In the best G:TB tradition, I've procrastinated substantially and found myself inextricably bound up in morass of actual work-related responsibilities. As a result, my intended topic this morning gets short shrift. Which is a shame, because it's an actual topic, as opposed to our usual filler. Herewith, a placeholder until the real thing comes tomorrow.Kris Belman's film, More Than a Game, opens in select theatres nationwide today. The documentary chronicles the high school basketball careers of five kids from Akron, OH, including one who would become the greatest player in the world. Call it instinct, call it timing, or use Belman's own description and call it dumb luck, the first-time filmmaker turned a 10-minute school project assignment into a meditation on friendship and fatherhood. Basketball's a useful metaphor in the movie, but it's a means to an end, both in the film and in the lives of the vividly drawn characters.
Real MTAG review to come later, but we've already tipped our hand. It's a must-see for G:TB's readership.
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chicago not getting the 2016 olympics is gonna be a big story, but i'm pretty happy to see it go somewhere else. we've had 4 winter and 4 summer games while latin america's never had a single one. give someone else a chance.
Agreed. And a (small) slice of humble pie for Prez Barry ain't a bad thing either.
And the unfortunate timing of his departure to Copenhagen to lobby for the Olympics while an inner city family deals with the brutal murder of a boy in Barry's backyard does not look very good for that Administration.
I said this on the Wheelhouse, but I was certain he wouldn't make such a prominent trip unless he already had a sense of the outcome. At least health care is proceeding without a hitch...
i think i'm going to make a movie for movie month. who else will?
I would love to see the games in Madrid. The sleepy city could use a major upgrade. I've seen the impact the Olympics has had in cities like Barcelona, Athens and, to a somewhat lesser extent, Salt Lake City. It's a massive upgrade to roads, infrastructure and development. Pretty astounding what goes into the preparation for a 2-week event.
Ever drink a bunch of bourbon? You know how the next day everything tastes and smells lke bourbon? That's where I'm at right now. I keep burping up Maker's. Not good times.
Did your lady quote Duck from Mad Men and tell you "I love the smell of liquor on your breath."
Didn't think so.
the whackjob right: yay! america lost. suck it, obama, you nazi.
the loony left: hey, he didn't really want to go, but all the other heads of state were there. also, sarah palin's a fucking lunatic. and what's with glenn beck?
the mostly middle: what the fuck is wrong with all you people?
I've been itching to write 4,000 words about how the Glenn Beck right and the Olbermann/Maddow left all need to go suck a bag of dicks... I should probably go do that.
hear, hear
Blame it on Rio!
book tickets now, boys. that'll be f, u, n, fun. and we can celebrate teejay's 40th birthday. old bastard.
This one of those weird things that's a big deal today and won't even cross our minds for at least 5 years. Five years is a long time. Geoff could easily have 14 kids by then if he continues at this rate.
Having kids one at a time seems inefficient...and dumb, frankly.
I'll be rich by 2016 so Brazilian hookers are on me at the Rio Olympics.
Also, not sure why I didn't notice this the first time Rob posted the pic and his newfound friends, but everybody is smiling except for Rob in said pic. Street cred steadily rising...
Geoff - Wait until the kids get older, start walking and cause some real damage to your house. The sleep deprivation fades into constant panic that your kid will choke to death on a beer bottle cap you left lying around somewhere.
Zoltan can comment on my life - I held him up as we were leaving for a Jets game b/c my kid grabbed a Costco-sized can of parmesan cheese out of the fridge and started shaking it all over the house like a priest with holy water. Our vacuum now smells like rotting cheese. Good times.
Yeah...with twin daughters the only thing I'm certain of is that I have no clue what I'm in for.
TR's kid is hilarious. You put food in his mouth and he makes a farting noise, spraying banana puree everywhere. Every single spoonful. Just like the old man, lil TR loves his farts. Apparently I wasn't supposed to laugh every time he did this because it encourages bad behavior. I laughed at the parmesan cheese incident (and The String Cheese Incident, wankers) but mostly to myself, the TRs didn't think it was funny.
One of my sisters kids has taken to drawing all over her arms and saying things like, "Now I look like Uncle Mark!".
Not surprisingly, this does not make my sister happy. I'm really hoping I can turn one of her kids into a Gator and one into a tattoo fiend. If its the same kid, even better.
the photonegative of that story is this: my kids think whitney's tattoos are so ridiculous that it's turned them off on the idea.
but my dad, sister, and i are contemplating getting some ink together, so that may change the dynamic.
Wait until your kids meet me, Rob.
wait until you see whitney's tattoos
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