On the eleventh day of Gheorghemas, Big Gheorghe gave to me...
11 Months of Wisdom*
Ten Things from FlorenceFive roadsters you can and should buy right now
FORE! An overdue update on LIV & the PGA Tour
Three Ways of Coping
Stories from two three strokes
And much needed hip mo-bili-ty
* Not guaranteed to contain wisdom
And away we go, friends, for a whirlwind tour of last year's content, and what's always my favorite post to write. In 2024, we started fast, finished with a flourish, and were reasonably consistent in the middle (except for July. We're gonna have a talk with July). We wrote a lot about our usual suspects, but we added a pop-up baseball blog for several weeks in September and October, and 2024 MVP OBX Dave reliably chimed in with high-quality musings on a broad range of subjects, including sports and media, and media about sports.
To illustrate the months this year, we chose to feature Minneapolis Public Radio The Current's top 11 songs of 2024 in reverse order, so you get some formatting break and some cool tunes. You're welcome.
As the Muppets say, on with the show this is it.
January
You'll be shocked to learn that we started the year with filler and whimsy. Our first "real" post extolled the virtues of posting on G:TB. Sorta.
WCSAGD returned, now with regional curation!
Whitney came home, follicularly speaking.
OBX Dave dropped the first of many deep thinks on college sports.
Z's original car post triggered a run on automative efforts. Like this one. And this. This, too.
Posted about stuff I'd take with me if I had to. Which touched off a mini-run. Here's z's version. In light of the current conflagration in L.A., it all seems a bit melancholic.
The Twelfth Day of Gheorghemas 2023 started on January, 31, 2024. And it was an accurately-labeled extravaganza, taking up a full 12 posts. One of the best uses of postcount in recent memory.
February
The increasing ubiquity of gambling is problematic.
We became Robbie Avia stans. Because of course we did.
But we found Caitlin Clark.
History came to Colonial Williamsburg.
We lost the Lefthander, too. And Richard Lewis. Tough month for legends.
March
Cole Brauer, pint-sized badass.
We felt the first tremblings of what was to come, politically. It is a goddamn burden to be this right this often.
Far too late to the Joey Votto party, G:TB was.
Some words suck.
OBX Dave dissed March Madness.
The Curse of G:TB, vanquished.
NJ Dave cross-promoted.
Gheorghe's Six-Pack made its 2024 debut with a bit of misdirection.
Closed the month with a bit of inside baseball, journalism category.
April
(In case you were wondering, this was my favorite song of the year.)
My kid is a problem (complimentary).
Notify featured de La, Toad, and Garth.
I was interviewed for a podcast! By Augury Dave! Cross-cross-promotion.
A freewheeling journey to...COOKY PUSS!
May
College sports and money. Money and college sports.
Weird and whimsical. Trainspotting edition.
The Z nattered. A nation didn't listen.
Witnessed a real, live high-speed pursuit in Ohio.
Whit got married. Zed met a new friend.
June
The best Sports Illustrated covers, up to 1979.
OBX Dave went looking for a bar fight.
Time. Is Marching On.
In retrospect, we were a bit too naively optimistic.
July
For a month with the fewest posts (13) since April 2023, we managed some heft. Multiple robust explorations of various topics. And a Muppet post. Well played, lads.
We invented the dumbest quiz game. So far.
OBX Dave examined himself.
We played against some people way better than us.
Gheorghe explained Project 2025, and now, well...fuck.
The greatest sports photo ever taken.
August
Bill, Ted, Vladimir, Estragon.
OBX Dave endorses. Nuking the electoral college.
There is another Z-man.
Caw!
Whitney had a great idea. It didn't end great. At least for one half of Misery Loves Company.
And here was the first pop-up MLC post.
Tony Hawk and The Mystery of the Suited Skater.
In which I coin the phrase "incellectual dorks" and exhort my father to haunt the MAGA movement.
September
Our man at the beach hates chain gangs.
My brain is dumb.
Ed Sheeran seems a top lad.
Our elder statesman weighed in on NIL.
October
Mets win! Mets in!
We celebrate pop and lock. Very on brand.
We enjoy it when OBX Dave brings the shade.
A deep sigh the size of Grimace.
Fuck remains the fucking best.
November
New Big Whistle in the Burg get it going.
Gheorghe Predicted the Election. Gheorghe is an idiot.
G:TB can legally drink!
Give you one guess which Gheorghie wrote a post about dildos.
Chronicles of an Aging Gheorghie.
One of us has a wee crush on Mike Schur. And Ween.
Our guy Joel Dahmen kept his card. By the skin of his teeth.
As God is my witness, a late Thanksgiving meant the last post of the first 11 months was a classic.
And that's all we wrote, friends. A rollicking good year full of joy, whimsy, baseball, tunes, and laughter, with a soupçon of agitated ranting and melancholy. I am, as always, biased, but I do believe we packed more quality into our 200 posts this year than usual. Maybe we're getting the hang of this blogging thing. In any case, love y'all. Here's to 200 more in 2025.
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18 comments:
Nicely compiled, my friend. It’s a real pleasure reflecting on the cream of a crop of 200 posts. Gheorghe remains the safest and funniest haven I know. Cheers.
Oh, and that last comment was Day 12.
Psyche!!
Slapdash Drunkenwager strikes again. 0 for 3 so far.
So many great posts. Good start to the new year.
end to the old one, but thanks.
It seems to me that the effort required to compile this post might be greater than what's required to make a new post. Either way, well done.
i don't know about more effort, but definitely more time. it's a labor of love, tho.
Thoughts from the G:TB legal dept. on Smith report release and conclusions?
at first read, not much in there that'll surprise folks who've been paying attention. some interesting stuff about the special counsel's process. mostly, just reinforces the enraging idea that this hump should be in jail instead of the white house and that we live in stephen miller's wet dream of a banana republic.
Anyone else love coming to work in tuesday and finding their two month old router has shit the bed, and their IT guy is in Aruba? Yeah, me neither.
So, the Vikings. From rolling through teams and being a ridiculous 14-2 just two weeks ago to being bounced out with nary a whimper. What gives?
It also means Slapdash went 2-4 on the weekend. Better than some days, I guess.
i think i'm gonna get into sports and music. gonna need a distraction for the next four years.
We’ve already established that we are all forming a punk rock troupe. Pick an instrument.
blue whale, ukelele, backup vocals
I'll manage the cowbell
pour some out for the brilliantly deranged tony slattery
Aww, I love that guy. Hilarious. Went bad for him over time.
So the trip to Austin has resulted in a hell of a cold for your boy. Just coughing all over the house and super congested. Fun times. On the other side of the coin, maybe a chance to do the old honey/whiskey remedy.
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