Month: January 2024 (Page 2 of 3)

High School Hoops Chronicles, S1V9

A super busy week with a very exciting ending as L and her teammates played in the Indianapolis City tournament.

Tournament rules allowed for three swing players who were eligible for both JV and varsity games. These players had to be named before the tournament and could not change from game-to-game. L was one of Cathedral’s, which was cool, but it also limited her minutes for the week.

In Tuesday’s quarterfinals, the JV squad won 57–3, giving up just three free throws.[1] L had 8 points on 4–7 shooting with one assist in 11 minutes. Later, in the varsity game, she chipped-in two points, two rebounds, and two steals during 13, running clock, second half minutes in a 61–19 win.

Thursday was another easy win for JV, this time 57–21. L played about 12 minutes taking, and making, just one shot while grabbing two more steals.

I think the plan was to play her and the other swing players heavy minutes in the varsity game to rest the starters for Friday’s final. But Covenant Christian had other ideas. They packed a zone around our inside players, our perimeter girls could not buy a 3, and the team went a collective 4–19 from the free throw line. Meanwhile CC was running patient offense and hit some big shots. They held the lead until midway through the fourth quarter when we finally went on a nice run to take control. The game very much had a higher seed trailing a lower seed in March vibe, with that extra level of dumb nervousness. CC banked in a three at the final horn to cut the final margin to seven. L did not get off the bench in the 39–32 win.

That all led up to Friday’s finals, both against Bishop Chatard. Remember, the Irish beat the Trojans by two in JV and six in varsity just two weeks ago.

The JV game started slow. We were down 9–8 at the end of the first quarter after Chatard hit a 3 as time expired. The second quarter was a slog, and we led 12–11 at the break.

The key to the first half was L getting two fouls in the first four minutes of the game and sitting for about eight minutes of game time before re-entering. Then she got her third foul just before halftime and had to sit again.

She was back on the court to start the third quarter. We scored to go up three and BC answered with a 3 to tie at 14-all. On the next possession L put her head down, blew through the entire BC defense, and hit a tough layup to give us a lead we never relinquished.

One possession later the girl she was guarding drove deep into the lane and got L up in the air. I was already cussing, thinking she was about to pick up foul number four and return to the bench. But the BC girl went up soft, L cleanly blocked her shot, and the ball caromed off the shooter out of bounds. L yelled, pumped her fist, and pointed the CHS direction before the ref. Moments later she hit another tough shot after driving through the defense. BC called a timeout and she screamed all the way to the bench.

Homegirl was fired up.

With time running out in the quarter L kicked to a teammate behind the arc, and she swished a 3 as the horn sounded. Thirteen point lead going into the final period.

Two weeks ago the Irish led by nine going into the final period, then L sat to save minutes for varsity and we had to hit some big free throws to win.

No problem closing things out Friday. L played the entire quarter. CHS ran patient offense, looking to burn clock. BC made a couple mini-runs but never got closer than nine.

Final score, 35–22 CHS.

Indianapolis JV City champs!

After shaking hands with BC, the CHS girls ran to the middle of the court and piled on each other before receiving the championship trophy. Sadly the nets were saved for the winners of the varsity game.

L didn’t have great stats: four points on those two layups – the only shots she took – two rebounds, that one assist, the big block, and two turnovers. But she controlled the game when she was on the court. Both of those layups were “Fuck you, get out of my way” plays against sophomores.[2] She was terrific on defense, containing whichever of BC’s guards she matched up with. They ditched their pressure in the second half because she kept solving it. And even with her not looking to score, our offense was much smoother when she was running it. There was always an outlet to get the ball to when things got dicey. She played confidently and poised.

Another huge factor was three girls who usually play kind of casual were all locked in during the second half. They grabbed seemingly every offensive rebound. They made tough shots inside. They played calmer than they normally do. L’s BC friend K blocked five shots in the first half. Our girls adjusted and avoided the blocks while racking up four fouls on K as they out-fought her in the paint. L was the steadying force, but those three girls were the engine that powered the win.

Later, on our way home, L told us she almost didn’t play. She nearly threw up, felt faint, and had a nosebleed between school and the game. We knew she had an illness was coming on,[3] but had no idea it was that bad. Without my prompting she said, “This was my Michael Jordan Flu Game.” I pointed out she scored 34 points fewer than MJ, but other than that, she did have a huge impact on the outcome and it was good she decided to tough it out and play.

The varsity game seemed headed towards a similar final margin before some late drama kicked in. BC started the game awesome, leading by double figures much of the first half. Our girls struggled with the BC zone and when we got open shots just couldn’t hit them. There was a sequence where the Trojans hit a shot, we had a 3 circle the rim and spin out, they hit another shot, we had a short jumper spin out, they hit two free throws, and we air-balled a 3. We only had nine points at halftime. At one point we trailed by 15.

CHS made a run after the break and got the lead down to six before it ballooned back up to 13. We chipped away again and trailed by eight going into the fourth. Then a 10–0 run gave us the lead and the final three minutes were back-and-forth.

Regulation ended with the teams tied sending the game to overtime, which was epic.

The entire extra period was back-and-forth. Trailing by one, BC missed a makable layup with under ten seconds left. We grabbed the rebound and got fouled, but had to inbound. We were on the verge of getting a five second call when BC was whistled for grabbing our best player. This was their fifth foul so we finally went to the line. The first shot hit front and back iron before rimming out. The second crawled in. Up two with 4.9 seconds left.

After a timeout, BC got the ball in, raced up the middle of the court, and found a girl wide open on the left wing who swished a 3 at the buzzer for the win. The Chatard people went nuts, the CHS players were in tears, us Irish fans stood in stunned silence. So, so close. That was a clutch ass shot.

The last 15 or so game minutes were fantastic. CHS made an amazing comeback, but the missed free throw and leaving the shooter were massive mistakes. BC had the game comfortably in hand and did well to recover after giving it all back. If you were a neutral it would have been an awesome way to spend a miserably cold, rainy evening.

Afterward L was pissed despite not playing in the varsity game. I think she knew this was her best shot to win a varsity city title given who we lose this year and who BC has coming back. She was also annoyed that since varsity lost, JV didn’t get to truly celebrate their win. BC’s entire roster got to cut down nets while the CHS JV got a trophy.

There are just two weeks left in the regular season. CHS has two games this week and two next. We, and the entire state, find out who we play in sectionals this coming Sunday.


  1. This was not the worst beat-down of the week. In the varsity tournament, there was a 90–7 game. And that was with a running clock. You should be allowed to pull more JV girls up when you know the game is probably going to take that path.  ↩
  2. I know nothing about these girls, but L does not like them. Which I really, really respect. I generally hated people I played against, but couldn’t . She focuses her hate far better than I ever did.  ↩
  3. She spent almost all of Saturday and Sunday in bed.  ↩

Weekend Notes

Kind of a strange weekend, mostly due to the weather, which kept us cooped up inside. I spent roughly 87.2% of Saturday and Sunday on the couch, under a blanket, either watching sports on TV, watching shows on my laptop, or reading one of two books.


Jayhawk Talk: Hoops

It took awhile to get going, but a very nice bounce back game against Oklahoma. Johnny Furphy moving into the starting lineup worked out pretty well, both for him and Elmarko Jackson, who looked more relaxed coming off the bench. The more I see it in action the more I think KJ Adams’ free throw line jumper/floater could be the key to unlocking the KU offense. Assuming this team continues to never hit 3s, that is.

I forgot to mention in my wrap-up of the UCF game that when KU was cruising in the first half, I texted friends that this was the best KU had looked all year. Moments later they went into the shitter. Saturday, after KU blew a five point lead, I said I hated this team and that they were terrible to watch. Moments later they broke the game open. I need to keep my mouth shut until the game is over.

I watched parts of several Big 12 games Saturday. Man, this conference is such a beast. Most games in the 60s, with minimal separation. I watched Houston for the first time. They are so tough and athletic and relentless. Just because they lost twice last week is not a reason to count them out. Their game with TCU was tremendous.

At this point Baylor would seem to be the favorite, even with Texas Tech tied with them at 3–0. Still, Baylor did not look all that impressive when I was watching their game against Cincinnati. Of course, Tech is letting an accused rapist play, which you have to think the Hoops Gods will not look kindly on.

The conference is filled with teams that have very little to differentiate them. UCF is probably the “worst” team in the league, and they just beat KU. West Virginia beat Texas. BYU and Cincinnati are much better than most people expected them to be. Just like I’m going to complain about KU’s shooting every week, I’m going to remind you about how tough the Big 12 is every week.


Jayhawk Talk: Lance!

KU fans had roughly 24 hours of semi-worry and then 15 minutes of full-on panic when rumors about Lance Leipold taking the Washington job bubbled up. First, he was said to be one of the top candidates on Saturday. Sunday afternoon both an allegedly reputable national site and a local source who is fairly locked in suggested that he had been offered the job and was likely to take it.

The next 10–15 minutes were pretty wild on Twitter and in text threads.

Fortunately Leipold put all that speculation to rest with a Tweet of his own and both national and local sources quickly reported that he and KU had agreed to a new contract.

Full-on panic to elation in 15 minutes. America, 2024!

A couple hours later news dropped that UW was hiring Arizona coach Jed Fisch. Which makes me wonder if UW really offered the job to Lance or if it was just posturing by his agent to squeeze a little more out of KU in their negotiations. Regardless, it seems like KU dodged a bullet. We had all relaxed after the main round of coach shuffling passed with Lance still in Lawrence. Then Nick Saban fucked that all up and we had to briefly stress again.

The added bonus is with Fisch leaving Arizona, they are likely to lose some players, weakening a team that was expected to be one of the best in the Big 12 next year. They aren’t on KU’s 2024 schedule, but that does potentially mean one fewer team to have to beat out for a spot on the conference championship game. Although I have no idea how that is going to work in the revamped Big 12. And KU has a few more holes to plug before we start getting too excited about a possible conference title game run.


NFL Playoffs

First off, we all agree the Chiefs-Dolphins game being on Peacock was bullshit, right? Even more bullshitty was NBC’s incessant promotion of the game. Shots of Kansas City during the Houston game, just so they could talk about the nightcap. Calling it a historic event was even more bullshit.

Then came the cherry on top, NBC proclaiming Sunday that it was a milestone in sports and media history. We are into the second decade of broadly available, streamed sports events. NBC didn’t roll out any new technology for this game. They, and the NFL, decided to hide it behind a paywall that still forced viewers to watch commercials just to scrape more money out of fans.

You have to take out a mortgage to afford going to games. Over-the-air broadcasts have more commercial breaks than ever. And now more and more games are slipping behind paywalls. The NFL and Roger Goodell rival MLB and Rob Manfred for finding the most ways to fuck its fans.

I guess the Chiefs played well? We don’t have Peacock. I watched a movie.

Super impressive performance by Houston Saturday. I picked Cleveland and was very wrong. C.J. Stroud is going to be a problem. The Colts better hope Anthony Richardson can develop into a reasonable foil for him. And if Carolina didn’t have a shit-bag of an owner, I would feel sorry for them totally blowing the draft last spring.

Even more impressive performance by Green Bay Sunday, knocking out my Super Bowl pick Cowboys in shockingly easy fashion. Again, I was very wrong. The Niners are going to cream the Packers next week, though, aren’t they, making this an even worse loss for Cowboys fans.

The last game of Sunday was a lot of fun. Detroit jumps out early and their crowd is going nuts. LA claws back in the second half. You could feel the tension in the Detroit crowd as an LA win seemed inevitable. Then a couple close calls went Detroit’s way, the Lions converted a big third down, and they won their first playoff game since 1992. A great, cathartic scene at Ford Field, even if the Rams probably should have won that game.


Weather

As miserable as it was/is here in Indy, we really got off easy. A ton of rain Friday; I had the pump on the pool cover all day and three different times it rained hard enough to cover it completely. It had time to pump nearly all of it away before we dropped below freezing. As we walked out of L’s games Friday it was still raining hard, but with fat snowflakes mixed in. We got home just before everything froze up. We got just a touch of snow overnight and again Saturday evening, barely enough to cover the ground. And the winds that roared Friday into Saturday were not as strong as expected after the changeover, so our windchills were only around –15 Sunday. Far less snow than many of my readers got, and relatively warmer than many of you had to endure.

It isn’t supposed to get above freezing here for at least a week, with no real chances of snow at the moment.

I ran L to practice this morning and made a quick stop at the grocery store. The 30 seconds it took me to walk from my car to the store were not pleasant. My phone said the windchill was –16. Once you get below zero it really doesn’t matter anymore.

As always, winter sucks.

NFL Playoff Picks

I should register some NFL picks before it is too late.

After a wild, uncertain regular season, I don’t feel great confidence in any teams or matchups. No upset would surprise me. The NFL is League Chaos, which makes it extremely fun.


NFC

Dallas over Green Bay.
People are getting too excited about the Packers recent good play. And the Cowboys might be the best team in the conference.

Detroit over Los Angeles.
I know the Rams are a trendy pick here, for many extremely valid reasons. The Lions have a lot of holes and deficiencies. The Rams are likely one of the five-six best teams of the moment. But I watched the Detroit game last week and their crowd was electric. Those fans been waiting over a generation for this game. They will pick the team up when they are down and carry them to the win.

Philadelphia over Tampa Bay
Both these teams stink. Jalen Hurts is hurt. The Eagles ended the season on an epic meltdown. But they also have way more talent and there’s a decent chance they decide to get their shit together. And the Bucs stink more.

San Francisco over Philadelphia
This will be a shellacking worse than the first time they played.

Dallas over Detroit
The Lions had their chance to beat the Cowboys a few weeks ago but either blew it or had the refs take it away from them, depending on your perspective. The Cowboys won’t let them keep it close this time.

Dallas over San Francisco
These proud franchises meet in another NFC title game. The Cowboys defense gives Brock Purdy fits. Dak Prescott does Dak Prescott things, both good and bad. CeeDee Lamb makes some huge plays late to clinch the upset. Niners fans will complain that the game wasn’t played at Candlestick, where the awful turf would have prevented Lamb from torching the Niners defense.


AFC

Cleveland over Houston
Houston is a great story. But they won their playoff game last week and Cleveland is a better story.

Kansas City over Miami
This will be a very ugly game. Thanks, Mother Nature.

Buffalo over Pittsburgh
If Pittsburgh was fully healthy I might pick them. The Bills should win big, but will do enough dumb stuff to keep it close.

Baltimore over Cleveland
The storylines! The old Browns vs the new Browns. Joe Flacco returns to Charm City. Cleveland’s fearsome D vs the unstoppable force that is a Lamar Jackson led offense. Should be a good one.

Kansas City over Buffalo
I know the Chiefs are vulnerable and all, and the Bills seem perfectly crafted to take advantage. But the Bills haven’t been able to get out of their way all season, so there’s no reason to think they can do it here, even playing at home. The Chiefs don’t make it pretty, but they do just enough to get out with the W.

Baltimore over Kansas City
The Chiefs magic fails them as the Ravens pummel them on both sides of the ball. Patrick Mahomes ends the game covered in mud and turf and field paint, having battled nobly but fallen short.


Super Bowl

Baltimore over Dallas
All Baltimore does is win Super Bowls when they make it that far. And as nice as the Cowboys run was, they aren’t ready to win a Super Bowl.
Ravens 27, Cowboys 17

Friday Playlist

“Grace” – IDLES
Even though this is band is always surprising, this is miles from anything I’ve ever heard from them before. It veers dramatically from their normal, caustic sound towards gentle, Radiohead territory. I like it.

“Sage” – Sun June
I had a few weird, intense dreams last night. This song was inspired by a recurring dream the singer had about her childhood home. So I guess that kind of matches up. January is also a good time to at least metaphorically burn some sage and cleanse things up a bit as we begin another trip around the sun.

“My Golden Years” – The Lemon Twigs
The first really good song of 2024? A delightful mashup of jangle and power pop with a dash of classic Beach Boys.

“Dominoes” – Mary Timony
This song is like a warm blast of goodness, cutting through either the bullshit or winter cold, depending on which one is getting you down.

“I Just Want You To Be So Happy” – Liam Finn
It’s kind of crazy Finn hasn’t put out a solo album in a decade. I’m not sure if this is the lead single for an eventual album, or just a one-off. I’ve always found it interesting that he sounds like his dad vocally, but stylistically has always been far closer to his more artsy uncle Tim. And how he looks more like his dad’s buddy Eddie Vedder than either of his biological, musical relatives.

“I Don’t Know You” – Mannequin Pussy
This song does not really match tone to content. It seems far too dark and ominous to be about the electric charge that comes with the early days of a crush.

“The Sadness In You The Sadness In Me” – The London Suede
It remains a delight that this band is still making terrific songs over 30 years after they first hit the scene.

180 Songs That Turn 40 Years Old in 2024
A couple videos like this were suggested to me by the algorithm recently. I prefered this one since it has a more international feel that I was expecting. It is, obviously, just a taste of what 1984 had to offer. It got me thinking I should do something to celebrate the greatest year in pop music history. So from here through the end of the year, most of my Friday Vids will feature a song from 1984.

Sports Notes Emergency Entry

Events demanded an emergency sports notes post. I’ll try to keep these relatively brief.


Jayhawk Talk: Disaster

Well that fucking sucked. Arguably the worst Big 12 loss of Bill Self’s career, the first time his team lost when they led by 16 or more points. Having that big lead is what made it worse than the TCU loss in 2013. Because they had this game won. They were toying with UCF. Making them look silly. Then the entire team fell apart when Hunter Dickinson got his second foul and sat the last 3+ minutes of the first half. In the second half they panicked even when they still had the lead, throwing terrible passes, taking terrible shots, and getting cooked on defense. For a team loaded with experienced players, they all sucked when a team that wouldn’t lay down for them. Super concerning.

On the one hand I’m inclined to throw it out as a flukey loss as the team had been trending towards a loss like this for a few weeks. In years past this was a classic Wake Up Call loss. If they can’t get their shit together, though, things could get awfully interesting awfully quick.


Carroll and Saban and Belichick (Oh My!)

What a 12 hours or so for legendary coaches stepping down!

Pete Carroll in Seattle is probably the least significant, simply because the Seahawks have been good but not great in recent years. It was a true surprise – perhaps even to him – that he will no longer coach them. It seemed like he would coach forever. He set up the first college dynasty of the century at USC, a program that in its prime was breath-taking to watch. He won a Super Bowl and lost another. A pretty good run.

Then Nick Saban shocked the world about an hour later by announcing his retirement. A truly stunning turn of events. The greatest coach in modern college football history, and on the short list for all time greats. Alabama should be able to pick just about anyone they want for the job. Yet the opening still comes with a lot of pressure. They hired a lot of bad coaches over a 20-year stretch before they landed Saban. This could easily go wrong and upset the balance of power in the SEC and game as a whole. Many Big 12 fans laughed when Texas and Oklahoma announced they were leaving for the SEC, mostly at the hubris of thinking they could match up with Saban and his Bama machine. For Texas especially, they may have timed that jump genious-ly well.

Finally, Bill Belichick is out in New England, which was very much not a surprise and perhaps a year or two overdue. He will almost definitely end up coaching somewhere next year, so this is just the official end of the Patriots dynasty. Nine Super Bowls – and six wins – in sixteen years is outrageous. For a man who is widely considered the greatest NFL coach ever, his next job does come with some pressure for his legacy. If he does about the same or worse as he did in Cleveland, or in his first year-plus in New England, much of the credit for his success will shift to Tom Brady.

I’m fascinated to see where he ends up. San Diego, err, Los Angeles to try to harness the gifts of Justin Herbert? Washington to try to rebuild that franchise in the post-Snyder era? Might an organization that isn’t totally in love with their current coach – Green Bay, Arizona, Jacksonville, Dallas if they fall apart in the playoffs – decide to make a switch if they can lure Belichick? And then does he have the humility to give up control of the roster, an area he struggled with in recent years in New England?


CFP Final

A kind of disappointing game if you’re not a Michigan fan. I was hoping for a more competitive game from start-to-finish, but have to admire how UM put the hammer down on Washington. They were locked in and ready for their moment.

There was a lot of gnashing of teeth after Michigan won about how they cheated to get their title. I say whatever to all of that, and their “cheating” scandal.

Sign stealing is such a dumb form of “cheating.” Everyone does it. Maybe Michigan took it to another level, but every single program is looking at tape to try to pick up their opponents’ signals. They have someone trying to crack them during games. They disguise their own signals because they know the opposite sideline is watching.

I didn’t care much about the Houston Astros sign stealing scandal. I care less about this. A hitter knowing whether a fastball or off-speed pitch is coming does give them an advantage. But, again, everyone is trying to get an edge; Houston just took it to another level. I think Michigan got far less of an advantage by attempting to steal their opponents signals. They might know the general set, but they still didn’t know the specific play that was coming.

Now I’m mad because people have me defending Michigan…

Wednesday Links

Tuesday we learned that Sinéad O’Connor died of natural causes. As so often happens in these situations, that initially came as a relief but then was even more heartbreaking. I’ve been sitting on this very good remembrance of her by people who knew and admired her for a bit. Seems like the right time to finally share it.

Yes, she was controversial and ahead of her time, but aren’t all our favorite artists controversial and ahead of their time?! Isn’t that what art is for? To challenge us, to disturb us, and to break open our hearts?

The Unwavering Sinéad O’Connor


I love quizzes like these, especially since my results seemed perfect. My top three cites were Kansas City, St. Louis, and Indianapolis. I lived in or around Kansas City for 23 years and have lived in Indy for 20+ years. St. Louis? Well my first four years of school were in towns where the closest big city was St. Louis. While I might not have picked up the St. Louis accent – “Farty. Farty-far.” – it did have an influence on some of my vocabulary.

How Y’all, Youse and You Guys Talk


A great, multi-section, multi-media breakdown of the year in Twitter.

The Year Twitter Died


At first I resisted this article. Can we really learn anything new about the assassination of John F. Kennedy? Eventually I had to read it, though. This piece suggests that the official record points to clear CIA involvement. I believe the full, honest-to-goodness truth will never be discovered, as every person who could have answered that question is long gone, and their knowledge was, most likely, never fully documented.

The Secrets of the JFK Assassination Archive

High School Hoops Chronicles, S1V8

The Irish were back on the court for two games last week. It ended up being a pretty frustrating stretch for L.

Thursday the teams took a bus to Louisville to face Assumption. About all we knew about them was that they are a national volleyball power. They’ve won at least six national championships, if you can believe the banners in their gym.[1] They even honored their volleyball team for their latest state title at halftime of the varsity game.

Our JV girls played like they had been on a bus for two hours. AHS jumped out to a 10–1 lead to open the game. The Irish cut it to five at halftime, but L sat out the third quarter and we trailed by nine going into the final period. She had four points and an assist in the fourth to help key a rally that got us as close as two, but couldn’t get over the hump and lost by three.

For the game she scored seven points on 3–8 shooting (0–3 from 3), 1–2 from the line. Her shooting form continues to be a mess. We’ve talked about it a few times but I think it is something that will both require outside help and attention in the off-season. I told her to keep shooting when she’s open, because she’s not taking bad shots and no one else really looks to shoot (Foreshadowing!).

It was a little strange that in Kentucky JV games play six minute quarters compared to seven in Indiana. That game flew by.

The varsity game was really good. Again we trailed early, by as many as nine. We kept rallying then giving up runs. Each time we pulled within a point, Assumption would answer with a run of 7–0 or more. We finally took the lead late in the third quarter, stretched it out to eight, then held them off late for a controversial four-point win. I say controversial because the refs counted an AHS basket that clearly came after the final buzzer. Not sure what the Vegas line was but hope that made-up basket didn’t cost anyone some money.

L did not play in the varsity game as we were finally back to full strength. She was a little annoyed by that, thinking she could have played the third quarter of the JV game and then maybe we win. Oh well. I thought to myself if she hadn’t air-balled a 3 with under a minute left we might have won, too.

Saturday we were back home to play Noblesville, a very good Hamilton County program. One of L’s travel teammates, E, plays for them, and two more of their buddies came to watch. Before the game E’s dad told us they had the worst JV program in the state. Naturally they played really well and beat us by six? Seven? I lost my little stat sheet so I’m not sure what the final was.

L had a crazy game. She definitely listened to me about continuing to shoot. She took a career-high sixteen shots. SIXTEEN! She couldn’t buy a make, though, and only hit three of them to finish with six points. She was making good decisions and getting to the hoop but could not finish. We watched her get progressively more pissed as she continued to miss. Her coach talked to her during a couple dead balls trying to get her some confidence. When she finally hit a shot after 11 straight misses, she threw up her hands as if thankful for a miracle. She played all but 15 seconds of the game and notched a rebound, two assists, and managed not to turn the ball over until the final possession of the day.

I didn’t get to talk to her after the game as she dressed for varsity and had to change and get in the layup line. On our ride home I told her I knew she was pissed, but I thought she played great. She was aggressive without being a selfish. She played within the offense and was smart. She took care of the ball. Sixteen shots was a lot but I didn’t think her coaches would be upset about any of them. She just had a bad/unlucky day and couldn’t get anything to drop. You have to focus on process not results on days like this. She should feel good that she got a ton of good looks. Take that confidence to the next game and knock a few more down.

Varsity was never close. NHS has a guard who is going to Iowa State last year. She’s probably the least immediately impressive D1 player we’ve seen this year, mostly because she’s a 5’8” guard. But she’s a really good athlete and is always going 100%. She didn’t do much until the fourth quarter, when she scored seven-straight points to finish with 15. They are just a good team that plays really well together. Each player’s movement was coordinated with a teammate’s so they got lots of free cuts to the basket or open shooters off of screens. The Irish lost by 29.

One of the travel teammates who came was our buddy from Chatard with the name very similar to L’s. We noticed that L’s name had been added to the varsity side of the roster, which we were all excited about.

Then we noticed her last name was spelled wrong; it was spelled like her Chatard buddy’s name. I shook my head in mock disgust as I showed it to K’s mom, “I guess you guys are on the hook for our tuition now.” She thought that was pretty funny. The typo, not my suggestion they take responsibility for L’s financials.

Seriously. It’s one thing to pronounce our last name wrong. I don’t get it, but it’s been happening my whole life and there’s nothing I can do about it. It’s another for L’s own school, where we spend a lot of money, to spell it wrong by changing it to the name of a girl at a rival school.

Not an ounce of respect.

This week is the Indianapolis City Tournament. The varsity teams are seeded based on the Sagarin ratings, then the JV tournament is set to match the varsity bracket. That works out well for us as we get the #1 seed and there are really only three good teams in the City right now.[2]

Tonight varsity plays a 3A school that is 13–4 but rated 335 in the computer rankings. Then the semifinal would be against either a team ranked in the 250s or one in the 370s. Wild guess that all their JV teams are trash. We watched a couple games in the JV tournament last year and aside from the top three schools, none of the others would have beat L’s St. P’s team.

Hopefully I didn’t just jinx us.

Quarterfinals are tonight, semis Thursday, finals Friday, all at Cathedral.


  1. Cathedral claims one.  ↩

  2. I’ve lived here 20 years and still don’t totally understand why some schools are in the Indianapolis City tournament while others are in the Marion County tournament. There are four Catholic schools and one Christian school that play in City, while two Catholic, one religious, and another non-religious private school play in County. You would think all the private schools would go one way or the other together. I guess it should be my goal to figure that out over the next four years.  ↩

Weekend Notes

It was odd walking downstairs this morning. We put all the holiday decorations away Sunday, so this was the first time since Thanksgiving I was greeted by a dark main floor. C said our family room looked “emo” without the decorations yesterday. I’m not sure if emo is the term I would pick, but it does always take a few days to get used to the tree, etc being packed away for another 11 months.

It was also a strange morning because S is back in the office on Mondays for the first time in years. I’ll share more about that in a future post.

We had a very busy Saturday followed by a pretty lazy Sunday. Some notes…


Back to School

L had games Saturday starting at noon. After her JV contest, S and M left the gym and headed to Cincinnati to drop M off for her second semester. Sunday was the normal move-in day, but she had a greek leadership meeting that began at 9:00 Sunday and needed to go back early. I forget if I mentioned last fall that she was elected as social chair for her house, thus her presence was required at this meeting. She’s already working on planning their formal this spring. UC lovingly added $40 to our bill for her moving in 24 hours early.

I guess move-in went well. Someone working in her dorm told S that Sunday was going to be crazy, so it might have been worth the $40 to avoid that rush.

M ended up getting straight A’s first semester, which was a terrific start. Right before she came home she added Marketing as a major. She figured that’s a better path to a job right after graduation than psychology, which would likely require graduate work. She’s debating whether to do a double major or shift psych to a minor.

While she starts classes today, her sisters got to sleep in one last day. They begin their two-week J term tomorrow.


Snow

We got our first real snow of the year Friday night/Saturday morning. Probably 2” of heavy, wet stuff at our house. I got up and pushed it aside just to make sure the driveway didn’t turn into a sheet of ice. Our forecast this week looks miserable. Rain and/or snow almost every day, and potentially a major storm next weekend.

As a weather geek I love watching how the forecast changes this time of year. Last night one forecast predicted between 15–20” of snow from Thursday night to Saturday morning. This morning it had switched to mostly rain and just 2–3” of snow. I imagine it will change multiple times before the storm finally gets here.


Jayhawk Talk

You’re not going to believe this but I missed the first half of the KU-TCU game watching L play. It’s uncanny how often that has happened this year. Fortunately I got home in time to see most of the second half.

I guess that was fortunate? I might be getting too old to handle games like this, and I’m afraid the entire Big 12 schedule this year is going to play out similar to Saturday’s game. Almost every team plays really good defense. There don’t seem to be many pushovers. The next two months are going to be brutal.

It doesn’t help that this KU team seems to be missing something. Not just the shooters that would open so much up for the offense. There’s another mysterious “something” that isn’t there. It’s far too hard for them to score, even with two first team All American caliber players and one of the best distributing point guards in the county. It’s like the parts almost fit perfectly, but grind against each other just enough to keep them from reaching their potential.

I mean, it would be cool if someone on this team could hit a few 3s every night. Even then I think something would be off, though.

Let’s get this over with: the intentional foul called against Ernest Udeh when he elbowed Hunter Dickinson was 100% the right call. I wasn’t sure in real time but watching replays it’s clear Udeh threw his elbow with intent rather than as a function of trying to grab Kevin McCullar’s truly horrific pass. That said, I’m shocked it was called. There seemed just enough wiggle room for the refs to decide it was a play-on rather than foul since it hadn’t been whistled immediately.

I have no issue with TCU people being pissed about it. I would be, no matter what the replay showed. But I’m already done with Fran Fraschilla’s interpretation of the play, knowing he is going to mention it 8000 times between now and the end of the season.[1] God forbid KU wins the Big 12 by a game because he is going to talk about that single play incessantly. Props to Seth Davis, Seth Greenberg, and Jay Wright for countering Fraschilla’s nonsense.

Fraschilla and the other haters didn’t mention the awful foul called on KJ Adams with about 2:00 left that gave Emanuel Miller two free throws and TCU a two-point lead. I think the Hoops Gods made the call against Udeh to balance that shitty foul on KJ.

(OK, aside time. Fraschilla is truly a putz. For some reason about ten years ago he decided to become the voice for the anti-KU element of the Big 12. He holds onto borderline calls that go for KU like a psychopathic fan.[2] He often parrots lines that clearly come from other Big 12 coaches. Any time there’s a close call in Allen Fieldhouse, you can hear his energy level rise and the eagerness in his voice, like a Jan. Sixer talking about how the election was stolen.[3]

His comments Saturday were even more bizarre since he casually threw in his opinion that Dickinson traveled on his game-winning basket, as if that was another egregious miss by the officials that the entire world saw. It was such a strange observation that CBS’ Seth Davis tweeted back with a clip of the play, showing Dickinson clearly taking a dribble as he shuffled his feet before tossing the shot in.

I’m not sure if Fraschilla has cracked after years of being yelled at by KU fans, if Bill Self pissed him off/froze him out at some point, or just because he is famously close with a couple current/former Big 12 coaches, but it is clear his emotions affect his analysis. At least when KU is involved. Which is fine if you’re a middle-aged blogger. It’s not when you are the main color commentator for an entire conference.)

Anyway, KU is 13–1 but I don’t think many KU fans are feeling great about the team. We were extremely fortunate to beat TCU. There are about 18 tough-ass games ahead of us just to get through the conference season. To be clear, I don’t feel bad about the team. They just aren’t as good as we hoped and the path to reaching the pre-season goals of Final Four caliber team seems pretty daunting.


Colts

What a terrible ending to an unexpectedly inspiring season by our local football eleven. Actually that’s what our soccer team is called so I should not be cute and just say Colts.

This was supposed to be a rebuilding year, a season in which rookie quarterback Anthony Richardson took his lumps and got acclimated to the NFL, with the idea of competing for a playoff spot again next year.

Richardson was surprisingly good, until he got hurt multiple times and ended up needing season-ending surgery. Gardner Minshew shook off some early rough games and often found ways to make just enough plays to win. After a lengthy hold-out and a brief injury absence, Jonathan Taylor returned to anchor the offense. The defense improved as the season progressed.

The Colts won a couple games they shouldn’t have. They lost a few they shouldn’t have. They benefited from playing in the thoroughly meh AFC South.

It was perfect their season came down to a de facto playoff game against Houston, at home, on Saturday night.

The result felt appropriate for the season, too. A couple dumb coaching decisions by Shane Streichen, who seems like a solid coach but like so many “innovative” coaches, occasionally tries too hard to be cute. A couple meltdowns by the defensive backfield. And then the inevitable Minshew mistake. This time is wasn’t a brutal interception on a potential scoring drive, but rather missing a wide-open back on fourth-and-one in the red zone with less than two minutes remaining.

There’s been a lot of debate about the play that did the Colts in, with a decent contingent of folks trying their hardest to say it wasn’t Minshew’s fault. I’m sorry: that was a TERRIBLE throw. He wasn’t pressured. Tyler Goodson was wide open with blockers ahead of him. At minimum it was an easy first down. The way it was set up there was a decent chance Goodson was going to tie the game and give the Colts the chance to take the lead on the PAT.

It was a perfect play call and 10 Colts did their job. It was Minshew who choked.

Now it’s on to 2024 with, hopefully, a healthy Richardson and Taylor behind him to start the season. The Colts weren’t a good team this year, so there are a lot of areas that need improvement if the want to be legitimate contenders next season. Regardless, the 2024 cycle begins with some genuine optimism about what is to come.


NFL

I’ve been saying all year how weird the NFL is. One week you think a team is dominant, the next they lose a stupid game against a weaker team.

So how do you pick the playoffs this year? The Niners and Ravens seem to have separated themselves in each conference. But do you trust Brock Purdy? Lamar Jackson’s shit hasn’t worked in the playoffs so far in his career, is this the year that changes? I think the Cowboys might actually be the favorite at this point. I’m going to need a few days to ponder on all of it, though.


  1. I think it started when Kelly Oubre wasn’t called for pushing off on an offensive rebound in 2015. It came against Oklahoma, where Fraschilla’s son was playing at the time, and I think something in his brain snapped that night. That game was in mid-January and, I swear, Fraschilla mentioned it every time he did a KU or OU game the rest of the season.  ↩
  2. Ahem. I know. You don’t need to mention pots and kettles, men in the mirror, etc.  ↩
  3. Pretty sure Fran subscribes to that conspiracy, too, based on some of his Tweets, so it all fits together perfectly.  ↩

Friday Playlist

I’m still transitioning out of the long stretch at the end of each year where I listen to holiday music, I put the finishing touches on my Favorite Songs of the Year list, and I’m generally too busy to listen to new music. So this week’s list begins with a few new(ish) tracks then pick up some other things I’ve read about/listened to. As I look at it, it’s kind of a bummer playlist. I apologize for that, but it is bound to happen on cold, dark mornings in January.

“End Transmission” – Home Front
This would probably fit a little better on the last playlist of the year instead of the first. Regardless, another post-punk gem by these kids.

“For Anyone And You” – Mo Dotti
Stereogum said this is My Bloody Valentine’s “Only Shallow” if it were a Sundays song. That’s a great description.

“Freak Accident” – Al Menne
A truly beautiful song about realizing much of the world thinks you are ugly because of how you identify.

“Winter Depression” – Ondara
And here’s a pretty song about being bummed out by the worst part of the year.

“New Year’s Reprieve” – Bad Moves
Bad Moves wrote this song with the idea of making a New Year’s song that is not optimistic. They explore how the lows in life seem a little lower when we flip the calendar to January.

“Sour Times” – Portishead
I listened to the Portishead “Glory Box” edition of 60 Songs That Explain the 90s earlier this week. This was the first Portishead track I – like most Americans – heard. It is one of those handful of songs in my life that genuinely thrilled me because I had never heard anything like it before. I had yet to hear any Massive Attack, so knew nothing of the British Trip Hop movement. The combination of down-tempo, jazzy orchestration with hip hop beats was a shocking contrast to everything else on alternative radio at the time. And Beth Gibbons’ unearthly vocals could not have been more different than the standard alt-rock leads. A brilliant song.

“Cuts You Up” – Peter Murphy
We close with two songs that have appeared in The Alternative Number Ones in recent weeks. Tom Breihan wrote about this classic three weeks ago. It topped the chart for seven weeks in early 1990. I remember hearing it often on KLZR in Lawrence, which was strange because The Lazer had not transitioned into an alt-rock station yet and still aired an eclectic mix from a national, satellite network. This near-perfect track stood out from the other rock-pop they played. I’m still not sure how it ended up in that playlist but am thankful I heard it in its moment, as it laid an important seed for my own transition to alt-rock a couple years later.

“The Unguarded Moment” – The Church
This week’s Alt Number Ones entry was The Church’s “Metropolis,” the 1990 follow-up to their massive, majestic, unassailable classic “Under The Milky Way.” As he always does, Breihan traced the band’s entire history and picked this out as one of the better tracks in their early catalog. I was pretty familiar with The Church’s music from, say, ’87 to ’93. But this track, originally from 1981, was brand new to me and is terrific.

“I Am A Patriot” – Pearl Jam covering Little Steven

(Piss. I forgot PJ videos are limited to being viewed on YouTube. Please follow the link to watch.)

Well, here we are in 2024, which promises to be a truly awful year. Seriously, if you think 2020/21 was bad, wait until you see what the right wing lunatic fringe has in store for us over the next twelve months! My nights are already getting ruined by the ads filled with conservative boogeymen the candidates for governor here in Indiana are flooding TV with. China! Immigrants! Trans people! If only an “outsider” – who went to an exclusive, private university then an Ivy League business school and has spent a decade in Washington – would save us!

I first heard Pearl Jam’s fast version of this track in that 2018 Seattle show I watched last week. I think I prefer it to their slower version. This video cuts off the beginning but you don’t miss much. Hopefully truth, democracy, and true patriotism will prevail this year, although I wouldn’t bet my lifetime savings on it.

Reader’s Notebook, 1/4/24


Bing Crosby: The Hollow Man – Donald Shepherd and Robert F. Slatzer
Each December, as I listen to a shitload of Bing Crosby music, I think, “I should learn more about his life.” I picked up a little of the general, collective pop-cultural memories of him as a kid. But I was six when he died and that was all basically background noise.

This year I finally looked into his biographic options. Our library has two massive volumes of a not-yet-complete biography. I had no time for that. Instead I chose this, which came out in 1981, and, I would imagine, shocked a lot of people. It seems pretty tame by today’s standards, but tearing apart the carefully crafted and sanitized image of an American icon had to have been a big deal back then.

Honestly, nothing that Crosby did was that bad. He was aloof and forgot/left behind people who helped him become a star. He let other people share bad news and generally avoided confrontation. He was cold to people who loved him. He had some affairs. He hid a drinking problem that nearly derailed his career in the 1920s, then held his first wife’s drinking problem against her. He left for business when she was having their children, and went to Europe for pleasure when she was dying. He was a hypocrite when it came to religion, carrying on his extramarital affairs while icing out family members and friends who got divorced. He was a bastard when he wrote his will.

I’m sure all of that surprised people in my grandparents’ generation. It seems pretty small potatoes, and not unexpected of people in the public sphere, today.


A Christmas Story – Jean Shepherd
Sixteen straight years of holiday reading pleasure.


Kind Of A Big Deal – Saul Austerlitz
I think I may have shared an excerpt of this earlier this year in a Links post. Austerlitz is a professor of writing and comedy history at NYU and his book, about the movie Anchorman, reads very much like an academic text. There are plenty of anecdotes from the making of the movie and quotes from the actors, writers, producers, etc. But there is a certain dryness to his writing that keeps it from becoming a hilarious, rollicking accounting.

That said, this it was an interesting look at how a fairly unlikely candidate became one of the funniest and most revered comedies of its era. Not only that, it is strikingly – and shockingly to some – critical of our society. Austerlitz shows how the movie not only turned Will Ferrell into a superstar – he was about two-thirds of the way there when Anchorman hit theaters – but was the first step in the shift in Adam McKay where he became more interested in being overtly political, which led to movies like Vice and The Big Short.


Dead Lions – Mick Herron
Book two in Herron’s Slow Horses series. I didn’t love the first one, largely because it was sooooo British. I also didn’t love the Apple TV+ series based upon it. Again, a little too English for me. But so many people love that show that I kept hearing about it, including love for seasons beyond the first. Looking for a quick read over the holidays, I decided to give Herron’s novels another shot.

Again I didn’t love it. But having read/watched Slow Horses, it made more sense to me and I enjoyed it more than the first volume. It is more deeply British, domestic espionage drama. If you’re into that kind of thing, you’ll probably dig this.


Misfit: Growing Up Awkward in the ‘80s – Gary Gullman
I had never heard of Gullman before, but saw this on a Vulture list of best comedy books of 2023. It sounded up my alley. It indeed was. He is a year older than me, but thanks to being held back in first grade, we ended up being the same academic year.

The memoir begins with Gullman describing a mental breakdown he had in 2017. Part of his therapy was to look back at his life and the events that led him to that mental health crisis. He lays out that exploration in neat chapters that align with each academic year of his life. In between those chapters are brief glimpses at his slow recovery from his breakdown. Those jumps back to his childhood struck me the most. There were so many elements of his life that matched up with mine. Little neurosis and obsessions. Moments when he transitioned through the phases of childhood that were very similar to my own experiences. We were both children of divorced parents. In general we were very different kids and are very different adults. But all those common threads really pulled me into his story.

It seemed like he might be going for a Jean Shepherd vibe in his writing. Shepherd’s work always masked the pain in his life with humor. For Gullman, the funny moments aren’t quite big enough to hide the anxiety that was behind them. As a comedian he might view that as a failure. As a man looking to control his mental health demons, it was probably just fine.

I finished this book at about 11:45 PM on New Year’s Eve. It was the 54th entry in my reading list of 2023. Three photography books padded the numbers, but once again I achieved my goal of knocking out a book a week. I’m already well into my first book of 2024. The quest never ends.

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