03.30.09

Calipari’s Pitino Emulation Hits New Heights

Posted in Basketball, College Spurts, General at 11:51 am by

The Memphis Commercial-Appeal‘s Dan Wolken reports University Of Memphis head basketball coach John Calipari held a team meeting this morning and strongly hinted to the squad that he’ll be coaching Kentucky next season.

While Calipari did not say explicitly what he planned to do, players left the meeting convinced that Calipari would take the job. According to the source, Calipari told the team that Kentucky was the Notre Dame of basketball.

Meanwhile, ESPN.com reported Monday morning that Calipari met with Kentucky officials over the weekend to discuss an outline of a deal to replace Billy Gillispie.

A source told The Commercial Appeal on Sunday that Calipari had expressed interest in the job and could meet with Kentucky this week but that a meeting was œnot definite.

Memphis officials, according to multiple sources, had no direct knowledge of a meeting between Calipari and Kentucky if one indeed took place over the weekend. Kentucky still had not asked Memphis for formal permission to speak with Calipari as of 9:45 a.m., according to sports information director Lamar Chance.

Either way, Memphis is expected to make a strong bid to keep Calipari with a financial package that would make him the highest paid coach in basketball, according to another source.

While it’s hardly too early to wonder where Memphis might turn if/when Calipari’s hiring in Lexington becomes official, let’s consider the real victims of the Wildcats’ likely coup ; Memphis’ returning players Jeff Caple and Travis Ford, who are both denied the opportunity to extract greater compensation from Oklahoma and Oklahoma State, respectively.

03.29.09

When A Cringeworthy Advertisement Is Inevitable, Relax And Enjoy It

Posted in Basketball, Video Games at 6:50 pm by

Honestly, I don’t know what’s more surprising — that the new Guitar Hero ad featuring The General, (Sick Boy) Roy Williams, Rick “Matt from Tyvek Isn’t Walking Through That Door” Pitino and Coach K isn’t being financed by the opposition to make Rock Band look cool by comparison…or that the General is so willing to poke fun at his lousy reputation. Can a Bill Belichick spot for Ashley Madison.com be far off?

Funny Video Coverage Comes To Those Who Wait : The Re-Emergence Of An NBA Icon

Posted in Basketball at 6:37 pm by

Sure, his team is just playing out the string, but we know it’s a huge morale boost for one of the East’s also-rans to witness a team leader, nay,  the face of the franchise, returning to the hardwood after a long absence.

But enough about Eddy Curry, I hear Gilbert Arenas played some basketball last night, too.

Lou Saban, Dead At 87

Posted in Gridiron at 5:29 pm by

Lou Saban, a head coach in the NFL, AFL and NCAA for more than 40 years (as well as a former New York Yankees club president) passed away earlier today in South Carolina at the age of 87.  From the Buffalo News’ Mark Gaughan :

Saban (above, seated) had two successful stints as Bills head coach. The first came from 1962 to 1965. He built the Bills in to a powerhouse, and directed the AFL title teams in 1964 and 1965. He left the Bills after that second crown to coach at the University of Maryland. But he returned in 1972 and helped catapult O.J. Simpson to NFL stardom.

Simpson became the focal point of the Bills’ offense once Saban arrived, and in 1973, he set the NFL single-season rushing record with 2,003 yards. Saban directed the Bills to the playoffs in 1974. He resigned during the 1976 season.

Saban alienated Bills Owner Ralph Wilson Jr. by quitting twice and he has never been added to the team’s Wall of Fame.

He finished with a record of 68 wins, 45 losses and four ties, according to the Pro-Football-Reference Web site.

Saban cited heart problems in quitting his most recent coaching job, at tiny Chowan University in Murfreesboro, N.C., in 2002 at the age of 81.

But four years later, he told a Buffalo News sports columnist that he would be interested in coaching again.

“If I coach again, fine. It not, who cares? I can’t force anything. When I mention my age, they say I’m too old. I can’t battle it. I can’t in any way cover up my age. I’d like to test myself again. That sounds selfish, but I’ve proven myself, and I’m alive. There’s nothing the matter with my brain,” Saban said in the 2006 interview.

Recession Be Damned, New Yorkers Want Their Shack Burgers

Posted in Baseball, Food, The Marketplace, Ugly New Stadiums at 3:59 pm by

Pic lifted from clr‘s Twitter feed.  The Mets charged a mere $5 to see St. John’s & Georgetown play the first competitive game in Citi Field history, while the Shack Shack charges $6.75 (at their Manhattan locations, anyway) for a Vanilla Creamsicle Shake.  Of course, said shake is “blended with David Kirsch Vitamin-Mineral Orange Super-Juice”, which undoubtedly makes it an important part of Livan Hernandez’ training table.

Stop Me If You’ve Heard This One (A Thousand Times) Before : The Widow Cobain Accused Of Online Trash Talk

Posted in Free Expression, The Law at 10:47 am by

In which recording artist/Judaism expert Courtney Love provides the rest of us with great inspiration the next time we receive a bill we cannot or will not pay.  From Page Six’s Paula Froelich :

In papers filed Thursday in Los Angeles Superior Court, Dawn Simorangkir, who runs a sportswear line called Boudoir Queen, says Courtney Love asked her to create a wardrobe for her, but then got angry when the designer sent her an invoice.

Love then hatched a “plot to destroy Simorangkir,” writing “malicious and false statements” on the Internet, claiming the designer “sold drugs, is a drug addict, has a history of selling cocaine, has a history of assault and battery, has a record of prostitution, has committed grand theft . . . was deemed an unfit parent, lost custody of her child, is a racist and homophobe . . . [and] is a danger to society,” the suit states.

In addition, “Love publicly made the menacing and disturbing statement that Simorangkir will be ‘hunted til your [sic] dead,’ ” according to the suit. “Whether caused by a drug-induced psychosis, a warped understanding of reality, or the belief that her money and fame allow her to disregard the law, Love has embarked on what is nothing short of an obsessive and delusional crusade to terrorize,” the suit claims.

It also states that Love’s vicious missives refer to Simorangkir as a “vile horrible lying bitch” and “the nastiest lying person I have ever known . . . [a] total scumbag.”

Apparently, if you read TMZ or any number of sub-Golden Fiddle sites, this dispute is pretty old news (well, by 3 days anyhow), but as someone genuinely saddened at the way so many have tried to bilk Ms. Love out of her hard earned fortune, the above item seemed newsworthy enough for a Sunday morning.

03.28.09

The Wire’s David Simon : Not Nearly Finished Dumping On The Baltimore Sun

Posted in non-sporting journalism, The World Of Entertainment at 7:18 pm by

“If I want to find out what’s going on in this city, I’ve got to go to a fucking bar and talk to a police lieutenant and take notes on a cocktail napkin,” moans “The Wire” creator David Simon (above, third from left) to the Guardian’s Oliver Burkeman. “That’s what passes for high-end journalism in Baltimore these days.” Lest you think Season 5 settled all of the old scores for Simon, “The Wire”‘s recent UK success has afforded him another opportunity to take a shot at the American news media.

Simon doesn’t respond well to the criticism that perhaps things aren’t entirely bad – that his shows’ unremitting pessimism distorts a world where some people do defeat the crushing force of social institutions. Last year, the journalist Mark Bowden made that charge in the Atlantic magazine, and Simon hasn’t forgiven him. “This premise that The Wire wasn’t real because it didn’t show people having good outcomes in west Baltimore … I don’t know what to tell him. We didn’t spend a series in a cul-de-sac with people barbecuing; it was the story of what’s happening at the bottom rungs of an economy where capitalism has been allowed free rein. And if he’s telling me it’s not happening, I want to take his fucking entitled ass and drive him to west Baltimore and shove him out of the car, at Monroe and Fayette, and say, find your way back, fucker, because you’ve got your head up your ass at the Atlantic.”

Behind Simon’s general disillusion is a disillusionment with journalism, the only work he ever wanted to do. Raised in a secular Jewish household in the Washington suburbs, he wrote for his school magazine, then was so busy editing the University of Maryland newspaper that it took him five years to graduate (“with terrible grades”). In his final year he began stringing for the local paper, the Sun; his wife, the novelist Laura Lippman, is another former Sun reporter. The way he tells it, the central betrayal of Simon’s life is the gutting of the Sun by profit-obsessed owners and Pulitzer-obsessed editors. One of those reviled executives, Bill Marimow, gets an obnoxious police lieutenant named after him in The Wire; Scott Templeton, the weaselly fabricator of season five, is modelled on a Sun colleague. (Other former staffers describe Simon as a perpetual picker of fights.)

The collapse of the US newspaper industry has left politicians free to pursue their unethical schemes unscrutinised. “The internet does froth and commentary very well, but you don’t meet many internet reporters down at the courthouse,” he says. “Oh to be a state or local official in America over the next 10 to 15 years, before somebody figures out the business model. To gambol freely across the wastelands of an American city as a local politician! It’s got to be one of the great dreams in the history of American corruption.”