Gary took a program still grievously shocked by Len Bias' death (Len Bias was the best player I ever saw play in person) and on severe probation for rules violations by his predecessor and reestablished Maryland as the clear third best ACC program and won - with a senior/junior based team - as honest a national championship as can be when run by the NCAA racketeers. He ran a clean program, and if at 67 he still won't give handjobs to AAU coaches in exchange for access to their prima donnas but is tired of hearing how he can't win because he won't, Lefty bless him.
- *It was more than that of course. I lost helmetball first, then baseball, then basketball, and perhaps I'm simply girding emotionally for when my soccer team leaves town but I feel the soccer starting to slip away from me too (though that first champs game between fucking Barca and fucking Madrid brought it above subliminal for me). More later or, if we're all lucky, not.
- Revenge and justice.
- Words and actions.
- Cons and conspiracies.
- Abhor violence, but....
- Own it.
- The growing cover-up. More on this too tomorrow, but maybe this will be enough: truth, in propaganda, is the last consideration.
- Rhetorical question.
- Thug life.
- Street life.
- International Day of the Midwife.
- For E.J. Dionne it's love again.
- Everything is hard.
- The Ayn Rand Social Club.
- God answers Michelle.
- Here's Lisa's Pupetto:
- The Kindly Ones. As some asshat commented there: I loved hating it so much I still can’t stop thinking about it two months later.
- The Kindly Ones.
- Terry Riley.
- When I laugh.
- I had a bunch more songs (and lit-links and moco links and general links) but motherfucking blooger ate the post, a much more frequently happening occurrence. What the fuck? So, here's Lisa's Bennie (and a reminder to send your cats to me):
there are so many tictoc clocks everywhere telling people what toctic time it is for tictic instance five toc minutes toc past six tic Spring is not regulated and does not get out of order nor do its hands a little jerking move over numbers slowly we do not wind it up it has no weights springs wheels inside of its slender self no indeed dear nothing of the kind. (So,when kiss Spring comes we'll kiss each kiss other on kiss the kiss lips because tic clocks toc don't make a toctic difference to kisskiss you and to kiss me)
Well, doublefuck, motherfucking youtube is broken and won't provide embedding code. Song later, or not.
I followed the link to Dionne's fluff piece. And read it.ReplyDelete
I would feel cleaner if I'd taken a bath in giraffe feces and baby tears.
Also, thanks linkage.
The president’s rhetoric has often emphasized caring, compassion and community, the language one expects from a moderately liberal politician. Yet as one of his close aides told me long ago, there is inside a very cool, tough, even hard man.ReplyDelete
Sure, Dionne, if by "very cool, tough, even hard man" you mean an execrable right-wing plutocrap asslicker.
P.S. BDR, I've been associated with two cats in my life, but the best I'll be able to send will be pictures of the pictures (if I can find them). Max and Whack: they are missed.
Agreed re: Gary Williams. As a UNC alum (and b'ball fan since the mid-60s), I remember how much I respected—and feared—Elmore & TomMc. GW re-built the franchise, and once again Heels fans feared Cole FH. Guy brought in guards that almost made us forget John Lucas, the ONLY competitor to Phil Ford. Guy put teams together. Guy put game plans together. Respect.ReplyDelete
NCAA b'ball is better when teams like Butler prevail against the one-and-dones of Calipari et al. Team being the operant word. UNC (tho' we lose plenty to the pros, look at this year's 100% return) rarely lets me down in that respect (Who was the only man who could hold Michael Jordan to under 20 ppg? Dean Smiff). 3-point line is too close, though.
I hate NBA. Can't even watch a playoff game. Here's why: the League gets the biggest, fastest, strongest. Selection. Compare these guys to those guys who played back in, say, the Hoosiers era (film, that is). Yet they still play on the same size court with the same basket height. It's too crowded. Too much thuggery. Too much one-on-one star v. star. NBA would be a better team game if they raised the hoop to 11' or 11.5' and widened and seriously lengthened the court. Teams would have to play more like teams or they'd wear out their guys, cause they'd have to guard better. Guys would have to shoot better, too—up instead of down.
You're gonna start rooting for the Cantona Cosmos, ain't ya.ReplyDelete
Man, between blogger and tubes, you completely broke the internets.
I was in an airport today and touched a WaPo for the first time in years to read the stories about Gary Williams. If we all did our jobs with the skill, passion and honesty that he did his, we'd have a 5 hour work week. As Jay Bilas said a few years ago: "No one from outside of North Carolina has ever consistently competed in the ACC except for Gary Williams." I like to think he quit because he couldn't stand the thought of ever having to see another parasite AAU/agent/advisor standing next to some kid with a shot at a free education. And I wish Gary peace.ReplyDelete
The stories were good, though I'm glad I didn't pay for the piece of shit or even glance at the Op-ed section.