influential NYC bands of the past decade. Don't worry James, you never lost your edge.


P.S. Cribbed this one from the singer himself. It's called a James Murphy: Pour a shot of whiskey in a champagne flute, fill the rest with champagne. The champagne gets you drunk, and the whiskey keeps you that way.