Wednesday (flooding?) edition: Wha’ Happened?
Posted on March 19th, 2008 – 9:12 AMBy Michael Rand
We’re bracing for the worst — and the worst has already happened once. The RandBall Better Half tells us there is major flooding in St. Louis right now, which is where we’re heading in, oh, about two hours. Regular readers know that we have already once bravely fought the watery elements on a work-related trip; let’s not make it twice. Clear it up, folks. We don’t want to wade this early in the week.
Sporting-wise: Sweet mercy, we were over at the St. Paul Como Park vs. St. Paul Johnson boys’ basketball section final last night, and we have to say it was not only one of the more lively events we’ve been to in a while, but it was also one of the best exhibitions of sportsmanship we can remember at that level in such a meaningful game. Players hugged and clapped for each other after Como Park’s 72-61 victory, even though Johnson — the No. 1 seed which had defeated Como Park twice during the regular season — was surely smarting from the loss. Fans clapped for both sides as they took their first and second place trophies. It was great to see.
This day might be a bit disjointed because of travel, but we would be remiss if we didn’t at least give you the Fasola-link! Stu’s Hunt Down is (hopefully) coming up next. We’re planning on doing some blogging from the NCAA wrestling once it starts tomorrow as well; Mr. Marthaler, meanwhile, should be helping out with some NCAA hoops posting. It’s going to be festive. It might be rain-soaked. Hey, that might be a new T-shirt slogan.
11 Responses to "Wednesday (flooding?) edition: Wha’ Happened?"
It’s going to be festive. It might be rain-soaked
Slogan for the new Twins stadium?
Who is a proud Como Park graduate?
Holla!
It was mighty gracious of Rand to not point out what some pundits are already calling the Massacre in Mankato:
Granada-Huntley-East Chain 75, Buffalo Lake-Hector 45
The plucky Mustangs were simply overwhelmed by the lanky manchildren of GHEC. I salute my alma mater’s historic run and wish them well in their future endeavors.
My brother described this game as one of the best he’d seen:
I don’t know if you’re much of a fisherman, but I was told this picture shows that after there is a major flood, the fishing is pretty good…
http://bradley.chattablogs.com/Bush%20Vacation%20in%20New%20Orleans%20Photo.jpg
George Orwell described the aforementioned GHEC/BLH debacle as, “If you want a vision of the game, imagine a high top stamping on some farm kid from Hector’s face - forever.”
RIP, Kinchloe. No Hogan, no Kinch = no “Hogan’s Heroes” reunion movie.
Which might be a blessing.
One of my five greatest brushes with fame was introducing Robert “LeBeau” Clary to a school assembly (he’s a Holocaust survivor).
Stu - come on, this is high school athletics. You’re supposed to roundly condemn their performance, and suggest that their failure means that they will also fail in life.
The Massacre in Mankato is reminiscent of the Slaughter in Stearns County (which happens daily)
Matt: in a better world, Bob Hogan would be filming Ivan Dixon having sex.
Jon: I’m sure if they make this an annual attempt, as opposed to a once-in-a-generation thing, that it will descend into such madness. As is, it sounds like it was your typical smalltown, happy-to-be-here thing. They even had the fire trucks out on the highway to send them off (sadly, the Buffalo Lake Nursing Home burned to the ground in the interim).
S.U. Perrookie: I’m pretty sure that’s a drink special every Thursday night at the Red Carpet.
s/b Bob Crane, dammit.
