IT’S ALL HAPPENING!

Starting Five

“I’ll get Tommy Trojan over here and then we’ll see how tough you guys are.”

1. A.D. Hoc Committee*

(The judges will also accept “PH Unbalanced?”)

For posterity’s sake: Late in the third quarter, USC kicks a 25-yard field goal to forge a 10-10 tie with Stanford in Palo Alto. Then the Trojans are penalized five yards for “delay of game,” for not respecting that white space that rings the field. Coach Steve Sarkisian barks, so he earns a 15-yard unsportsmanlike conduct penalty (my guess is both flags came after repeated warnings about both).

Then Sarkisian claimed that USC was not delaying the game, but instead saving its cousin from drowning. Then, on the ensuing kickoff, from its own 15, USC loses a starter when Hayes Pullard is ejected for targeting. On the very next play, from USC’s 47, Stanford QB Kevin Hogan fumbles and USC recovers.

Responsible for fewer calls, if not passes, dropped

By this time someone on the USC sideline has already texted athletic director Pat Haden, a member of the 13-genius Selection Committee panel, and told him Stevie has poopy pants. Whatever. So Haden puts down the crab puff and hustles down to the sideline to be Sark’s champion in Trial by Combat. Meanwhile, the 3rd quarter conveniently ends –remember, USC has the ball again–and Haden, a Rhodes Scholar, commences to do something very dumb: advocate for his coach (“Fight on!”), during the game, with ABC’s cameras there.

Now, first, the genius who texted Haden, or the person who ordered that genius to text, is mostly at fault here. Second, by the time Haden arrived USC had already gotten the ball back and it wasn’t as if any of those three calls were going to be reversed, so what was the point of bitching? Third, big ups to Stanford for its in-game in-stadium mobile phone reception. Methinks The Tree is actually a cell phone tower. Finally, I don’t agree with my friend Dan Wolken that Haden needs to resign from the Selection Committee. I am heartened, though, that all the simpletons who thought a 13-member panel of enlightened post-hormonal geniuses and an expanded “playoff” would bring greater clarity –not to mention an improved product–are so quickly seeing the folly of their idea. It was always stupid. This weekend’s hi-jinks just prove as much.

2. Medium Happy 8

Incorrigible Utes: Only A&M has scored more points than this Power 5 (vomit at the term) school that remains unranked.

Not to be confused with the AP Poll, where Utah, a school that apparently some voters have yet to realize is in the Pac-12, is not ranked despite beating Idaho State 56-14 and Fresno State 59-27. We’re not saying the Utes are even the best school in the Beehive State –No. 25 Brigham Young probably is– but how come they are not ranked while five one-loss teams are?

Our Top 8:

Texas A&M: Aggies have beaten a ranked team on the road, in a nationally televised Thursday night game, and are averaging 62.5 points per game, the most of any team that has played two games.

Oregon: Defeated No. 7 Michigan State with 28 unanswered 2nd-half points and are averaging 54 points per game.

Auburn: Have now covered 13 straight games —McMurphy’s Law–and have been the most impressive squad in the Tuscahasseeburn Triangle.

Oklahoma: Sooners have outscored opponents 62-3 in first half, which at this time of year is indicative of a focused team.

Florida State: The Seminoles should be No. 1, but they certainly have yet to play that way. Boredom? Self-satisfaction? This is a team that appears to be guilty of shellfish behavior.

Baylor: Only school in nation in the top ten in both Scoring Offense and Scoring Defense. No, the Bears haven’t played anyone. Most teams haven’t.

In their last scheduled meeting, Jaylon Smith and Notre Dame handed Michigan its first shutout defeat in365 games.

Georgia: Dawgs only 1-0,  but look even better after Clemson crushed  foe without hap, 73-7.

Alabama: Tide were a 42-point favorite. Led 41-0 when game was called in fourth quarter due to lightning. They are the anti-Auburn.

By the way, this weekend’s games are miserable. Georgia at South Carolina is the only one halfway worth watching, and I think the Doggies, off a bye week, will roll. Go out and run a half-marathon instead or something.

3.  You Can’t Spell ‘Crisis’ Without ‘Isis’

No joke: these are members of ISIS’ all-female brigade.

Intolerant of any religion or ethnicity that is not their own and hiding behind hoods and robes. Whom does ISIS remind me of….?

Anyway, The Obama appeared on “Meet The Press” yesterday and announced that he had hired Chip Kelly to go on offense against ISIS, or something like that, and that he will also lay out a “game-plan” in a nationally televised address on Wednesday.

Personally, I’ve always enjoyed this splice of footage from the 1994 Whit Stillman film Barcelona as a tactical and dynamic U.S. foreign policy.

4. Rice Capades

From KO to OK in one easy press conference? Not so fast.

As my pal Arash “Guest List” Markazi tweeted, “seeing is believing.” The video of Ray Rice tossing a compact left hook at his then-fiancée, Janay Palmer, and knocking her out, obtained today by TMZ, puts this entire ugly affair in a new orbit.

Who saw this video –the NFL, the Ravens, the police?–and yet still only put Rice in a pre-trial diversion program and gave him a two-game suspension. The NFL is claiming it only just saw the elevator video today. If that is true, then maybe it’s time to give Rice at the very least an 8-game suspension. Worse, of course, is that prosecutors did not seek jail time against Rice. Untenable position.

As for you and me? If the NFL does not at least further punish Rice, let’s stop watching and attending games. At least for a weekend. Come on, America, I know you can do it.

Finally, yes, I don’t know why seeing the video should amp up the rage so exponentially. How did we think she came to be knocked out? The logic on this is solid, but the truth is that the video changes everything. It eliminates any doubt.

5. Ali Baba and the Sept. 18 IPO

Get ready, home-gamers. Ali Baba, the Amazon.com of Asia and much of the rest of the world, will have its initial public offering (IPO) on September 18. The price range is expected to be $60-66 and I’d be surprised if it wasn’t above $100 per share by Christmas.

A quick note on high-profile IPOs.

GoPro (GPRO) (June 26) $28……….Today: $61

Twitter (TWTR) (Nov. 7) $26……….Today: $51

Facebook (FB) (May 18, 2012) $45…..Today: $78

Chipotle (CMG) (Jan. 26, 2006) $22….Today: $677

There are, of course, many more companies that file for IPOs and whose stock plummets afterward. My point is that these are some of the more high-profile IPOs of the internet and Twitter age, when everyone can MMQB these companies. I didn’t even note Google or Apple or Pied Piper (!), but they’re all highly, even exponentially positive. I think Ali Baba (BABA) will go the same way. Besides, I’m going to like, as an investor, being known as BABA Walters.

Chipotle (CMG)

 

Nobody Knows Where China Is

Kids, you would not believe the shenanigans that have been going on behind the scenes while I’ve tried to write this thing. I feel it’s important to share them with you, so you can fully appreciate the land-mines I navigate in order to bring you this entirely useless batch of thoughts.

As I sat here, tapping away on my keyboard, half-watching Frasier on Netflix and not Googling compromising photos of Jennifer Lawrence, a fight erupted from the other room between two of my offspring. It would seem one of them does not know how to find China on a map, and the other found that such an egregious  lack of mental aptitude that the only recourse was to heap very loud verbal abuse upon the non-China knowing party of the first part.

Having grown up at the tail end of a large group, my knee-jerk reaction is usually to side with the younger party  in any domestic battle, but I also don’t want the party of the second part to grow up nursing a mean case of middle-child syndrome, so I feel it’s important to…you know what? I really just wanted them to shut the hell up, I was trying to watch Frasier.

Would you please put a sock in it??

You may have noticed it isn’t Wednesday. I was unable to post anything on Wednesday of this week because I forgot.

So my lovelies, here is my

Starting Five

1. Reclining seats

John Q. Public has officially gone crackerdogs over the wretched discomfort of flying on a commercial airline.

Hell is other people

To the surprise of NO ONE, passengers are behaving like caged animals—three incidences of fights and grounded flights over leg room in the past what, ten days? The most recent story involves a woman who went nuts on a flight from New York to Florida because the person in front her tried to recline their seat. The woman then told the flight attendant to, and I’m paraphrasing here, “consume excrement and expire”.

Once many years ago, when my strapping teenaged son was but a baby, he puked on the McDonald’s counter at the gate minutes before we were to board a flight to Florida. Once on the plane (of course we still went, are you crazy?), as I was wrestling him into his seat, a blue ball point pen that he had smuggled in via his diaper exploded all over me. Did I mention I was also hugely pregnant with my third child?

I’m just trying to get to Florida

The only reason I didn’t tell the nearest human on that plane that day to eat shit and die was because of the three inches extra leg room I had to calm my nerves and restore my humanity, lo those many years ago.

Are you listening, airline powers that be?

2. What’s Up, Doc?

Barbra+Ryan= chemistry

Watched this 1972 Peter Bogdanovich classic last night with my daughter. It absolutely holds up, unlike, I am very sad to report, 1979’s Breaking Away, which I attempted a few nights previously with my son.  I’m sorry! I know, I loved it back in the day, too. But upon re-watching, it’s, well…hmmm. That kid pretending to be Italian all the time really grates on the nerves.

This has been happening a lot lately, me forcing my children to watch movies that I assure them are wonderful, only to be proven otherwise to the soundtrack of their guffaws. The Untouchables, anyone?

Warning: This movie is not nearly as good as you remember it being

 

How about Big Trouble in Little China? What’s Up Doc, however—dang, I wish comedies like that came along more often. Hilarious.

3. This Picture:

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Sleep well, kid!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take a good, long look, amigos. Drink it in.

It’s terrifying, right?

I don’t know if any of you have heard of this website called Facebook, but occasionally these memes float around on it that prod members to reveal secrets about themselves via a list of some sort. The latest one to come my way asked me to list ten books that had touched my life for whatever reason.

The above picture is from one of the books on my list. It is called Marvels and Mysteries from Our Animal World, and it resided on a low shelf behind the television in my childhood home. It is filled with images like the one above, and I used to stare at them long and hard until I was completely freaked out, long before I could even read the words (which said things like ‘spiders are our friends!’ Ha. Too late for that, pal.)

I didn’t even remember what the book was called when I wrote my list, but my sister read my FB post and realized she had the book, so she brought it over. That’s a loving sibling for you; why leave a childhood trauma in the past when you can hold it on your hands for eternity?

The good news is, once I could read, I latched on to Edward Gorey’s The Gashleycrumb Tinies.

No really, nighty night!

Someday I’ll tell you about the effect The Exorcist had on me. (hint: it wasn’t good)

I didn’t sleep much as a kid.

4. The Trip to Italy

If you never saw the 2010 movie The Trip, starring Steve Coogan and Rob Brydon, watch it right now, immediately. Here’s a clip:

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That’s pretty much the whole movie; two comedians traveling around England, eating food, cracking wise and trying to outdo each other’s Michael Caine impersonations.

It is great, and the sequel, The Trip to Italy,  is at my local artsy-fartsy theater. I mentioned a while back that it takes a lot to get me to actually go to a theater these days, what with my couch, my TV and my snack collection being ten times more awesome than whatever the local theater has to offer, but I’ll probably venture out to see this one on the big screen simply because I cannot wait.

Also, the crowd at the local independent theater is different from the crowd at the Cineplex; instead of chubby, rock-chewing kids texting their way through Guardians of the Galaxy, folks in hipster glasses, five-finger shoes and scarves the size of tablecoths are… chewing rocks and texting their way through British comedians doing Michael Caine imitations.

Maybe I will wait.

5. Brain-eating Amoeba found in Louisiana’s drinking water

Officials say don’t panic. Oh, OK!

That’s cool. I’ll just drink Gatorade

OMIGOD OMIGOD OMIGOD

But I’ve actually been banned from reading WebMD or watching Dateline or ever, ever watching movies about demonic possession (again, that Exorcist story is for another day).

They say the water is safe to drink, just don’t let it go up your nose.

That’s like saying “Don’t think about yellow flowers, just don’t. Don’t think about them. Yellow flowers. No.”

Guess what you’re all thinking about right now?

I’m very thankful I don’t live in Louisiana, mostly because of the brain-eating Amoeba in the drinking water but also the humidity. My hair has enough problems, thank you very much. I guess the saving grace, should I ever snort up an Amoeba,  it won’t find much to nosh on between my ears.

Warm Regards,

Katie

IT’S ALL HAPPENING!

Starting Five

“Raaaaaaaiinnnnn”

1. Is Adam Done?

August (and everything after) of 1993. I’m newly installed in Birmingham, Ala., as Sports Illustrated‘s designated SEC reporter. It was just like being David Halberstam covering Vietnam in Once Upon a Distant War, only different.

I drove everywhere. Never flew, not between Birmingham and Baton Rouge. Even drove back to B’ham from Fayetteville and only got a ticket in the last 1/4-mile of that seven-hour drive: running a red light at 4 a.m. right outside my apartment complex.

It was the best autumn of my life. Befriended a college freshman at the University of Florida who would go on to be Greg Auman (I don’t know what his name was at the time). And through all those miles –and I guess I should be ashamed–there was no CD I listened to more often than the Counting Crows’ August and Everything After. Twenty- one years later, and I can basically hum the entire album start to finish. (Feel free to never return to this blog again, you feel so sorry for me)

Which doesn’t make me cool. But who were we ever fooling?

The critics LOVE to hate CC. And maybe they even have a point. But I’ll always love that debut album (and for the record, my LEAST favorite tune on it is “Mr. Jones.” If you’re asking, my top three are 1) “Anna Begins” 2) “Rain King” and 2) “A Murder of One.”

Anyway, they’ve got a new album out —Somewhere Under Wonderland (blech! title) –and played on Seth Meyers’ show last night. I have no idea if it’s any good. The songs probably have allusions to rain and California and Elizabeth, and I really don’t care if Adam Duritz looks like Sideshow Bob, I liked that first album. It’s probably too much to expect this one will capture my imagination again,  just like it’s probably too much to expect to feel like I’m 26 again.

By the way, here’s a new song, “Earthquake Driver.” And, no, I have no idea how much Duritz weighs these days.

2. McMurphy’s Law

“Auburn has covered the football game! Auburn has covered the football game!”

Our friend Brett McMurphy, the most intrepid mustachioed college football reporter we know of, works at ESPN (even though his daughter has way better on-camera chops). Anyway, on Wednesday Brett tweeted out that Auburn has covered in 12 straight games.  “If you’d put $100 on 1st game & let winnings ride each game, you’d have nearly $410,000,” Brett tweeted.

Let’s see $100 x 2 = $200, $200 x 2= $400, $400 x 2= $800, $800 x 2= $1,600, $1,600 x 2= $3,200, $3,200 x 2=$6,400, $6,400 x 2=$12,800, $12,800 x 2= $25,600, $25,600 x 2=$51,200, $51,200 x 2=$102,400, $102,400 x 2=$204,800 and $204,800 x 2=$409,600.

Eureka! He’s correct.

As Pete Rose says,  “Looks like I picked a bad week to make a push to get reinstated by MLB.”

Meanwhile, that’s great and all, but who has the cojones do double-down on the Tigers eleven times in a row (someone yells, “Charles Barkley!“).

Auburn is a 31-point favorite versus San Jose State at home this weekend. War Eagle!

3. Non-troversy Alert

Yes, that’s Mo’ne Davis signing an autograph for Yasiel Puig last night at Dodger Stadium.

I don’t know about you, but I don’t think rabid sports fan and Philly native Geno Auriemma had an ulterior motive when he phoned Mo’ne Davis to congratulate  her on her performance at the Little League World Series. The 8th grader had already mentioned during the LLWS that her dream is to play hoops at UConn and besides, the Huskies have won four of the past six NCAA championships, and nine overall, under Geno.

But some school phoned the America Athletic Conference, Connecticut’s conference, to complain. Oh, when the name of that school gets leaked (Say it ain’t you, Muffett). That’s going to be an interesting game.

Meanwhile, Davis threw out the first pitch at Dodger Stadium last night. She’s no dummy–she opened for Clayton Kershaw, who picked up his 17th win of the season.

4. Zach’s Rules of Cool

It was a bad first date but eventually Mark”Rat” Ratner did get the girl.

My friend Zach (last name Zacher) was always the coolest guy we knew in high school. I mention this because Men’s Health has just released a “Five Signs You’re On the Worst First Date Ever” (No. 4, your date’s nickname is “JDubs”). They offer advice on how to avoid these pitfalls, but really, all you have to do is follow “Zach’s Rules of Cool:”

1. Listen more than talk. 2. Smile, don’t laugh 3. Make eye contact 4. Be cool.

(Number 5, my add, is “No sausage-y foods.”)

Anyway, hope that helps. Although, it does help to have witnessed a crackling good first date yourself. My friend Jamie Reidy wrote the book that led to the film that led to this scene. This is as good as first dates get.

5. AC/DC Song: Attempted Murder

How could he be guilty? He wears his girlfriend’s name directly about his heart. Oh, wait, that’s not his heart.

I haven’t been following this too closely, but apparently “War Machine” has been arrested in Las Vegas and is facing 32 different felony charges, including attempted murder. So you don’t like Aussie blues-rock, Mr. Law Man, fine, but I think this is a little harsh.

What, hunh? Never mind.

IT’S ALL HAPPENING!

Starting Five

Eastern Michigan’s cinder fellas. Shouldn’t they be running through that wall, anyway?

1. Nobody’s Awesome

The best team in college football iiiiiiiiiis…meh?

No. 1 Florida State, the defending champion with the defending Heisman Trophy winner, was up 17-0 at one point versus Oklahoma State but was then outscored 31-21. The Seminoles were nearly punished by the gods for forsaking their resplendent garnet-and-gold unis, but held on to win 37-31.

No. 2 Alabama endured their first of what should be many “Spaulding, get your foot off the boat!” moments between Nick Saban and Lane Kiffin while holding on to defeat West Virginia, 33-23.

No. 5 Ohio State trailed at halftime versus Navy. No. 7 UCLA led Virginia, 21-10, at halftime, but had not scored an offensive touchdown. The Buckeyes and Bruins both won, but did not dazzle.

Western Kentucky’s Brandon Doughty completed 46 of 56 passes for a Week 1 best 569 yards and 6 TDs (and no INTs) as the Hilltoppers beat Bowling Green, 59-31.

No. 6 Auburn was tied with Arkansas at the half.

No. 3 Oregon romped, but allowed 13 first-half point to South Dakota.

No. 11 Stanford looked great, leading 38-0 at the half–but versus UC-Davis.

This was the highlight, and lone play, from the lightning-storm shortened FlorIdaho game. And yes, his name is Showers.

Here at Medium Happy, where we bequeath the Red Grange Award and will also do a Weekly Top 10 rankings are based entirely on a team’s performance and not preseason polls or what we expect them to do. As opposed to Bleacher Report, which kept Clemson (45-21 losers in Athens) and South Carolina (52-28 losers at home) in its Top 25, while failing to include a Cowboy team that lost only by 6 to the No. 1 team.

Note: Early season rankings are very fluid, as they should be.

1) Oklahoma 2) Texas A&M 3) Stanford 4) Michigan State 5) Georgia 6) Oregon 7) Florida State 8) Arizona State 9) Auburn 10) Alabama

2. The Daily Harrumph!

Some hacker apparently stole Kate Upton’s modesty over the Labor Day weekend.

Ricky Gervais is right.

Yes, people like you and me (well, not me) may take nudie pics, too, but there’s no value in those to the general public. So, yes, maybe you should be smarter about that if you’re someone who may normally appear in US Weekly.

Justin Verlander’s physique. Now I know why his ERA is up near 5. Get thee to a Cross Fit, JV.

Yes, as Ricky said, it’s 100% the hacker’s fault. Doesn’t mean we cannot have a laugh.

Spare me the scolding, Chrissy Teigen. Your wealth derives entirely from people looking at photos of you semi-naked. As does your friend’s. So now you’re upset because it’s not you or she who controls how those pics are released? Stop. Yes, those are private pics and your pal Kate has a right to feel violated. Fine. But don’t tell us how to react to it.

3. Neo-lithic

Reeves can elude bullets, but time is trickier.

Keanu Reeves turns 50 today. Whooooooa.

So, let me ask: Does this mean that if Reeves’ age goes below 50 from here on out, he will explode?

Here’s our boy as Johnny Utah. Always loved this film.

4. Death at Burning Man

I’ve never attended the Burning Man Festival in the northern Nevada desert, but this year a record 66,000 people did. The reason? A sensational African-American female pitcher. Never mind.

Anyway, for the first time that we know of,  not everyone made it back alive. Alicia Cipicchio, 29, an art gallery manager from Jackson, Wyoming, was struck and killed by a vehicle after midnight. The vehicle was a double-decker bus bedecked in white fur and dubbed Shagadelica. Yeah, baby.

5. Opposite Ends of the Spectrum

Watt’s up!

Houston Texan defensive end J.J. Watt, 25, formerly a two-star recruit by Rivals.com who initially attended Central Michigan, just became the highest-paid defensive player in NFL history. Six years, $100 million, $51.8 of it guaranteed, and there’s a decent chance he won’t even be the best defensive end on his own team in three years.

Sam is good-looking, well-spoken and a former SEC standout. An ESPN gig? Sure worked for David Pollack.

Then there’s defensive end Michael Sam, 24, also a former two-star recruit who blossomed into the SEC Defensive Player of the Year at Missouri. Sam was cut over the weekend by the St. Louis Rams and has cleared waivers, which means that anyone can sign him to their practice squad.

So who will?