Starting Five
1. So it’s definitely OSCAR WEEK, between the Academy Awards and the most infamous crime of 2013 thus far. As for the accused, Oscar Pistorius, his bail hearing is proving to be more intriguing than most actual trials.
Steenkamp, who was laid to rest yesterday in Port Elizabeth
What of the witness who reportedly heard a gunshot, then screaming, then more gun shots? However, will a witness who was 600 yards away at the time provide credible testimony?
What of the needles and bottles of testosterone found at Pistorius’ home? Or were they just an herbal remedy?
What of the police alleging that the trajectory of the gun shots indicate that Pistorius was on his blades when he fired the shots, which would be in dispute with what Pistorius claims?
It’s a little too early in this race between the prosecution and Pistorius to call a winner.
You know what this reminds me of? It reminds me of a 400-meter race in its first half. Because of the staggered starts, it’s difficult to grasp who’s in the lead or how far someone is trailing. It’s not until the athletes round the final turn that you really begin to understand where everyone stands relative to one another. For Pistorius, an Olympian in that event, it’s a metaphor that is easy to grasp. This race has a long way to go before it rounds its final turn.
2. This just in: Victor Oladipo is good. Top-ranked Indiana University won in East Lansing last night for the first time in 17 tries, or since 1991, and the six-foot-five junior was the primary reason. Oladipo, who was nothing special a year ago, had 19 points, nine rebounds, five steals and one block — while playing on a sprained ankle — as the Hoosiers nipped No. 4 Michigan State in a contest that felt like a Final Four matchup, and may very well be. The volume of Oladipo’s contributions pale in comparison to the timeliness of his most spectacular plays, including a dunk on a breakaway release that put IU up 70-67 in the final minute. Some players fill up stat boxes; others are pure gamers. Oladipo is more of the latter, but a little of both.
Hail to the Oladipo (see what I did there?)
3. Steve Rushin hits rock bottom. Sort of. With Kate Upton.
What’s larger than the Ross Ice Shelf?
4. Roger Goodell, NFL commissioner, earned nearly $30 million last season and Ashley Fox, NFL writer for ESPN.com, defends his pay (“Roger Goodell Earned Every Penny”). Fox (an old friend from SI days) has a point, but the question should be, Would the NFL still have earned most of those lucrative TV and labor deals with someone other than Goodell (probably)? Also, would Goodell have done the same job for half the income (definitely)?
It is worth noting, and Fox does, that Goodell earned just over $3 million in salary but more than $22 million in bonuses (and nearly $4 million, or more than ten times the annual income of the president of the United States, in “additional compensation”). It’s also worth noting that Goodell basically earned more than –before you begin factoring in stock options– every major CEO in the country.
It’s not that the NFL isn’t worth that much. It’s that Goodell is not the reason the league is. The players and the sport are.
5. Apologies for stepping on the toes of my colleague here, but Kurt Cobain would have turned 46 (my age) today. My Kurt Cobain story: In 1991 my sister, Lorraine, worked in the music business in Los Angeles. Over the Christmas holidays, in Phoenix, she secured tickets and backstage passes to a concert for herself, my brother and I at Arizona State University.
There were three acts, so we blew off the first one. Some band by the name of Pearl Jam. We arrived just after Pearl Jam’s set and that is when my sister introduced my brother, George, and I to a wispy dude with thin, purple hair by the name of Kurt Cobain. “Nevermind” had been out for a few weeks by then, but Nirvana was still just breaking out across North America.
Kurt was soft-spoken and very nice. He was eating a bowl of corn flakes and talking to some woman we did not yet know (Sis: “This is Kurt’s wife, Courtney. She’s got an album coming out, too, and it’s fantastic.” [I’m sure my brother and I rolled our eyes inwardly at that]). Kurt invited George and I to walk with him as they headed to the stage and then take in the show from the side of it (recall, this is still about nine years before “Almost Famous”). We wisely said, “Yes.”
So there the three of us were, walking out into the arena as Kurt gulped down a bowl of corn flakes. Almost as if to fulfill the song’s prophecy, Kurt entered the arena with the houselights up and the fans barely noticed. It was only when the lights went down (“With the lights out/It’s less dangerous/Here we are now/Entertain us”) did the arena erupt.
So that’s my Kurt Cobain story. We watched the entire show from about 15 feet away. I still kick myself for not stage diving during “Smells Like Teen Spirit.” At the time I was 25 and thought, I’m too old to do that. I was so much older then. Oh, well, whatever. Never mind.
The Kurt I met…
(Note: Many of the songs that appear on From The Muddy Banks of the Wishkah, Nirvana’s live album, were recorded within days of the night of this meeting)
Reserves
Liberty and Longwood, a pair of Division I hoops schools (Big South Conference) , combine to score 55 points in the final 3:55 (Grinnell yawns at this news). The Lancers of Longwood led 80-68 at the final media timeout, but were then outscored 33-22 by the Flames. Still, Longwood held on to win, 102-101.
What is the headline here? “Cow Tipping?” “Moo-ving Violation?” “Ground Beef?” Russian dash-cams are the new Harlem Shake.
That slow and steadily growing tech giant, Google, which gets mentioned on CNBC about once for every 100 times Apple does, eclipses an $800 stock price. Less than six months ago the two companies were at near-identical stock prices, in the high $600s. Since then AAPL has plummeted more than 200 points (it opened today at near $455) while the search engine colossus opened at $807. For what it’s worth, AAPL trades at 10.4 times earnings (the lower the number, the better), while GOOG trades at 24.8 times. Which is to say, if investors truly believed in value, AAPL should be trading at about $1,100 per share relative to what GOOG is trading at.
Jeff Passan, the MLB columnist for Yahoo! Sports (as opposed to Jeff Rossen, the investigative reporter for the Today Show), tweets, “Coolest story of the spring: a blind 32 year-old is trying to make the Rays. And he’s actually got a chance.”
1. “Coolest story?” Why don’t you let us be the judges of that? Especially since it’s what, more than 30 days until spring?
2. “Blind”. Well, not really. If you read Jeff’s story –and maybe that’s all he or his editors are concerned about, the number of hits — in fact, if you read just the headline, you’ll see that pitcher Juan Sandoval is “Blind In One Eye.” Which is not the same as being blind, or even the same as being legally blind. Or even legally blonde. Passan even notes that not only is Sandoval’s left eye in good shape, it’s “better than it’s ever been, in fact.”
3. And then, in the story, Passan actually writes “even if he is a long shot to make the team now…” How does that clause jibe with Passan’s “and he’s actually got a chance” tweet?
Jeff Passan: third-eye blind
Does any of this diminish the valiant nature of Sandoval’s effort to make the Rays, particularly as a 32 year-old journeyman? No. My beef isn’t with the player. But, sorry, this is a bullshit tweet and an overblown story that other (lazy) sports blogs will note and, without either reading the story or, worse, asking some superficially observant questions about it, will simply regurgitate and implore you to read.
Passan’s tweet is –what’s that buzzphrase of the moment? — “intellectually dishonest.” Maybe he is hoping Sandoval makes the team, and then he gets a book and/or movie deal out of it. Maybe he didn’t have room in his 140 characters to write “in one eye” after the word “blind.”
I’m not here to undermine a courageous effort by Sandoval. I’m here asking all of you to practice a little reading comprehension. To simply not accept someone’s shameless self-promotion of his own story based on, I don’t know, blind faith.
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