Starting Five
1. Heat Wave
“As owners of the NBA’s second-longest win streak, the Heat can’t ignore the obvious,” reads the subhed on the home page of ESPN.com. Hey, Bristol, have you been paying attention? Miami doesn’t want to ignore it. This team, these players, are fully aware of their shot at history and the only real downside is that now they’re going to have Mark Schwartz pulling a Pedro Gomez, riding shotgun on this magnificent quest, until they lose again.
If you’re a Heat fan, you breathe easy knowing that the next true test does not come until Miami visits San Antonio on March 31. If you’re a Celtics fan, you say, “Well, welcome to the NBA — finally — Jeff Green (the former Georgetown stud scored a career-high 43 in what is his fifth season).
Two more items: 1) the Denver Nuggets have their own little 12-game win streak going (much obliged, Joakim Noah), but that ends this evening on the second night of a road back-to-back in Oklahoma City. 2) If the Heat keep winning, they’ll go for record-breaking 34 on Tuesday, April 9 — one night after March Madness ends, how convenient — at home versus Milwaukee.
2. Tiger Woods, meet Alfred Hitchcock.
The world’s best golfer and film’s master of suspense had/have a type. And it’s the same type.
TIGER
(Elin, Lindsey)
SIR ALFRED
(Grace Kelly, Eva Marie Saint)
3. Flori-Duh: Deer head heist!
4. Boston Phoenix. It’s not just the 1976 NBA Finals (Gar Heard!), but it’s also one of the the country’s oldest alternative newspapers. Except that now, after nearly 50 years in print, the Phoenix is $1.2 million in debt and must stop printing. Ironically, and tellingly, the newspaper informed its readers of this sad news via tweet. Some 40 employees will begin looking for steakateria gigs be unemployed.
5. In case you STILL haven’t heard, Twitter is a public forum. It appears that the son of the FDNY (Fire Dept. New York) commissioner, Salvatore Cassano, never learned that lesson or even cared. Joe Cassano, an EMT, recently resigned in the wake of his pro-Hitler, pro-boob job, anti-Obama tweets (kudos to young Mr. Cassano for upholding the public’s — and Denis Leary’s — stereotypes of NYC firemen, by the way). Stick around for the last two grafs on the second page, by the way.
Reserves
Jere Longman of the New York Times with a take-out piece on the long, slow and tragic descent of Tim Danielson, the second American high school boy ever to break the four-minute mile.
Stephen Douglas of The Big Lead with an inspired account of a long, fast and not-so-tragic descent involving Katherine “World Wide” Webb.
We should note, by the way, that “Splash” originated in Holland under the title “Sterren Springen“, or “Celebrities Jump”.
I guess it’s time for Medium Happy to move its home offices out of Nicosia. That’s the capital of Cyprus, which is where lots and lots of corporations –particularly Russian ones — based themselves to avoid paying standard tax rates. But now Cyprus banks are being compelled to up their tax rates if they hope to receive Eurozone bailout money.
Ken Pomeroy, alias “KenPom”, outs my former SI colleague Seth Davis on Twitter, noting that Seth chose Kansas to win it all over at SI.com and Louisville to cut down the nets at CBSSports.com. This is what our mutual ex-colleague Chad Millman might call “hedging your bets.” Between this and Josh Elliott’s deleted “black smoke” tweet from last week, these are sad days for former members of the SI bullpen.
You win $10,000 for making a halfcourt shot at halftime of the Atlantic 10 tournament final, so how do you celebrate? By speding about 11% of it –before taxes — at your favorite steakateria.
Defiance, Ohio, is not just a town but its T.J. Lane’s theme. While being sentenced to life in prison for a school shooting that left three classmates dead, the Chadron, Ohio, teen wore a T-shirt that read “killer” and flipped the bird to people in the courtroom, including family members and victims’ families. At least he correctly spelled “KILLER”.
Remote Patrol
Middle Tennessee State vs. St. Mary’s
NCAA Tournament Play-In Game First Round
ESPN 9:10 p.m.
We are desperately lobbying Mayor Bloomberg to call for the eradication of the “First Four” in Dayton (64 is a nice, round number that is both eight squared, four cubed, and two to the sixth; why would you mess with that???), but he is just so busy these days ruining everyone else’s vices fun. The Blue Raiders went 28-5 and 16-0 at home, which seems deserving of an NCAA bid. The Gaels went 19-3 in their final 22 games, with all three losses at the hands of No. 1 Gonzaga. As you know, they also boast Aussome Aussie Matthew Dellevadova, the most onions scorer in the tournament.
xxxxx
Ahem, your Stockton story?
Yeah, I watched SPLASH last night. How could you not? It represents present-day TV in all its inane, celebrity-obsessed, too ridiculous to be fake (or believed) glory. It appealed to all – a HOOT for those of us who sat back in slack jawed (or just slacks) wonder at the glorious inanity of it all. The pitch was surely an outtake from SNL – “yeah, we’re gonna get wanna-be, desperate-to-be-again celebs who can barely float to jump & eventually dive off various levels of death-inviting heights! 250 lb NFLer! 7ft2 ex-NBAer! 400 pounder (nuff said)!” And HOOTERS for those who tuned in for YOUR fave girl of the moment & that ex-Playboy/Hef castoff.
I have to tell you – I was all ready to be hatin’ on K-Webb but she gets the joke, that her thrust into ‘celebrity status’ is ridiculous but she’s going for the ride anyway. She even dedicated her ‘dive’ to the man who made it all possible – Musberger.
And I wonder – if someone approached you today at the steakateria & said “hey, jdubs, we’re gonna pay you $25,000 & all you have to do is learn how to dive on national TV, be funny (as in puns, puns & more puns to disarm your competition), & most of all, have a gimmick, I mean, have an oh-so-lofty reason for “why your’re there” (for da troops, sick momma, for all the guys & gals out there to show anything is possible, yadda, yadda, yadda)”, would you not sign up? And you can keep your night job? AND you could wear a ‘MEDIUMHAPPY.COM’ t-shirt/wetsuit during all your televised practices?
Watched Splash tonight on DVR, and only then realized that a day earlier, I’d read someone tweet that they were watching Splash and just saw 417-pound Louie Anderson dive into a pool. Lacking proper context, I said to myself “John Candy was in Splash, not Louie Anderson.”
I’m not sure I could find a better example of D-list celebrity exploitation on a reality show than paying Louie Anderson to wear a swimsuit and jump into a pool. I know he could just as easily be eating cow rectums or marrying someone on TV, but still.