Emperor’s Choice was victorious in the £100,000 Welsh Grand National last Saturday, the 2nd time a Venetia Williams trained horse has won the 120 year old race. Arnie Kaplan, owner of 8th place finisher Amigo, tells the Racing Post’s Lewis Porteous that he’s had enough with the mob scenes at Chepstow, moaning, “tou couldn’t put your hanky to your mouth to sneeze.”
Kaplan was, in his words, confronted with “rude car park staff, a 40-minute queue at the owners’ and trainers’ entrance and overcrowding inside the track”.
Kaplan, 63, added: “It was a shocker. It was an enormous crowd and they didn’t seem able to cope. As far as owners are concerned, the queue from midday took 40 minutes; you were better off walking down to the turnstile and paying. There was one guy with a runner in the first who never made it in to see the race, which is awful.
“There were two lovely chaps on the owners’ and trainers’ stand but they had just one list and only one person could do the job. It was an absolute farce, I’m surprised there wasn’t a riot.”
“There were queues to get drinks, food you never saw at all, and only one table on the end for tea and coffee covered in dirty mugs and serviettes. When you looked around the whole course there were queues for everything. There’s no question they need to cap the capacity and have more facilities available.”
Monday’s Guardian reports that Paris Saint-Germain striker Zlatan Ibrahimovic marked the holiday season by shooting a moose. And not the one depicted in the advertisement above.
Ibramimovic is enjoying his mid-season break in his homeland but the Swedish newspaper Expressen ran a story on its front page over the weekend claiming the 33-year-old had killed the 500kg animal “with one shot through its heart”.
His actions clearly impressed Bo Skold, the general secretary of the Swedish Association for Hunting, who admitted he had never shot an animal of similar size. However, Camilla Björkbom, of Sweden’s Animal Rights’ Union was not so glowing in her praise.
“It is problematic,” she told Expressen. “It is always problematic when famous people do things like that, because then it looks like they support this type of activities.”
Of Blackpool chairman Karl Oyston’s recent contentious Twitter correspondence with Seasiders fan Steve Smith, the Daily Mail’s Patrick Collins opines the former’s “departure will not come a moment too soon”.
‘Are you sure we’ve met?’ asks Oyston. ‘I would have remembered such a massive retard.’ He calls him ‘an intellectual cripple’ and tells him to ‘enjoy the rest of your special needs day out’.
He adds: ‘Stop texting f******, you shouldn’t have ever started as you are one tiresome f***** that should spot trains not watch football. Get a life and consider yourself banned from the stadium.’
There is more in similar vein, but you get the drift.
Oyston’s reaction to the publication of the texts was entirely predictable. He made a self-serving apology — ‘I regret stooping to the level of those threatening and abusing my family’ — and he announced he would be making a donation to Blackpool’s Community Trust, which works with organisations supporting disabled people. Money solves everything, you see; fill a few pockets and people forget.
I fancy the Oyston’s know that the game is up, that they have known it since Tuesday evening, when their shirt sponsors Wonga said of Karl’s texts: ‘The comments were unacceptable, something we’ll be making clear to the club.’
A lecture on morality from a legalised loan shark, there can be no more humiliating chastisement.
With the No. 1 pick in the 2015 NFL Draft hanging in the balance, the Tampa Bay Buccaneers managed to pry victory from the jaws of defeat Sunday, blowing a 13 point, 4th quarter lead at home to New Orleans. QB Josh McCown insists the Bucs were playing to win, and in his defense — obvious substitutions aside — how can anyone tell?
After taking their lead from NBA and collegiate players donning “I Can’t Breathe” shirts during recent pregame warmups, the boys and girls basketball teams of Mendocino High School (CA) have been disinvited from a holiday tournament in Fort Bragg, CA, with a Monday contest versus Capuchnio (San Bruno) cancelled. From the Nation’s Dave Zirin :
Fort Bragg high school (an institution with a black population of 1%) told Mendocino that they would not be allowed to play unless every player on the boy’s team and girls team refused to wear the shirts. The boys team was reinstated after every player but one agreed to this condition. That one very brave holdout is staying at home. As for the girl’s team, only a couple said that they would even consider not wearing the shirts with almost the entire team standing strong. They will not be fielding a team.
Principal Rebecca Walker (above) of Fort Bragg issued a written statement on Friday explaining their position where she said, “To protect the safety and well-being of all tournament participants it is necessary to ensure that all political statements and or protests are kept away from this tournament… We are a small school district that simply does not have the resources to ensure the safety and well-being of our staff, students and guests at the tournament should someone get upset and choose to act out.”
Keep in mind that up until now, there have been no reported incidents before any game, high school college or professional, in response to the players wearing the shirts.
I’ve noticed with no small fascination that the recent trend of cruises-with-iconic-bands (Kiss, Weezer, the Black Lips, Jack Russell’s Great White) has now extended to rail travel (there’s an LA to Seattle train journey featuring Robyn Hitchcock, John Doe and Exene).
While not begrudging anyone the right to spend their vacation dollars as they see fit, these packages are awfully expensive for the average music fan and with that in mind, i’ve put on my entrepreneurial helmet for the following alternatives for the budget conscious :
1) RIDE THE MEGABUS TO HOOGIE BOOGIE LAND – $75
Complete’s Curt Low will be your host on an Austin-to-Dallas bus trip that will provide musical memories to last a lifetime.
2) OUTSIDE OF TIME / INSIDE THE “F” TRAIN – $30
the one and only cosmic interceptor VON LMO* will delight you and a crowded (?) subway car traveling from Midtown Manhattan to historic Coney Island. Special hologram appearance by Stephon Marbury.
3) LOADING OUT, HEAVY LYFTING WITH AIR TRAFFIC CONTROLLERS – (price negotiable)
Travel from such rock landmarks as Red River between 7th & 8th or perhaps 12th and Chicon to an undisclosed location in South Austin, but not before being allowed to carry heavy equipment used to entertain a select audience mere hours earlier. It’s a rare glimpse behind the curtain that may or may not afford you a long soliloquy about the merits of the night’s other performers. (RIDE HOME NOT INCLUDED)
TRAPPED IN A SUBMARINE WITH MAC DEMARCO (cancelled – turned out to be quite expensive, liability issues up the kazoo, etc.)
Of his reluctance to make his presence felt after teammate Quincy Acey followed a hard foul on Washington’s John Wall with a (missed) punch, Knicks SF Carmelo Anthony explained, “I wasn’t going to allow myself to run up to a group of people in the circle and now something happens to me, now I’ve got to worry about what I might do or what I’m capable of doing.”
No one can say this isn’t the wise old voice of experience.
Editor’s Note : the following item originally ran December 11, 2011)
Despite what Texas Gov. Rick Perry has described as a “war on religion”, this particular Christmas card was available on eBay up until early this afternoon. Though I’m a firm believer everyone should be allowed to worship freely (so long as they don’t block my driveway on Sunday mornings), even an atheist like myself is slightly unnerved that an (alleged) savior’s birth bears any comparison to a 4th quarter comeback
by a guy who can’t even throw properly.
(Editor’s note : the following item originally ran December 15, 2009)
Awful Announcing found the above Xmas ornament via the Boston Herald earlier today, and it is very safe to say Sportress Of Blogitude‘s Weed Against Speed isn’t going to shell out $16.50 to hang one on the S.O.B. tree.
You have got to be shitting me. Who in their right mind would want one of these? Better yet, who would be willing to humiliate themselves and walk into a Hallmark or Kohl’s store and purchase one of them? I don’t care if for some reason or another you find yourself with a half-witted, mouth-breathing, ham-fisted mongoloid on your holiday shopping list that would actually want one of these abominations, don’t go and buy one. This will not stand. This affront to Christmas will not stand, man.
I’m a bit less offended, but do hope at the very least, Vince Doria’s family got a few of these for free, what with his likeness being used.
Just shy of a tenth anniversary, venerable New York Yankees blog NoMaas is pulling the plug for a number of (understandable) reasons, however it’s the following passage from Sensei John Kreese’s farewell address that should thoroughly provoke the ire of Randy L. (whenever he emerges from vacation, anyway) :
We must be honest and tell you that the Hal Steinbrenner Regime has significantly dampened our enthusiasm and passion for this storied club, making it harder to put our heart into the site. From turning Yankee Stadium into a Ritz-Carlton that caters to the wealthy like a Federal Reserve governor; putting revenues into his pocket as opposed to the team (Yankees spend much less per % of revenue than many other teams); propagandizing to the fanbase by saying his team is “championship-caliber” when it clearly isn’t; allowing the same decision-makers to plunge the team further into mediocrity (it’s a good ol’ boy network); and commercializing EVERYTHING.
And speaking of Hal, that brings us to Brian Cashman. He has been a longtime friend of the site and we have lauded him for his embrace of quantitative analysis, his commitment to more efficient spending, his public rebuke of abominable contracts, and stressing the importance of youth development. For years, he seemed to be the sole voice of sanity in a zoo of a front office.
However, his demeanor has changed over the last few seasons. Some of the philosophies he once advocated for have been minimized, particularly when it comes to youth development and sabermetric analysis. He has become a company man and an apologist for ownership’s atrocious baseball decisions. He has repeatedly refused to take advantage of the few tradable assets the team has had, hitting a nadir with the Robinson Cano fiasco. He has also failed to hold accountable the people who have turned out more busted prospects than a wholesale pimp.
A recent American Express commercial features a number of NBA stars describing their best & worst Christmas presents, with Cavs C Kevin Love explaining an uncle on his father’s side once gave him a stapler. After considering this might be a rather cheap/shitty gift for a child, Ball Don’t Lie’s Kelly Dwyer puts on his genealogy helmet :
A quick bit of internet research reveals that Kevin’s father, former NBA and ABA forward and all-around mensch Stan Love (who spent a chunk of his post-playing career trying to protect his cousin Brian Wilson from assorted hangers-on), only has one brother.
That brother’s name is Mike Love, whom you might know as the guy in the hat from the Beach Boys.
This seems perfectly in line with something that Mike Love – who rightfully fought for and won significant songwriting royalties on endless Beach Boys hits during Kevin Love’s youth – would do.
24 annual 25 hour Xmas Marathon is in progress on WPRB. Christmas story participants this year include but are not limited to Doug Gillard, Staring At Motorists, Bambi Kino, Mike Pace (ex-Oxford Collapse), and well, there’s a couple dozen more but you’ll just have to tune in.
Broadcast live streaming video on Ustream
ESPN hoops analyst Doris Burke was interviewed Wednesday by the Louisville Courier-Journal’s Adam Himmelsbach, and amongst the topics covered (her collegiate playing career, treatment of female journalists, Greg Popovich’s brusque replies) is a January 30 on-camera exchange with Kevin Durant in which Burke was thought to be mocking KD’s faith :
That game I covered for Heather Cox, who has two young kids and had something that night and basically asked if I could replace her. It was a hectic day. To preface it, the year before in the NBA finals, I’d interviewed Danny Green after his big game, and he kept thanking God and then would answer the question. And that summer I got 10 photocopies from an anonymous man with anti-God, anti-religion sentiment. It was kind of a weird thing, but whatever.
Durant’s sort of caught me off guard, because usually when someone acknowledges God they then move on to the question I asked. Looking back, I regret being sort of caught off-guard, because I didn’t mean to in any way belittle his beliefs as a Christian. But I was unaware of the furor until the next day when I got off a plane in Louisville and there were messages from my bosses and ESPN PR saying we may need to think about addressing this.
Was it addressed?
There was an Oklahoma City columnist who basically ripped me pretty good. I basically said, ‘Listen, I’m a Christian. I’m in no way, shape or form trying to belittle Kevin Durant’s beliefs. He surprised me a little bit with his humility, frankly, and for not taking any credit for his play.
With former Mets OF Darryl Strawberry still owing the Internal Revenue Service unpaid taxes from 1989, 1990, 2003 and 2003, the latter will auction off the former’s remaining annuity from the deferred compensation o
above : some of last year’s enthusiastic attendees. I can’t even begin to imagine how horrible it must if you’re errands in midtown Manhattan and you have to negotiate sidewalks packed with Diet Coke-guzzling individuals like those portrayed.
PF Royce White was the 16th overall pick in the 2012 NBA Draft but repeated disputes over how best to handle his generalized anxiety disorder meant he never played a minute for the Houston Rockets (and eventually took the floor a handful of times for Sacramento before being waived at the end of last season). Writing for Medium.com, White insists, “our culture inspires and subsequently neglects serious mental illness in too many of its citizens.” And some of those citizens might well be wearing police uniforms.
As a conscientious citizen of this great nation, I have sympathy for our police. Their job is dangerous and often thankless, and many of them are overworked and underpaid in relation to the vital function they serve in our communities. Officers like Darren Wilson are humans; susceptible to the same stresses, fears, and other mental issues as any of us. Given the combination of their fallibility and the dangers of their jobs, it’s unfathomable that we still lack universal policies on psychological evaluations for police officers. It says something frightening about our culture that we’d rather increase the scope and sophistication of police weaponry than take steps that ensure the health of both police and those they serve.
These choices have dire consequences. It is obvious that some of our police officers now view themselves as soldiers rather than peacekeepers?—?a grave consequence of the increasing militarization of the police. The danger of this view?—?one that transforms communities into combat zones and engenders in police a sense of at-all-cost self-preservation rather than de-escalation?—?is that there’s an ever-increasing breakdown in trust and communication between police and citizens. Both sides have become inhuman in the eyes of the other, and no productive, progressive dialogue can exist within such a dynamic.
Just imagine how many more rings Rondo would’ve won in green had he learned to be more respectful of hardworking guys like Dan?
On the basis of such small sample size, I am not comfortable declaring Darko Milicic to be utterly hopeless at what Lloyd Dobler called “the sport of the future”. I’m not quite sure I’m buying Darko’s insistence that he’s “invicible”, either, however.
All of that said, was it really necessary for Larry Brown to email this video to hundred of people this morning…without using blind carbon copy?
On Monday’s broadcast of “Ellen”, cancer-stricken Phillies fan Julie Kramer was greeted with a surprise appearance by Philadelphia 2B Chase Utley, a gesture that struck Talk Radio 12120 morning host Chris Stigall as high comedy. The following comes courtesy of Philly.com’s Rob Tornoe :
“You know Chase Utley’s not going to be around to take the cancer patient to the games. It’s a nice invite, but he won’t even be there.”
If that wasn’t bad enough, Stigall then decided to mock Kramer, pointing out the 23-year-old Tabernacle resident battling stage 4 synovial sarcoma might not survive through 162 games:
“Plus, it’s probably terminal what that woman has. You think she’s going to live through an entire season?”
During Wednesday’s show, Stigall issued an awkward apology for his comments, claiming simultaneously the comments he made were beneath him while also blaming “people who wish to do me harm professionally” for taking his words out of context.
“I know my heart and intent was something very different than my words, but that doesn’t matter. It is my prayer that Mrs. Kramer was successful in her battle,” Stigall said. “And my thoughtless attempt at a joke about our show conveyed a sentiment that came off as much different. And for that, I am sincerely sorry.”
Of Marlins outfielder Giancarlo Stanton’s recent 10 year, $325 million contract extension, Pittsburgh president Frank Coonelly told Trib Live’s Rob Biertempfel that Florida aren’t sweating the details (“they thought it was a great deal,’ Coonelly said. ‘I just couldn’t get my head around the $325 million. They said to me, ‘You don’t understand. (Stanton) has an out clause after six years. Those first six years are only going to cost $107 million. After that, he’ll leave and play for somebody else. So, it’s not really $325 million.’”). 10 year MLB veteran CJ Nitkowski, writing for his Fox-hosted Just A Bit Outside blog, expresses outrage that Coonelly would “completely sell out” such upstanding citizens as Jeffrey Loria and David Samson (links swiped from Baseball Think Factory).
Baseball executives, coaches, players, etc., are always talking. They share ideas, thoughts and opinions and discuss the state of the game in every facet. There is an assumption of trust made among those in the inner circle in these conversations, a trust that is expected to never be betrayed publicly. Somebody apparently forgot to tell Coonelly.
I asked an executive with another club if I was reading too much into this and what he thought about Coonelly’s comments. He told me, “They were not professional and show an integrity flaw.”
The short-fuse of recently canned Nebraska head coach Bo Pelini has already been noted in this space and there’s already at least one audiotape in which the highly paid educator says of Cornhusker fans, “our crowd…what a bunch of fucking fair-weather fucking—they can all kiss my ass out the fucking door. ‘Cause the day is fucking coming now. We’ll see what they can do when I’m fucking gone. I’m so fucking pissed off.” On Wednesday, Pelini’s old sparring partners at the Omaha World-Herald celebrated his appointment as Youngstown State’s new head coach by revealing the transcript of a meeting with Nebraska players two days after his firing ; the World-Herald’s Dirk Chatelain provides the highights :
Pelini met with players on Dec. 2 at Lincoln North Star High School. In a 30-minute meeting, he provided a window into the strained — almost non-existent — relationship between his former boss and him.
“A guy like (Athletic Director Shawn Eichorst), who has no integrity, he doesn’t even understand what a core value is,” Pelini told players. “He hasn’t understood it from the day he got here. I saw it when I first met with the guy.
“To have core values means you have to be about something, you have to represent something that is important to you. He’s a f—— lawyer who makes policies. That’s all he’s done since he’s been here: hire people and make policies to cover his own ass.”
“I didn’t really have any relationship with the A.D.,” Pelini said. “The guy, you guys saw him (Sunday), the guy is a total p—-. I mean, he is. He’s a total c—.”
“I said to (assistant coach Rick Kaczenski) at one point, I said, ‘man, this is killing me.’ I said, ‘I don’t want to die doing this job.’ I meant it. I was like, ‘I don’t want to have a heart attack doing this job.’”
(the following story reminds of time Mike Gminski suggested he was bigger than Christ)
Former Philly G Evan Turner currently plies his trade for the Boston Celtics, and upon returning to the Wells Fargo Center for the first time since last season’s trade to Indiana, he received a harsh reception from his former acolytes. Once the contest started, anyway, as the following quotes collected by CSN NE.coms A. Sherrod Blakely illustrate :
“Before the game I signed like 100,000 autographs, I’m kissing babies and what not and all that stuff,” quipped Turner. “I’m getting my hand kissed by people; I got little girls come up to me fainting.”
“Once the game started, it was like, ‘what the hell is going on?’” Turner said. “I was like, ‘this is weird. Did they take all the good people out?”
Turner added, “I don’t worry about it anymore. I don’t want to sound super weird, but Jesus was hated too. At the end of the day, I just worry about the stuff that’s important. If it makes you happy to boo me, go ahead. I’m still happy. I put all that stuff behind me.”
The expression “mic drop” is equal parts overused/played out. But Andrew Hawkins just dropped some knowledge (hey, how’s that for played out?) on the Cleveland police union and anyone who’d prefer athletes merely entertain, stick-to-sports, etc.
Earlier this month, an item in this space highlighted MSG security’s harsh treatment of a Brooklyn Nets and his forcible ejection from a Nets/Knicks game at the World’s Most Dysfunctional Arena.
Less than two weeks later, the fan in question, Jeffrey Vanchiro aka Jeffrey Gamblero, has died after falling from a two-story window at his father’s Brooklyn apartment.
Here’s how the New York Post chose to mark Vanchiro’s passing (image culled from Nets Daily) :
A panel of exactly one person was convened to compile the lists shown below ; perhaps CSTB’s former contributors have some opinions on these matters, but frankly, they can all go piss off (until I need their help with something, anyway). Perhaps one of the national outlets they’re writing for is eager to publish an essay about some brutally dull festival gig or a reunion of a band that was downright rotten a full half decade before they broke up the first time.
As in past years, projects from labels that either pay the CSTB bandwidth bill or soak up all of CSTB’s ad revenue are ineligble. A version of this list was previously published elsewhere. If you’re seeing it for the second time today, congratulations on being well read – GC
Sleaford Mods – Divide & Exit (Harbinger Sounds)
Mordecai – Neil’s Generator (Richie)
Califone – Stitches (Dead Oceans)
Ultimate Painting – s/t (Trouble In Mind)
Rat Columns – Leaf (RIP Society)
Watery Love – Decorative Feeding (In The Red)
Mark Kozelek – Live At Biko (Calo Verde)
Musk – s/t (Holy Mountain)
Swans – To Be Kind (Young God)
Golden Pelicans – s/t (Total Punk)
Chris Forsyth & The Solar Motel Band – Intensity Ghost (No Quarter)
Good Throb – Fuck Off (White Denim)
Centro-matic – Take Pride In Your Long Odds (Navigational Transmissions)
Manateees – Sit n Spin (Pelican Pow Wow)
Spray Paint – Clean Blood, Regular Acid (Monofonus Press)
Exhaustion – Biker (Aarght)
OBN III’s- Third Time To Harm (Tic Tac Totally)
Low Life – Dogging (RIP Society)
Degreaser – Rougher Squalor (ever/never)
Wussy – Attica (Shake It)
John Schooley & His One Man Band – The Man Who Rode The Mule Around The World (Voodoo Rhythm)
Dark Blue – Pure Reality (Jade Tree)
Protomarytr – Under Color Of Official Light (Hardly Art)
Ausmuteants – Order Of Operation (Goner)
Kid Millions / Jim Sauter – Fountain (Family Vineyard)
Real Kids – Shake Outta Control (Ace Of Hearts)
Shellac – Dude Incredible (Touch & Go)
Institute – Salt – (Sacred Bones)
Nazi Gold – Climbing The Tower (Super Secret)
Uniform – s/t (Beggar’s Tomb)
Gary Wrong Group – Floods Of Fire (Jeth Row/Bat Shit)
Outer Spaces – Garbage Beach (Salinas)
Mystic Inane – “Deep Creep” (Negative Jazz)
Breakout – “True Crime” (Grave Mistake)
Deaf Wish – St. Vincent’s EP (Sub/Pop)
Hysterics – “Can’t I Live” EP (M’Ladys)
Sick Thoughts – “Moral Sickness” (Blast Of Silence)
Sick Thoughts – “Coming Over” (Going Underground)
Sick Thoughts – “I Got Hands” b/w “I’m Tired Of You” (Hidden Volume)
Total Abuse – “Looking For Love” (Deranged)
Lumpy & The Dumpers – “Gnats In The Pisser” (Total Punk)
reissues / archival pile :
Owen Maercks – Teenage Sex Therapist (Feeding Tube)
Flesh Eaters – A Minute To Pray, A Second To Die (Superior Viaduct)
The Sluts – 12″ Of Sluts (Spread ‘Em/Jeth Row/Race)
Bedhead – 1992-1998 (Numero)
Madrigal – s/t (Lysergia)
Jack Ruby – LP1 /Volume Two (Feeding Tube)
Medival – One Morbid (Buried By Time & Dust)
Shoes This High – Straight To Hell (Siltbreeze)
Deaf Wish – St. Vincent’s @ The Hi-Tone Cafe, Memphis (Sept 27, 2014) from vitreous on Vimeo.
Deaf Wish, Hi Tone, Memphis, Mohawk, Austin September
Counter Intuits, Now That’s Class, Cleveland, May
Swans, Lincoln Hall, Chicago, July
Wreckmeister Harmonies, Elysium, Austin, November
Midnight, Dirty Dog, Austin, August
Wreckless Eric, Hole In The Wall, Austin, October
Tom Carter, Salvage Vanguard Theatre, Austin, November
Radioactivity, Beerland, Austin, March, Hi Tone, Memphis, September
Mordecai, Now That’s Class, Cleveland, May
Life Stinks, Murphy’s, Memphis TN, Septmber
The Clean, Ace Of Cups, Columbus, July
eyehategod, North Door, Austin, November
Godflesh, Mohawk, Austin, April
Califone, someone’s house, Austin, April
Kraftwerk, Riveria Theatre, Chicago, March
The Rebel, Beerland Austin, March, Hotel Vegas, Austin, September
No Bails, Hotel Vegas, Austin, June
Devo, ACL LIve, July
Civil Union, The Grand, Austin, July