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Reader’s Notebook, 3/11/25

I just read a remarkable book that demands its own post.

The Real Hoosiers – Jack McCallum
McCallum, the longtime NBA writer for Sports Illustrated, dove into the history of the Indianapolis Crispus Attucks high school basketball teams of the mid–1950s, when Oscar Robertson starred there. Famously, Attucks lost to Milan in the first game of the State Finals in 1954. Milan beat Muncie Central that night for the championship. Their tournament run inspired the movie Hoosiers.[1]

The next two seasons, Attucks lost just a single game on their way to back-to-back state championships.

McCallum begins the book exploring that famous 1954 tournament, pointing out how many elements of the movie were only loosely based on fact, and showing how the historical record has been colored both by the movie and by misperceptions based on the movie. He spoke to Bobby Plump, the Milan star who hit the game winning shot in the championship game and upon who the character Jimmy Chitwood was somewhat based. Plump is a terrific interview and has never been shy about pointing out some of the inconsistencies of both the movie and how people consider those real teams.

The title has a double meaning, though. It’s not just about correcting some of the story about 1954, showing how Attucks was as big of an underdog story as Milan in some ways and that the Tigers upheld many of the hoary principles of Hoosier basketball as well as the rural, white teams did. It is also about examining what Indiana was like in the 1950s, particularly in how African Americans were treated. I had never heard this description before, but McCallum says that Indiana was/is sometimes called the “northern-most southern state, or southern-most northern state,” because of its record of race relations. In diving into that history, McCallum shows us that the “real Hoosiers” were people who were not only reluctant to give African Americans their inalienable rights as US citizens, but even deep into the 20th Century these same “Real Hoosiers” were working hard to keep laws on the books that were insanely racist. As McCallum sadly points out, some behaviors which were common 70 years ago and seem hopelessly retrograde are becoming common again today.[2]

Attucks was built to be the only Indianapolis high school open to Black students, ending what had been integrated schools in the city. It was constructed – and still stands – on the old west side of downtown, an area sometimes called Frog City or Frog Island, that was known for its extreme poverty and lack of basic services. Until the land was cleared for a massive building project in the late 1940s, and continues to today, there were regular outbreaks of cholera and more occasional ones of malaria in this part of town. Guess what demographic group was overwhelmingly forced into this area?

As the city began to clear out Frog Island, the Black families of the area were forced to move elsewhere.[3] But Attucks was still the only high school that their kids could attend. Of course, while the city promised a bussing service for these kids, the money was never allocated for it. Oscar Robertson, for one example, had to walk 24 blocks to school each day despite there being several public schools between his family’s new home and Attucks.[4]

I had never realized this, but McCallum points out how much of the physical history of Black people in Indianapolis has been wiped away. There is no 18th and Vine area, as in Kansas City, where the historical contributions of the Black community are celebrated. Any monuments to African Americans in Indy are scattered around town, just as the people they honor were forced to scatter.

Attucks was one of the few things Black Indianapolis residents could rally around. McCallum both begins and ends the book with a long list of Attucks graduates who went on to do great things, often as the first African Americans to penetrate a particular field. And for a few years in the 1950s, thanks to being home of one of the greatest players to ever step on a court, the Flying Tigers basketball team put Attucks on the map for the entire state.

The 1955 team was the first Indianapolis school to ever win the state championship. Remember, this was in the old, single class system. It only took 44 years for the biggest city in the state to conquer the tournament, which seems crazy. It was also the first all-Black team to win a state championship anywhere in the US.

And the 1956 team was the first Indiana team to ever go undefeated.[5] Ray Crowe, the Attucks coach, was a remarkable man who taught his players both to play basketball better than anyone else and how to comport themselves in a way that wouldn’t cause the team trouble given the era they played in. This book just came out last year, but McCallum was still able to talk to a large number of players on that team, teachers and administrators at the school, and several prominent players who faced the Tigers.

He did not speak with Robertson, who declined his requests. The Big O is a complex, sometimes difficult man, and he still holds a lot of painful memories of his time at Attucks. He was far ahead of his time, a huge guard that the offense ran through but who could also defend every spot on the court and still be the best rebounder. He was LeBron James 50 years before LeBron. Oscar also was arguably the most important player in leading NBA players to gain the right to free agency and control their own careers. He did this before Curt Flood sacrificed his career to challenge Major League Baseball’s reserve clause. For some reason, despite being a much better player, Robertson doesn’t get celebrated for this the way Flood does. Perhaps it is because Robertson was so good that the NBA couldn’t blackball him, thus his career didn’t end when he stood up for players’ rights.

Robertson’s history with the city and state remains strained. He is very much like Michael Jordan in that he never forgets or forgives a slight. He has bitter memories of how Attucks was treated after they won their first championship, which he believes was much more reserved compared to how the general public had celebrated Milan a year earlier. Several of his teammates say his memories aren’t accurate of what actually happened, and the newspaper record from the time shows that some of the things Robertson complained about were based on choices made within the Attucks/Black communities, not things that were forced upon them by the racist city council or governor.

It is hard to blame him, though, given the environment and age he grew up in. Because of all of this, while his name is still held in high esteem here, it always pops up a little later than you would expect when Hoosiers talk about great, local players. Some of that is because he left the state for Cincinnati when he went to college, shunning a recruiting pitch from IU, and stayed in Cincy after retiring from the NBA. When his name does come up, though, no one forgets what a unique and dominating player he was.

McCallum’s story is equal parts delightful, illuminating, engrossing, and maddening. Despite understanding our collective history, it is still depressing and deflating to know that the pre-Civil Rights era really wasn’t that long ago. My father-in-law is two years younger than Robertson, going to high school just a couple miles from Attucks. They are both in their mid–80s, but still, are alive and can speak to that era. And in many states, including northern states like Indiana, it was deep into the 1970s before real change came about. And, of course, our issues with race in this country never really go away, and in fact are being used more-and-more to inflame parts of the population and keep us divided.

Sports don’t solve these problems. But they can give people hope, something to ignore the realities they face daily for a little while, and create a shared pride for a community. That is exactly what Crispus Attucks did for African Americans in Indianapolis in the 1950s.


  1. The tournament format back in the single days was Sectionals, Regionals (two games), Semi-State (two games), and then the State Finals (two games). This year there were 400+ schools divided into four classes. In the ‘50s, there were over 700 schools playing in a single bracket. Milan had to win nine games, three times playing day-night doubleheaders, to capture their state title. Teams now have to win six or seven, with only Semi-State being a two game day, depending on the size of their sectional and whether they get a first round bye.  ↩
  2. The Indianapolis News newspaper had a section called “News of Colored Folk” in the 1950s. Seriously.  ↩
  3. Today that area is the home of the IU-Methodist medical campus and the university complex formerly known as IUPUI.  ↩
  4. A totally different situation, obviously, but around the same time my father-in-law hitchhiked home each day from old Cathedral downtown to his Broad Ripple area, a roughly five mile trek. Drivers were willing to pick up white, Catholic kids and get them home from school safely. I doubt many of the Attucks kids had that same opportunity.  ↩
  5. South Bend Central became the second undefeated champion a year later, when they beat an Attucks team that still made the finals after Robertson’s graduation. Attucks would win another championship in 1959. In 1986 it was converted into a middle school, then given a second life as a high school beginning in 2006. The Tigers won the 3A state title in 2017. Last week they knocked off #1 Cathedral in sectionals and now have the second-best odds to win the 3A title.  ↩

Weekend Notes

I had a busy morning, so will blow through a few items from another rather laid-back weekend.


Jayhawk Talk

Saturday’s regular season finale with Arizona summed up the season for KU.

Nice start, only to fell apart when Hunter Dickinson went to the bench. Another solid run in the last 6–7 minutes of the first half on the verge of going up 16, only to give up a seven-point swing in the final minute to destroy their momentum.

Then, in the second half, letting Arizona tie the game, stretching another nice lead out, then falling behind, and finally playing great in the last three minutes to win.

All about wild mood swings, but at least they finally won a game against a good team by being the better side in the closing minutes.

Dickinson was spectacular. KJ Adams’ energy early carried the team. His lob dunk that put KU up by 7 late was the loudest I’ve yelled all year.[1] And Zeke Mayo found his mojo again.

I’m not going to get too excited about this game, thinking they’ve fixed their issues and are now dangerous in the NCAA tournament. I’m just glad they figured it out and gave fans a fun game against a name opponent for the first time since November. More on that next week. A nice win to a frustrating regular season.

By the way, it drove me INSANE that ESPN said multiple times that this was the eighth straight year KU wore red uniforms on senior night. I was 1000% sure that was wrong, not because I remember every year clearly,[2] but because I DID clearly recall the crazy Texas game in 2022, a game that I knew KU wore white for.

So I spent the first three timeouts of the game digging back through the six senior night games since this “tradition” allegedly began. KU indeed wore red in 2018. But then they wore white in 2019 and 2020. Red returned in 2021. White, as noted, in 2022. Then red the past two years. So, rather than an eight year streak, it was only three, and then five of eight.

Yet another sign of the dumbing down of ESPN. This is basic shit.

I was also a little bummed that the Lawrence Journal-World finally slapped a paywall on their KU coverage. I’ve been reading their coverage since I was a student. It was a big deal to get an apartment and be able to have the city paper delivered, staying up on all the latest KU news that the campus paper didn’t report. I’ve been following their online coverage since whenever they first started posting on the web. Once upon a time I would have gladly paid for their coverage. But, like so much of print media, it has gotten dramatically worse in recent years. Where once a minimum of three writers covered each KU game, now it is one guy doing it all. And he’s a young dude who tries hard but isn’t all that great at his job.

Worse, with just one writer at games, the old “notebook” stories that were a staple of postgame coverage have disappeared. Every sports fan knows the glory of the notebook pieces, a collection of blurbs no where important or deep enough for entire stories, but of high interest to the serious fan. These were the tidbits that insane people like me loved to digest. Hell, I (eventually) named this website after that concept!

In recent years the LJW started putting video of KU press conferences on YouTube. I’ve found watching those are often more illuminating than one writer boiling them down to their basics. So the only thing I really garnered from them was looking at their photo galleries. A lot of their pictures have enhanced my posts over the years. I guess I’ll have to search harder for those going forward.


HS Hoops

This was sectional weekend on the boys side of basketball. To honor the occasion, I read a fantastic book about a key moment in Indiana high school basketball history. I’ll get to that later this week or next.

The biggest upset in the state came in 3A, where #1 Cathedral lost in Friday’s semifinals to their in-city rivals Crispus Attucks. It just so happened the book I read was about Attucks as well. Apparently the Irish were up 11 going into the fourth quarter and totally fell apart to lose by six. L was not super upset; she was glad the girls went further than the boys.


Big 10 Tournament

L was not at that game Friday. Instead she went with some friends and sat in a suite at the Big 10 tournament to watch the night games, which included eventual tournament champs UCLA.

She’s a big fan of USC’s JuJu Watkins, so was disappointed the Trojans had played during the afternoon session. She asked me if she could buy a shirt, and suggested it would be a tournament shirt. Then she arrived home with a nice, pretty expensive USC shirt. When the Trojans blew a 13 point lead and lost to UCLA in Sunday’s championship game, I told her she had to burn the shirt. Those are the rules.

Super dumb that UCLA and USC traveled to Indianapolis to play for their conference championship. Can we fast forward 5–10 years when we go to two conferences with multiple, regional divisions and return some sanity to the games?


Weather

This winter has sucked. And by that I mean it’s been pretty normal, which is mostly cold and dreary. A few really cold weeks but mostly just two months of temps in the 20s and 30s.

That finally broke on Sunday. It was only 60, but the sun was so warm it felt at least 10 degrees warmer. L actually got a little pink from sitting outside. The coming week will be in the 60s and 70s. Mother Nature surely has some tricks up her sleeves for the next eight weeks, but we’re getting close, people, to shorts and t-shirts weather. Hang in there.


Kid Notes

We’re approaching the final countdown for C’s senior year. She’s trying to find a prom dress, which is turning out to be harder than last year for some reason. We just bought her senior ad for the yearbook. We’re finalizing plans for which of her friends will be hanging out with us on spring break at the end of the month. And we’re trying to figure out grad party plans. I believe she has eight weeks of classes left.

M accepted the offer for a summer internship in Cincinnati. She’ll be working for a company that makes a variety of products, mostly in the hardware/construction space. It’s a marketing position but I’m guessing she’s going to have to learn way more about hardware than she knows now. And it pays pretty well, which is a bonus. She’ll be home for two weeks in early May then head back to Cincy. Timing worked out perfectly and she was able to claim a sublease at a friend’s apartment before another girl could.

L had her second post-op visit this morning. They cut off her first cast, removed her stitches, then re-casted her. Everything looked good and she’s not feeling any pain. Seventeen days in this cast and then she’ll switch to a boot.

We took advantage of the nice weather Sunday and did a seated shooting workout. She got about 180 shots up from various distances and rim-heights. She threw in some ball handling drills, as much as she could do around her chair.


  1. Later, during dinner, C asked me what happened when KU was ahead 79–72. She had heard my screams from two floors above and looked at the score to see what happened. A couple of my KU buddies and I have a long-time saying of “WAKE THE KIDS!!!” when we are yelling during an evening game. We haven’t had too many of those moments this year. It was nice to have one. Also a reminder that C was my one kid who was awake and aware of what was going on when I was losing my mind during the 2022 national championship game.  ↩
  2. You damn well know once upon a time I could remember that kind of shit, though.  ↩

Reader’s Notebook, 3/6/25

Beirut Station – Paul Vidich
I’ve read a couple of Vidich’s books and was luke warm on both, so had largely written his work off. His spy stories seemed reserved, dry, and emotionally complex in a way that I did not connect with. But I heard him on a podcast where his personality seemed the opposite of that, and read some good press for this book, so decided it was worth the shot.

I’m glad I didn’t give up on him.

The earlier books I read were both set during the early days of the Cold War, and I think that threat of nuclear apocalypse affected their tone. Here he sets his story in Beirut during the Israeli bombing campaign against Hezbollah in 2006. A joint US-Israeli group is working to assassinate a Hezbollah leader, but a young CIA agent calls off a near perfect shot at him when she sees that his young son is in the car with him. She is then tasked with finding a new way to target him, leveraging her relationship with his kids as their teacher. As a Lebanese-American she constantly feels unsure of where she belongs and who truly trusts her. She’s surrounded by representatives from various sides who have their own dueling interests. Soon she is in the midst of a battle between Hezbollah, Israel, and the US, never certain if any of them are interested in keeping her alive.

This book had some common elements to Vidich’s earlier ones. It was dark and complicated at times. The drama is carried more by internal strife and ruptured relationships than by raging gun battles. And we get deep inside his protagonist’s head. So perhaps it was just the more modern setting that helped me connect with it better. Maybe it was focusing on a modern woman that allowed him to add some heft to the story that was lacking in his severe, closed-off 1950s Cold War men.

Whatever it was, I really liked this book.


Saturday Night – Doug Hill & Jeff Weingrad
I’ve read James Andrew Miller and Tom Shales’ Live From New York oral history of Saturday Night Live that came out in 2015. Twice it was so good. There is also a new book about Lorne Michaels out that I am on the waitlist for.

But I had never read this book, originally published in 1985, about the early years of the show. I had heard about it often, but I believe it was out of print for several years. Fortunately my library not only had it, but had an ebook edition. I put it on hold the week of SNL50 and it came in this week.

This book is pretty exhaustive, most notably about the lead up to season one and then the first five seasons of the show, aka the first Michaels era. It does cover the disastrous 1980–81 season, then Dick Ebersol taking over and letting the considerable talents of Eddie Murphy carry it into the mid–80s. These next two eras get brushed over relatively quickly. And it ends with Michaels set to take over for the 1985–86 season.

There are tons of great stories in here. If you’re an SNL head you’ll know a lot of them, but as the original cast first took the air over 50 years ago, many of them have faded. Almost none of the stars or producers come out looking great. Everyone had their own ego and personality issues, which were often exacerbated by drug use. Really it was a reminder that TV stars are just like us, in that they have flaws and hangups and having fame and fortune doesn’t make those disappear. Especially in the pressure cooker of live television.

Also, this book answered some of my questions about the accuracy of the movie Saturday Night. There were clearly a lot of moments from throughout season one, and even beyond, that were rolled into that story about the show’s first night for effect.

Wednesday Links

Heavy on James Bond content today, as there was some major news regarding the series’ future along with two other tidbits that haven’t received nearly as much attention.

First, Amazon threw another billion dollars at Michael Wilson and Barbara Broccoli to take over full control of the Bond series. Broccoli especially has not been thrilled with what she believes Amazon’s plans for the series are – she assumes they will milk it for content the way Disney has mined the Star Wars brand and dilute its quality and value – which has prevented any progress in either selecting Daniel Craig’s successor or even developing a script for the next 007 film.

James Bond’s long-serving producers give control to Amazon

I also think it’s strange that after initially making all the Bond films available on Prime Video following Amazon’s aquisition of MGM, almost all of them have disappeared. I’m not sure if that had something to do with this battle, but perhaps they begin to cycle through Prime again.

One internet author takes the obvious, hilarious swing at what an Amazon Bond script might look like.

Exclusive: Amazon’s new James Bond script

An Austrian developer is challenging the trademark of the James Bond name in Europe that could lead to businesses being able to slap it on just about any product.

James Bond in battle to keep hold of 007 super spy’s name

Finally, the UK and European copyrights on Ian Fleming’s original works are about to expire, which could lead to some very interesting possibilities.

Licence to kill: could a James Bond horror emerge when book copyrights expire?


Here’s an assessment of Jon Krakaeur’s battle with a YouTube troll I linked to a week or so back.

Also, as the internet demonstrates over and over again, we just love picking a villain, then doubling down on the choice until we’ve transformed them into an absurd caricature of wickedness. Whatever need this impulse serves, it’s never a desire to know the truth.

Climbing Mt. YouTube


Finally, a fun internet list. I’ve seen about 30% of these.

The 100 Greatest TV Performances of the 21st Century

Jayhawk Talk: Checking Out

What a stupid, unserious team.

That was one of my biggest thoughts after KU lost to Texas Tech Saturday.

There’s no shame in losing to Tech; they are a hell of a team and now have wins at KU, at Houston, at K-State, and at BYU. They are very much like Iowa State in that they have a terrific coach who recruited players that fit his style of play and have the mentality he wanted, so they blend seamlessly. Hell, they reminded me of those classic Villanova teams in that they always play at their own pace and never seem rattled by the moment.

It was the final three minutes that pushed me over the edge, though. After trailing by 14, KU came all the way back to tie the game twice and eventually take a one-point lead. Naturally they gave up another open 3 – Tech had open looks all day from beyond the arc – immediately after that effectively won the game for the Red Raiders. On that three, DaJuan Harris and KJ Adams, both seniors with a combined nine years of college experience, stood there and watched as the shot was taken, one or both of them having made the wrong decision on a switch. The two best defenders on the team failed to cover a shooter in the closing minutes. 🤦‍♂️

It got worse from there. Zeke Mayo had three brutal turnovers. Once he failed to catch an easy pass that hit him in the hands, and watched helplessly as the ball careened out of bounds. Harris threw a pass to where he expected a player to be. Although that player, likely a wing who was supposed to come off a Hunter Dickinson screen, was not there, and Dickinson had already cut away. The pass sailed into the stands without being touched. And would you believe that Dickinson missed a couple shots right at the rim when it was a single possession game?

Yet somehow KU had a chance, but Bill Self did not use his last remaining time out in the closing minute to help a team that was clearly out of sorts settle down and set something up to extend the game. There was a part of me that genuinely thought Self had given up on this team when he didn’t call the time out. They had fucked everything up for 90 seconds, perhaps he believed stopping the clock and drawing up a play was a pointless exercise. It was bizarre.

Anyway, again a team filled with experienced players fell apart when they faced some adversity. Meanwhile Tech had a sophomore and freshman who made some of the biggest plays of the game.

This was probably the maddest I’ve been at a KU team in a long, long time. So mad that I saw no reason to stay up and watch them surely get blown out at Houston last night.

They did lose to the Cougars, but they kept it close all night, apparently playing some of their best defense of the year. However, they gave up about a million offensive rebounds to UH, Dickinson and Mayo combined for 13 turnovers and 11 missed shots, and neither Harris nor Rylan Griffen did much to impact the game on offense. All that would have made me toss and turn for hours had I watched.[1]

I’m done trying to diagnose the cause for this team’s issues. But something that had been subtly bugging me for weeks finally jumped out at me on Saturday.

With a couple exceptions, Self’s teams have never been great outside shooting squads. This year was supposed to address that, but it hasn’t worked out that way.

While the lazy analyst says that Self’s teams are focused on playing through a big man, in fact his best offenses have always been built around creating easy shots at the rim for everyone.

Take the 2020 team, which was ranked #1 in the country when Covid struck and the tournament was cancelled. That team had maybe one reliable shooter in Isaiah Moss, and he had struggled to acclimate all season after transferring in (sound familiar?). Ochai Agbaji was capable of shooting from outside, but not very reliable at that point. Devon Doston and Marcus Garrett were even more suspect.

But that team destroyed people because the entire offense was built around getting Udoka Azubuike dunks and lobs, and Dotson, Garrett, and Agbaji open lanes to drive.

Same for the 2012 team that lost in the national championship game. Its best shooter was a walk-on who came off the bench, with three upper classmen who could hit a 3 but you wouldn’t want to bet your mortgage on them making a shot to win a game. That offense was all about getting Thomas Robinson and Jeff Withey the ball inside, with Tyshawn Taylor, Elijah Johnson, and Travis Releford attacking the lane from the perimeter.

Even the 2024 national championship team, despite starting three NBA players, was built more in attacking the rim from angles than beating teams from outside.

Saturday KU had stretches in the second half where they played some gorgeous basketball. Guys were cutting, the ball was zipping around the perimeter, dribble handoffs were exchanged. The weird thing was that it rarely produced those open drives. It was 25–30 seconds of beauty, and then someone who is not a good driver putting their head down and getting into trouble. Griffen tried hard to make something happen a few times, but he’s not explosive enough to get by the defense or beat bigger defenders at the rim. Harris misses two shots for every one he makes inside. Mayo turned it over too often. Adams played his ass off Saturday, one of the best games he’s ever had. But for all of his explosiveness, he’s a two-footed jumper who either needs a clear lane or a lob to finish. He can’t drive, jump off one foot, and still get to the rim.

The staple of the Bill Self offense, the open look at the rim, has disappeared. And I don’t really understand why. For years he was able to scheme around personnel deficiencies to ensure his guards always got layups and his bigs buried people in the low block. This team can’t do that for more than a couple of possessions.

Even if we somehow pull it together and beat Arizona this weekend, and/or win a couple games in Kansas City, that’s not enough to fix the many issues with this team. I’m just ready for this season to be over with. KU should join the SEC because right now I’m way more interested in spring football than how this dumpster fire is going to wrap up its season.


  1. Coincidentally, as I continue to review blog posts that are 20 years old, Sunday I read my entry from March 1, 2005, in which I detailed how I had stopped watching college hoops for a week to try to settle down. Times change but people don’t.  ↩

Weekend Notes

A kid-focused notes post to kick off this week. I’ll save the sad, angry, frustrated hoops thoughts for tomorrow.


Foot Girl

L continues her healing process after surgery. Actually, things are going great. She went back to school last Monday and other than leaving early one afternoon because her splint was causing her pain, survived the week. She tried the knee scooter one day, but it was also rubbing against the splint so she decided to crutch around instead. She stopped taking her potent pain meds early last week. I think she made it through the weekend without any Tylenol. So that side of things has gone well.

As for that splint pain, we think her swelling had basically disappeared, which was causing the splint to move and rub against her incision. Which is obviously pretty tender. That pain was getting worse than her surgical pain, so I took her in Friday to get it checked. I figured they would just put a new splint on. They indeed took the post-op splint off, giving us a good look at her foot. No irritation on the incision from the rubbing. Way less swelling and discoloration than I expected. I thought her foot would look like mine when I tore my ankle up and my entire leg was a horrific combination of purples, yellows, and greens for a couple weeks. She just had a tiny bit of yellow around the incision.

However, rather than re-splinting her, they went ahead and put a cast on. When the PA said that was the plan, L gave me an excited look thinking the entire process was going to be pushed forward. Sadly, that’s not the case. She’ll still go in next Monday to have this cast removed, the stitches taken out, and then get a new cast that will stay on for three more weeks. The important thing is with her pain under control and her foot looking pretty good, she seems to be healing as expected.

I had never seen a cast put on before. That is a fascinating process. And way simpler than I expected.

The new bummer is that L is very itchy under the cast. Every time she complains I remind her that at least she isn’t in a splint that is rubbing the incision.

Some friends picked her up Friday and they went out to dinner, then all came back to our house after. The girls decided they wanted ice cream so L drove them, her first time driving since surgery. I was a little nervous about that, but with five passengers at least she had support if she fell or needed help getting in-and-out. I’m not sure I ever clearly identified it, but the surgery was on her left foot so actual driving isn’t an issue.


Retreat Girl

C was on her senior retreat last week. Each senior class is divided into five different groups that go to a retreat center for three days over the course of the year. They leave after school Tuesday and return Friday evening. CHS students aren’t required to go, but are highly encouraged to attend. Afterward, there are always kids who say they really didn’t want to go but ended up enjoying it.

There is obviously a religious component. But it is as much about figuring out who you are and how you interact with others as you prepare to go off to college. The organizers try to mix up friend groups across the retreats, and then put people in small groups with people they don’t know very well. There are lots of long talks where people reveal things they have never talked about at school. I think it gets pretty intense and emotional. It definitely creates some bonds that, if not quite friendships, at least get kids interacting with classmates they had no previous relationships with.

This retreat also had way more boys, since football and soccer players can’t go in the fall. S C was one of 14 girls on this trip. One of those girls was an old buddy from St P’s that C hadn’t really had much of a relationship with in high school. Apparently they got along well, which is cool since that girl and her family are staying near us over spring break. It was cool to see all the Instagram posts from the kids once they got home.

Anyway, C seemed to have a great time. She’s been through some stuff the last four years, a lot of it I’ve never shared here and likely never will. She opened up about some of that to her small group, which I think is a good thing. When she was relating her health history, mostly about her weird-ass back that is missing parts, one of her small group members looked at her and said, “Damn! You’re an alien!” which made everyone laugh. She also really bonded with several of the teachers who were there as group leaders and guides. She tends to be very quiet at school, and I think it was an ego boost to have teachers tell her how much they enjoyed really getting to know her.

Of course one of the bonuses of retreat is that the kids come home grateful for what their parents have done for them. Our kids are usually pretty thankful and express that to us. It does make you think you did something right as a parent when they reiterate that rather than come home with a list of things we did wrong as we were raising them.

We had several long talks Friday and Saturday. I told her I was no where near mature enough to share with others as she did, nor as empathetic as she is when I was her age. To be fair, I also hadn’t been through as much as she has. And she’s been through A LOT less than some of the kids she spent the week with. She has multiple friends who have already had parents die, and there were at least three kids in the big group of 45 that have had a siblings die. Which is utterly tragic.

When I was a senior my parents had been divorced for eight years, but that didn’t really bother me. We went through a few years where my mom had almost no money and we came close to moving back in with her parents. But I didn’t realize that until years later. And my stepdad had just survived his first round of cancer, but I was an idiot and thought there was no chance he would die even when the first doctor he went to gave him six months to live. Throw social media nonsense in, and today’s kids have been through exponentially more than I ever went through as a high schooler.


Interviewing Girl

I mentioned last week that M was working hard on finding an internship for the summer but not having much luck. This past week she had four interviews, two of them second rounders.

Thursday she got her first offer. It’s with a home construction group in Cincinnati as a marketing intern. She called us as soon as she found out and was very excited. I believe they gave her seven days to make a decision.

Friday she had a second interview for a position in Dayton, which she isn’t crazy about but apparently she has impressed the people there. Then she had an interview with an ad agency here in Indy. She hasn’t told us if she would hold out for the Indy job if she thought she might get it. I’m also not sure if it pays, where the one in Cincy does. I guess she has a couple days to figure all that out.

So good news, although it might mean that she just spends a couple weeks here before she heads back to Cincy for most of the summer. And we have to find her a place to live for a couple months.

I also don’t believe that I’ve shared a change in her plans for this time next year. Originally she was going to spend the spring ’26 semester in Verona, Italy. Then she heard something like nine other girls in her sorority were going to do that same program. She really didn’t want to go to another country and have to spend time with that many girls from her house. After talking to the study abroad folks about her options, they recommended programs in Ireland, Spain, and Portugal. It’s not official yet as the paperwork is still working through the system, but she will most likely do the Lisbon program. Just one of her good friends will be going, too.

So our spring break in a year may well be a trip to see her. Which would be incredible. I’m already re-discovering the various YouTube travel advice channels I was obsessed with before our trip to Italy two years ago.

February Media

Movies, Shows, etc

Groundhog Day
Every year I think, “Hey, I should watch this again!” when February 2 rolls around. Then it either isn’t available on a free service, or I missed when it would air on cable. This year I finally did it! Probably the first time I’ve seen it all the way through since the mid–90s. I forgot how dark it gets for a long stretch. The final quarter feels very 90s, but, hey, that was the time.

A-

Beastie Boys (ASPCA Benefit Live Show) @ The Hiro Ballroom Oct. 4, 2006
AMAZING performance brought to my attention by Brother in Music E$.

Guy Ritchie’s The Covenant
Powerful film about the bond people form during combat. And a reminder how fucked up everything about our war in Afghanistan was after the initial satisfaction of driving the Taliban from power.

B+

Spy Ops
This Netflix series about various intelligence service operations fell oddly flat with me. I’m not sure exactly what was missing, but something felt off about the entire thing.

B-

GoldenEye
I was browsing the DVDs at the library and found this. It’s been a few years since I’ve watched it. Once again it confirms that the Daniel Craig era kind of ruined most of the old Bond films.

B

Saturday Night
I watched this the night before the SNL 50 anniversary show. I really enjoyed its look at the 90 minutes before the first SNL broadcast in 1975. I haven’t read up on how much of it was accurate, but it was an enjoyable look inside how close they cut it with pretty much everything that first night.

A-

SNL 50
I wrote about this here.

A

Ferrari
I remember hearing, when this was first released, how it wasn’t what you expected it to be. That was certainly true. I understood exactly what Michael Mann was going for in this film. I’m not sure I understand his reasoning behind that, though. I was never sure that Adam Driver was speaking with an Italian accent, either. It seemed to drift into some kind of strange Italian-Eastern European mishmash. Penelope Cruz was terrific, though.

B

North By Northwest
Somehow I had never seen this, considered one of the greatest spy movies ever, even if it isn’t standard spy movie fare. It has that snappy dialogue common of its era, and also some scenes that stretch out far longer than they would if written and filmed today. Have I ever watched a Cary Grant film before? I’m not sure. He was fantastic, never taking himself too seriously. Eva Saint Marie? Yowsa! Although I did the math and she and Grant were nearly 20 years apart in age when they made this movie, which is a little cringey, if typical of Hollywood. An absolutely wild ending was the only thing that made this film feel super dated.

B+

Meru
This has been on my list for years and I honestly thought I had watched it, just not noted it. But when I started it to confirm, it was indeed new to me. The usual harrowing mountain climbing movie, complete with multiple brushes with death and a truly remarkable final ascent.

A-

No Reservations
I ran across a blurb how the old Anthony Bourdain shows were the perfect anecdote to both the state of the world, and state of TV these days. It noted how No Reservations was available on Prime Video. So I knocked out the first three episodes of season one over a couple nights, with the plan to slowly work through the series as I had time over the coming months. When I went to watch episode four, they had mostly disappeared from Prime. Which was weird, as this was in the middle of the month, not at the beginning or end, when shows usually drop off. Alas, it will show up again at some point and I’ll work through it then. Even with AB not fully locked into the persona nor the show into its eventual format, it was indeed a wonderful reminder of how great this was.

A

Homeland
Over the years several friends asked if I watched this show, as it seemed right up my alley. My answer was always no because we never had Showtime during the show’s initial run, and I wasn’t sure what platform it was on in more recent years. I was also daunted by there being eight seasons or whatever. But I recently saw it was on Hulu, and read that, really, only the first two seasons are essential, so I jumped in.

Terrific show. There is a little clunkiness in the middle episodes, but generally it started hot and stayed there. And the final three episodes are nuts, in the best possible way. I’ll definitely be watching season two and then go from there.

A

Pearl Jam – Chicago – Wrigley Field Night 2 – 2024/08/31
I watched night one last month, made sense to watch night 2 this month.

A

Pearl Jam – Self Pollution Radio 01/08/1995 – Full Broadcast
I skimmed through this, listening only to the PJ songs. What a time.

A-


Shorts, YouTubes, etc

WarGames (1983): 20 Things You Never Knew!
Probably the least interesting and informative of these I’ve watched, but there are still some good nuggets in it.

Will Ferrell Breaking People on SNL for 5 Minutes Straight
Shouldn’t the Jimmy Fallon ones not count, since he broke in every sketch he was ever in?

Matt Damon Breaks Down His Most Iconic Characters
George Clooney Breaks Down His Most Iconic Characters
Samuel L. Jackson Breaks Down His Most Iconic Characters
I can’t get enough of these. I also just wait for YouTube to spit them out at me rather than seek new ones. That makes it kind of fun to see who pops up and when they hit my feed.

Matt Damon & Casey Affleck Curse Like True Bostonians
Not as much cussing as the title promised.

U.S. Deploys Socially Awkward Men Along Border To Deter Migrants | Onion News Network
Genius!

Inside Daniel Craig’s Iconic James Bond Watch Collection
“Things I Would Steal” for $400, Ken.

Watch Shopping With Marc From Long Island Watch: Building The Best Collection
Restoration of an Omega Flightmaster – Crazy Transformation
Restoration of a Rusty Omega Seamaster Professional watch – Severe Water Damage
Yeah, so I added a new watch to my collection this month, thus tweaked my algorithm with a bunch of watch vids. These restoration ones are oddly soothing and fascinating.

Why the South China Sea is a time bomb
Just one of many reasons…

F*ck your wallet, go travel.
Good advice. I wish I would have taken it in my 20s.

100 Days of Solo Travel in 3 Minutes
Again, to be young, unencumbered, and motivated…

How This New York Times Bestselling Author Perfected His Daily Morning Routine
I may start following this plan to see if it elevates my blog readership.

Driving the World’s Longest Road: Our Epic Journey Begins
Alaska to the Yukon: The Most Breathtaking Views on Top of the World Highway
I tried this series but after two episodes I just wasn’t into it that much.

We Landed in the SECRET World of Bhutan
Then you have this video about one of the most isolated countries in the world and the host could not be cheesier, which kind of ruined it for me.

I used 1950s technology for a week
Fun concept but this guy is 35% too goofy for my tastes.

Indianapolis, Indiana | John McGivern’s Main Streets
A look at my favorite part of Indy, Mass Ave.

I drove my lifted porsche 1500km through New Zealand
More travel than car related, and it’s not an EV, so this goes into this section.

Fighter Jet Low Level in Norway 4K
Film this for IMAX and name your price, I will pay it.

THE LAST CRUISE IRAQ – F14 VIDEO
One of the odder, while also delightfully dated, jet videos I’ve come across.

Top 30 90s Rock Songs You Forgot Were Awesome
Top 30 Cheesiest One Hit Wonders of the 1990s
There are a few interesting/odd choices in these, but still probably several songs that you haven’t heard in years and will send you to the streamer of your choice to revisit in full.

We Put DIRT Host Josh Rosen in the Huckberry Hot Seat | Ask Huckberry
The next DIRT location is revealed here, if you’re into that kind of thing.

Why There’s a Straight Line Through Scotland
Why are so many countries called Guinea?
Why the Dutch always say what they mean
Fun with maps!

Pro Designer Turns an Abandoned NYC Loft into His Dream Apartment | Architectural Digest
This is gorgeous and all, but tell me what the budget was.

Building an official “Stealth” Apple IIgs
Geek powers being used for good.

Miracle on Ice Highlights
Never a bad time to re-watch this, which is now 45 years old!


Car Content

I Spent 10 Days In China Testing Electric Cars! Here’s What Happened
Onvo L60 Is The First Serious Tesla Model Y Competitor I’ve Driven
First Chinese EV Road Trip! Quick NIO Drive From Hefei To Hongzhou
Ultra Luxury NIO ET9 First Look & Full Tour! The Next Chapter Of Chinese EV Engineering
Shanghai To Beijing EV Road Trip! Fast Charging & Battery Swapping Through China In The NIO ET7
The Out of Spec crew traveled to China to see what the EV landscape is like there. In short, it’s pretty amazing. Thanks to a variety of reasons, the US pissed away its clear lead in the battery race over the past few years. And thanks to a different variety of reasons, Chinese car manufacturers have leapt ahead of pretty much every US manufacturer other than Tesla. Now they are making amazing cars that are cheaper than anything built in the US and pushing the battery side of the equation forward faster than we are. Naturally tarriffs, rather than innovation and government support, are the answer. 🤦‍♂️

Rivian Gen 2 Refresh – It’s the Little Things
OK, I like their trajectory. We just need to get the R2 manufacturing lines cranking, iron out the first gen issues, and have them available and affordable in the spring of 2027.

Tesla’s Monitor Everything—Including You
The future of all autos, sadly.


Photography

Sony vs Leica vs Hasselblad Photos
Corky Lee’s quest for “photographic justice”
Roots & Ranches
My weird love for the Fujifilm XT3 (not buying the Fuji XT5, for now)
What’s the BEST focal length? 28mm? 35mm? 50mm?
50mm Prime Lens ONLY Challenge: What I Discovered


Podcasts

The Rest Is Classified
Former BBC security reporter Gordon Corera and former CIA agent and current author of terrific spy books David McCloskey dive into famous stories from the history of espionage. Like its sister pod, The Rest Is History, it is equal parts informative and entertaining. There isn’t a specific website for the show, but you can easily find it on the platform of your choice.

Reader’s Notebook, 2/27/25

 

Alias Emma – Ava Glass
To start, a crackling British spy caper.

Emma, a young agent in a secret department within the British secret service, is tasked with guiding the adult son of a former Russian agent to safety before a Russian death squad can liquidate him. The catch is the Russians have tapped into London’s security network and are able to track many of Emma’s movements. And they may have placed an agent at the top of the security service, preventing her from calling for help. This leads to a thrilling chase through the tunnels and underground rivers of the city. Naturally, when all seems lost things work out.

What I especially enjoyed about this book was how British it was. Not in the almost impenetrable way Mick Herron writes his Slow Horses series. But rather how it does not attempt to be an American thriller in any way. Emma doesn’t have a gun, nor do any of her fellow agents. When she does kill a Russian agent who attacked her, she is worried about what the man she is trying to protect will think of her. American spies never show remorse or self-consciousness about killing bad guys!

I also appreciated how Glass put little moments of sexual tension into the story, but never lets them boil over. It reminded me of the movie Out of Sight a little, and how there was that underlying tension between George Clooney and Jennifer Lopez, but they never acted on it. Sometimes that is sexier than letting the characters give into their attraction to each other.


American Kingpin – Nick Bilton
I missed some things in the years I was concentrating on raising my kids, driving them around, coaching their teams, etc. It didn’t help that all that coincided with when I began paying far less attention to whatever the biggest news stories of the day were. Thus, somehow, I totally missed the whole Silk Road thing. I never knew a thing about it when it was an active presence on the Dark Web. I didn’t know a thing about the arrest and trial of its creator, Ross Ulbricht. Hell, I didn’t know that our current president had just pardoned Ulbricht a few days before I read a blurb about this book and checked it out.

So I was not prepared for what a wild ride the book would be. As always, you grain-of-salt parts of Bilton’s writing. But if even a fraction of what he writes is close to what really happened, this is an insane story. His brisk writing style turns it into a page-turner that feels more like a novel than an accounting of a criminal empire. The tedious, methodical way the Silk Road empire was investigated and then pulled apart by law enforcement was fascinating.

One thing that struck me about the book was how many characters, both Ulbricht and the people in various government agencies who chased and eventually caught him, hated authority. Agents in Homeland Security, the DEA, and the FBI all ignored their bosses’ commands because they didn’t feel like anyone should have authority over their actions. Ulbricht’s entire motivation was to advance his hyper-libertarian view that all drugs should be legal and the government had no right to tell people what they can and cannot put into their bodies.

What becomes obvious is that all of these people also rarely take responsibility for their actions. The law enforcement agents are seeking to protect Americans and bring a criminal to justice. Ulbricht is just helping people get the things they have a natural right to. The ends always justify the means with these people, and any harm that comes to others is regrettable, but not something they spend much time worrying about or feel responsible for. Free will and all that.

At its height, massive amounts of illegal drugs were delivered to people all over the world thanks to the Silk Road. There’s no telling how many overdoses were caused by it. How much crime was committed to pay for the drugs. How much other damage was done by people who used these drugs. Ulbricht was, indirectly, one of the biggest drug dealers in the world. Again, he received a presidential pardon about a month ago. In doing so, our Great Leader called the legitimate law enforcement agents who brought Ulbricht down “scum.” Remember all of that the next time he either rails against drug kingpins in other countries, yells about illegal drugs pouring into our country, or acts like he supports the police.


Creation Lake – Rachel Kushner
I had given up on Kushner books. I’ve read two of her previous novels. I enjoyed, but did not love, one; the other I found a bit tedious. This was on many Best Of lists last year, then I saw it recommended by two other people I trust, so I decided to give it a shot.

I’m regretting that decision.

This wasn’t terrible. The core story is about a disgraced former Federal agent who freelances for whoever will pay her to infiltrate protest groups. A different take on corporate espionage. In this case, she assimilates into a commune in rural France with a different mission: pushing them to turn their protest into an attack on a government minister her employers – who are never identified – want neutralized.

That all is kind of cool. What is less cool is how roughly half of the story is this agent reading through emails of the spiritual head of this agrarian rights group. Much of that dives back into the origins of man, where Homo Sapiens separated from Neanderthals, they from Homo Erectus, and so on. I may have that order wrong, but you get what I’m saying. There’s lots of stuff about caves and fossils and what not. Not the most engaging reading material.

The point of all that is to establish the group’s ideology, and the protagonist’s discovery that she models her life around similar principals. I just found it all, again, dull. My complaint about Kushner’s The Flamethrowers was that it was too artsy. This book gets into that same territory. Maybe I’m just not cut out for artsy novels.

Weekend Notes

As I mentioned in Friday’s Playlist, last week was a very odd one in our house.

Monday was a school holiday. Tuesday the girls got up and went to school, then C called me as soon as they arrived saying she had thrown up in the parking lot. So back home she came. She puked again that night, so she was home again on Wednesday.

Wednesday was also L’s surgery day. We left the house at 7:35 and were back home around noon to begin the process of managing pain. No real issues there; she’s pretty tough and doesn’t complain much. She’s been keeping her foot elevated and wiggling her toes, as instructed. Two weeks from today she’ll switch from a splint to a cast.

Thursday is S’s day off, so she was home to help with L. C finally went back to school.

Friday was an eLearning day to prepare the CHS campus for the big annual fundraiser Saturday. L was doing just fine in the morning and we were discussing whether we would drive down to the semi-state game Saturday morning. After lunch and her round of meds, she started feeling bad. Eventually she spent about two hours throwing up. Curses! I have to tell you, I was impressed with how she was able to keep her leg elevated and still puke into a bowl. By the evening she stopped vomiting but still felt terrible. I told her we would just watch the game from home as she did not want to start feeling bad two hours from home and be stuck in the back of the car another two hours if we had to turn around.

Saturday morning we watched the game – more on that in a bit – and shortly after she had another round of throwing up. Some of her travel teammates planned on visiting but postponed for obvious reasons. She felt better in the afternoon so had her first shower on her new shower stool while wearing her waterproof cast cover. I assume that went well; I was not involved.

Finally Sunday she felt better and kept food down. Her travel coach and his daughter stopped in briefly. I told her it was lucky it took her two days to process whatever C had given her. I was super worried she would wake up sick Wednesday, we would have to postpone surgery, and that would mess our timeline up.

This morning both girls felt 100%, at least in their stomachs. L’s foot pain is manageable. Her doctor told her she didn’t have to rush back to school, but she’s too tightly wound to miss any more class. I think the getting around is going to be a big pain, as unlike when she was in a boot in December, she can’t put any weight on her left foot. We insisted she take her scooter, which she kind of hates, to give her more support and safety, especially in the hallways between classes.

Oh, and C leaves on her senior retreat tomorrow and will be gone until Friday afternoon. So I’ll be carting L to-and-from school.

Maybe we’ll have a full, normal week of classes for both girls next week.


End of the Road

Semi-state did not go as we hoped. CHS fell behind Roncalli early, climbed out of a couple holes, and tied the game at 21 early in the second quarter with a 9–0 run. Next thing you knew, RHS had ripped off 15 straight points and the game was basically over. I believe we got as close as 8 or 9 once, and they pushed it out as high as 21 points. The final was 72–54. Ouch.

Biggest factor in the game was RHS hitting their first seven 3s. That will win you a lot of games. Twice we hit 3’s and they immediately answered. They shoot a lot of 3’s normally, but pretty sure they hadn’t hit seven-straight before Saturday. We didn’t help ourselves in that 15–0 run by missing three layups and four free throws. But, still, RHS was the better team so not sure that made a difference.

It was hard to gauge things by streaming the game but the officiating didn’t help, either. The fouls in the first quarter were 6–0 against us. Which seems kind of dumb as RHS was playing more physical than we were. One of our starters was called for a touch foul 20 seconds into the game. Naturally, if you know her, she committed a clear and very dumb foul 30 seconds later and had to sit until the third quarter. Our best inside player had a similar experience. She got called for a touch foul in the first two minutes, then crashed into a girl a minute later and had to sit. Poor officiating + bad IQ = trouble.

As if to even things out, the refs called the first four fouls of the second quarter on RHS. That’s when we made our run to tie it. After that the fouls didn’t matter since RHS couldn’t miss and we couldn’t hit.

We heard one of our parents got ejected at halftime for being all over the refs, but as I wasn’t there and only got tidbits of the story, can’t really share details. Not surprised this parent got tossed, though. They have a history.

As happens this time of year to every team but the eventual champion, it was a very disappointing end to a fun couple weeks. We were double City champions (JV and varsity), beat our arch rivals twice in three weeks, and then won our first sectional in 20 years, followed by the first regional in 24 years. Adding a semi-state would have been tough; Roncalli lost to the #1 team in 3A by 13 in the semi-state championship game Saturday night. It would have been fun to have had that opportunity, though.

If you’ve paid attention to these posts, you know I’ve quoted the computer rankings often. Those rankings were locked after sectionals two weeks ago. The four state championship games this Saturday are, according to the computer, #3 vs #5 in 4A, #1 vs #3 in 3A, #1 vs #4 in 2A, and #1 vs #2 in 1A. Seems like the computer is pretty accurate.

We played two of the remaining eight teams, losing to one of the 3A contenders and beating the #1 1A team.


Jayhawk Talk

A nice bounce-back win vs Oklahoma State Saturday. The Jayhawks became the first team, I didn’t track if it was P4 only or any D1 school, to lose a game by 30+ and then win by 30+ in their next outing. At least they’re making history, I guess! Funny how much better the team looks when they can knock down outside shots.

Two very good things from Saturday. Flory Bidunga had 16 rebounds in 21 minutes. I remain on record that he will be the best rebounder of the Bill Self era if he returns for another year.

Second, Diggy Coit got going, hitting three straight 3’s to blow the game open in the first half. I think most people forget he was a very late signing and did not go through summer as part of the program. Throw in his size and Self’s traditional reluctance to give transfers much leeway, and he started waaaay behind everyone else. It seems like he’s finally getting comfortable with his role. The CBS guys claimed Self said Diggy is the most vocal leader on the team. Which is kind of concerning since our team is mostly 4th, 5th, and 6th year guys. But it bodes well for next year. I’m sure Diggy will start some games, but he seems like an ideal 6th man who can come off the bench, hit some 3’s and steady the team in minutes when Darryn Peterson, Elmarko Jackson, or whoever else fills one of the starting backcourt slots needs to sit.

Tonight we get to experience one of the true joys of the far-flung conference: an 11:00 PM Eastern tip in Boulder. I am NOT staying up to watch this game. Hope it works out better than when I went to bed instead of watching the BYU game last week.


College Girl

M spent the weekend in Toronto, Canada. I guess it’s a thing for fraternities at schools east of here to go to the Toronto area for their formals. I believe the key is the lower drinking age. That was the plan for her boyfriend’s frat. So they got on a bus at 8AM Friday and spent 12 hours driving north. Then 12 hours returning yesterday. That sure sounds awful to me. I remember going on a date party where we got on a bus in Columbia and headed to St. Louis, less than two hours away. That was both a very fun bus ride and a terrible one. College kids + lots of drinking = well, you know.

My comment to S was that you better not break up with your partner halfway through the bus ride. Or if you’re just going as friends, as a couple of M’s sorority sisters did, not realize three hours into the ride north that the dude you’re going with is kind of a douche.

I guess the formal was fun, and M said Toronto was very cool.

She has been struggling to find a summer internship, sending resumes out since the fall with no bites. She finally had one for a job in Cincinnati last week, then drove to Dayton for another. And this week she has a phone interview with an advertising firm here in Indy. It is run by a CHS grad, and a former neighbor of ours is rather high up there. I think she wants to stay in Cincy for the summer, but would be perfectly fine with the Indy one. If both those fall through, or nothing else pops up, she’ll take the Dayton one if she has to. I just hope she gets an offer.

Jayhawk Talk: Hopeless

I’m starting this post Wednesday as I sit in the waiting room while L gets her foot operated on. I thought about just skipping this topic, but since I have time to kill, I might as well share a some thoughts about the Jayhawks.

I don’t know of any way to label the last few weeks as anything other than the biggest on-court disaster this program has faced in over 40 years. It seems like the team lost whatever heart they had on those back-to-back Saturdays when they first blew the lead late against Houston – twice – and then coughed up a 21-point lead against Baylor. I’m not sure how much heart this team had to begin with, but whatever it did possess was crushed into meaningless dust after those two losses.

Last Saturday’s game against Utah was a perfect example. Utah is not a good team and has one good player. The Jayhawks let that one guy get open continually and drain 3’s so the Utes built up an immediate big lead. KU showed almost no effort on either end of the court, were routinely late with switches on defense (if they switched at all) and when they were aggressive on offense, it was reckless, not calculated and controlled.

They made a run just before halftime, let the Utes stretch it out again, came all the way back one more time, then absolutely fell on their faces in the closing minutes. They somehow kept Utah from scoring for nearly seven minutes and still trailed when they finally made a shot.

Rumor has it there was an intense “conversation” in the locker room after the game.

A lot of good that did.

As bad as Saturday was, Tuesday night against BYU was so much worse. Thank goodness I used needing to get up early to bring L to the hospital as an excuse to not watch the game. I expected bad news Wednesday morning but was utterly shocked when I saw KU lost by 34 points. Thirty four.

Yep, this team is toast. Even if the roster was ravaged by the combination of flu, Covid, and norovirus that seems to be waylaying most of the country, that would not be an excuse for how they have completely fallen apart. They just don’t play hard enough, or ever have five guys on the court who seem pissed off enough about the way things are going to change the team’s path.

There is plenty of blame to go around, and I’ve addressed some of those targets in previous posts.

It has reached the point, though, where everything lands on Bill Self and his coaching staff. They recruited the wrong players, or at least the wrong combination of players. They haven’t found a way to get the kids they have to work together. There are apparently accountability issues. Schisms because of how different players are treated differently. And so on. We’ve reached the point where there are 1000 rumors about what is wrong, so it’s hard to know which are accurate and which are just speculation by frustrated fans.

All that is 100% on the coaches.

I think they looked too much at the resumes of transfers and not enough at how those players would fit together, or into Self’s system. Worse, he has seemed at a loss at how to make adjustments to style of play and/or how he manages minutes/personalities to find a way to get these mis-matched pieces to work together.

Every Big 10 fan I talked to said AJ Storr would not be able to guard and would drive Self crazy. That’s been the case since before the first game.

Rylan Griffen was a solid defensive player at Alabama. But Nate Oates plays a completely different style of defense from Self. I’m not sure if Self should have been able to see that Griffen’s skill set did not fit his switch-heavy preference. I do think he saw a terrific shooter and figured the rest of it would work out. The problem being Griffen might be the worst defender of the Self era – he literally falls down for no reason multiple times each game – thus can’t stay on the court, thus can’t get in a shooting rhythm, and has become a wasted scholarship.

Zeke Mayo has done exactly what he was asked to do, come in and be a scoring guard. But because of Storr and Griffen’s failures and DaJuan Harris’ limitations, way more has been asked of Mayo than expected. When he’s good, he’s been very good, and arguably KU’s most consistent player. But too often he’s forced to handle the ball against pressure and commits terrible turnovers, or forces shots because no one else on his team can hit one.

Nick Timberlake was a disaster last year.

Bill Self struggled so much connecting with Remy Martin that it nearly ruined the 2022 National Championship team.

Joe Yesufu never found his role.

Cam Martin was a bizarre first signing of the portal era and a waste of a scholarship.

Kevin McCullar was great, until he got injured and disappeared last year.

Hunter Dickinson was also great last year, also until he got injured. While he’s had some good games this year, he’s been far less consistent and missed way too many close shots for a guy who is 7’2”. He wrecks KU’s defense, which a lot of anonymous coaches suggested would be the case before he arrived in Lawrence. And while we don’t know for sure if he has been a problem in the locker room, there is plenty of smoke to suggest that his personality and effort is part of the problem. He also seems to have lost that edge he used played with.

Then there’s the whole long list of high school recruits that have either not shown up in Lawrence, have gotten hurt, who have transferred away after one year, or just have been duds.

Seriously, over the past four high school recruiting classes, only Gradey Dick and Flory Bidunga have come close to reaching their potential. To be fair, KJ Adams over-achieved, but he was seen as a career role player. The fact he’s a three-year starter shows another issue with KU’s recruiting. Someone, Ernest Udeh and/or Zuby Ejiofor most notably who both fled when Dickinson signed, should have taken KJ’s minutes three years ago. That never happened.

The staff gets bonus points for grabbing Johnny Furphy at the last minute in the summer of 2023, but he developed so much faster than expected that he only lasted a year on campus. Perhaps if he had stayed he would have fixed some of this year’s issues, and kept one of this year’s transfer disasters from getting his scholarship.

Beyond that group, the high school recruits are a bunch of guys who washed out at KU, and often at their second and third schools as well. Now a couple of these classes were put together under the cloud of the NCAA investigation. Still, the lack of success over four classes doesn’t bode well for identifying players and developing them the way the staff used to.

Add a bunch of transfers on top of those failures, and you have an old roster that didn’t come of age at KU. They didn’t pick up the cultural DNA from the guys in front of them. They didn’t go to Ames and Waco and Morgantown and Manhattan and steal games that seemed lost with 2:00 left because some guy who had been on the roster for four years made a couple of big plays late.

That’s a recipe for disaster in modern basketball.

There is zero hope for this year’s team. This was supposed to be the easiest six game stretch of the season, and they are 1–3 so far, with the one win coming against a then winless in the Big 12 Colorado team that we had to sweat out until the final minutes. Dickinson isn’t going to suddenly start shooting 70% from the field and moving quickly on defense. Harris isn’t going to suddenly stop taking terrible shots and start guarding the way he used to. Griffen and Storr aren’t suddenly going to start playing at the level they did a year ago at their previous schools. Mayo won’t suddenly stop turning the ball over and start scoring 30 points a night to carry the team. And so on.

We Jayhawks fans have always had the hope of next year when we lost to some stupid team in March. There were always new, highly ranked recruits coming in to join with young guys on the roster who would improve. There was always the certainty that Bill Self would find a way to mold a team that was greater than the sum of its individual parts.

For the first time in the Self era, I’m worried about what’s ahead. Even if Bidunga returns (Please, Lord, let Flory stay!) and Darryn Peterson and Bryson Tiller are as good as advertised. Because I’m not sure I trust Self to pick the right transfers to slot in with that group. And there won’t be those old heads on the roster to guide these young bucks. And I’m worried that between going all-in with transfers to chase a third title, his health scare, and the utter depression of back-to-back preseason number one teams falling apart, Self might have lost his mojo.

I hate to be defeatist, but I guess I should appreciate that we had a pretty good 40 year run and hope that this era of relative shittiness will pass quickly.

I don’t think it’s a coincidence that my YouTube feed suddenly got flooded with highlights from classic KU games over the past week. I mean, once you watch one you’re going to get more, right? But there were several from the tournament runs in ’22, ’18, and ’12 that popped up before I watched any of them. Algorithm always knows.

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