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Report Card Tuesday: Bledsoe, Kanter, Pearl, NCAA Flunk; Dieng Incomplete
The Birmingham paper is reporting an apparent discrepancy in Eric Bledsoe’s Algebra grades. Imagine our surprise. Seems he got an A, which made him barely eligible to play last season at UK. But his...
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Stocking Stuffers: Candy, Coal and Curios(ities)
I know, Christmas was so yesterday. But, hey, better late than never. Blame it on the, uh, blizzard . . . yeah, that’s it . . . blame it on the blizzard up northeast. Candy. For both Roger Federer and...
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Prime Time: Who is Ready? Who is Not?
Jo-Wilfried Tsonga. Not ready. The guy rallied from two sets down to beat Roger Federer in Wimbledon’s quarter finals. (It was RF’s first such meltdown ever in a Grand Slam tourney.) Tsonga appeared...
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No Rumors, No Innuendo, Just Questions
Woof. It’s the dog days of summer, whatdaya want from me? Rumors? Innuendo? Recruiting gossip that Jody Demling hasn’t already covered? Nah. But I got some question? * * * * * Why do Gene Smith and...
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Sunday Sniping: Zebras Run Amok, Tennis Transcendence, Tiger Rocked
Here’s an old saw I haven’t talked about for awhile. Too many of the “elite” college referees are doing too many games. I just turned on the telly and caught the last couple seconds of Notre Dame’s...
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The Fourth: Wieners, Wimbledon, Woods & Wheeling through Gaul
(Seedy Slog Note, pre-posting: I planned on having this up before noon, this Independence Day. Well, you can tell I didn’t make it. Sooooo, from the get go, I can report that Joey Chestnut repeated at...
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Friday’s Fahrenheit: Fishing, Federer & Folderol
There are sports I watch where my allegiances are firm and of long standing. I don’t root against my Louisville Cardinals. Or the Detroit Tigers, Lions, Red Wings or Pistons. Or Barcelona. Or the...
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Sunday’s Sports Slog with a Stiff Upper Lip
Riddle me this, ye poobahs who run Wimbledon. How come you keep the roof you built for just such instances open when it’s going to rain on center court? Or, like now when it is, uh, raining as I write...
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Tuesday Tidbits: Tsouris On Tobacco Road +
Okay for those of you not fluent in Yiddish, the definition: Tsouris translates as trouble, distress, heartburn from the outcome of a stressful situation. It’s a feeling to be avoided at all costs....
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Monday Morning QB: Brotherhood Day
Let me be the first to make a year end prediction. Yes, I’m looking ahead 11 and 1/2 months. Hey, I got the blog. I got the keyboard. I’ll do what I wanna. My prognostication: If Indiana wins the NCAA...
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Hernandez & Other Hump Day Harrumphs
I had lunch today with my usual Wednesday noon compadres, this week at recently opened Sidebar, where the burgers as advertised are pretty damn good. There’s the usual array of casual food at a place...
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Sunday Morning Snap Shots: Bucs, Bikes, Brooklyn Basketball & More
Well, we now know for sure which school is going to be the dark horse come autumn in the World’s Greatest Football League. Vanderbilt Commodores, come on down. A loyal reader, a former Louisvillian who...
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Sunday’s Baseline: Britannia Rules & Other Observations Of More Concern In...
Now that Dwight Howard has settled the really burning and oh so important question in sports, by eschewing the LA LA Lakers, and taking his talents to Houston to play for the Rockets, we can move on to...
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