Alabama football wasn’t all that much to write home about during the 90s and 00s when I was learning the college football landscape (vacating Don Shula’s son’s smattering of wins is but only so interesting) and Auburn, outside of the ridiculous 2004 season where 5 ½ teams finished the season undefeated, might have even been a little worse, only being bowl-eligible three times from 1991 to 1999. But since Saint Saban arrived in Tuscaloosa in 2007 it has been a decidedly different story, with Alabama going for double digit wins every year since and locking up three national championships and Auburn, after limping on from the Tommy Tuberville era in 2008, having a more uneven time, but one punctuated with two national championship game appearances, coming away with one win and one loss. Oh, and in 2013 this happened:
On the podcast, we discussed a very important analysis of NFL, NBA, and MLB team names I did as a weird tangent of our ranking of the worst phobias for athletes to have. Turns out, with the Cardinals, Ravens, Seahawks, Falcons, and Eagles comprising 16 percent of the league, ornithophobes (people who are terrified of birds) would do much better attempting to ply their trades in the MLB (where avian teams account for 10 percent of the league) or even better, in the NBA (where it’s only seven percent– just the Hawks and Pelicans).
Obviously there is a spreadsheet attached to this, so here it is, in case you want to play around.
Click this link: Sports team nicknames
The video for The Outfield’s “Your Love”, off 1985’s “Play Deep”, is a little extra, as the kids say. From the blind, trench coated keyboardist being led around by his shoulder, to the twin blonde-mulleted guitarists, to the finger painting woman inexplicably using a music video set as a studio space, to the rather unfortunate looking lead singer with the Lawrence Taylor dangling cross earring– playing that second most 80s of musical instruments (behind the keytar), the headless bass– “Your Love” is high 80s pop art. It is also a prescient piece of futurism.
Consider first that it’s a music video…of a music video! They may not have known it at the time, but these were the crude first proto-hipster attempts at being winkingly meta while shoving everything up its own ass. Then pay special attention to around the 1:40 mark, when one of the blonde mullets walks over to the finger painting girl–mid guitar solo, mind you– just to see what she’s up to. “Oh me? Just finger paintin’.” He winks at her in a way that we’d now call mildly rapey but at the time was probably considered fucking radical. She doesn’t like his attention though… until she does, transitioning fluidly from shaking her head in disapproval to giggling with a coy smile.
The Outfield predicted not only hipsters, but the MRA movement.
HOW DID THEY KNOW?
All this for a song about some guy trying to go to pound town with some girl while his girlfriend is on vacation.
Amid the cant and spit of the midterms last tuesday, the Boston Bruins and the Carolina Panthers got together to play a little hockey. And while the Bruins ended up losing 2-1, in a larger sense they won– in life, that is. Eight year old Liam Fitzgerald, a little boy with Down syndrome who has also survived pediatric cancer, was sitting beside the tunnel from the ice to the locker room as the Bruins were wrapping up their pre-game warm up. Clad head to toe in yellow and black (those elbow patches! that hat!) Liam took the opportunity to give dap to the players as they headed off the ice. The result was the climax of a Lifetime movie:
The Bruins players have rightly been on the receiving end of the collective rainbow vomiting of the internet– Katie Nolan went so far as to say Fist Bump Kid is making the fist bump cool again. Aside from that video of a piglet jumping through the grass, this may wind up the cutest video of 2014. Keep it up, Fist Bump Kid!