Saw this article about the RBC Center (home of YOUR NHL champion Carolina Hurricanes). The article, published just five days after the team brought Lord Stanley’s overgrown punchbowl to Raleigh, is titled, “RBC Center authority sees $15M-$25M in needs.” That’s right. You’ve had about 96 hours to celebrate, Raleigh. Now, we need more money. Read more…
Like a number of Carolina fans, I turned on ESPN last night to watch UNC take on Oregon State in the final game of the College World Series. And like probably 98% of the same fans, I was watching only my second or third game of the season. See, we’re a basketball school, first and foremost. Then, when it’s convenient or when the team isn’t god-awful, a football program. We moonlight at soccer. We vacation with baseball.
Like millions of other parents around the US, this weekend I trundled off with my kid to see the new Pixar/Disney movie, Cars. About 15 minutes into it, I started to think, I’ve seen this before. Read more…
As I mentioned in a post last week, I’m a sucker for the World Cup. I don’t watch much college soccer or MLS games. I’ll occasionally peep at a first-tier European game if I get a chance. But in the last couple of days, I’ve been anchored on the couch, watching the world’s best attempt to win what appears to be the world’s ugliest trophy. Read more…
A few weeks back, I wrote an item about Samuel “Motherf*cking” Jackson’s upcoming movie Snakes on a Plane. The entry — my most-read attempt with the exception of the Thea Andrews “high beams” saga — noted that the movie looks to be a delightful piece of crap, but it is definitely not worthy of a Jackson’s talents.
Tomorrow, I attend the first game of the 2006 NHL finals. That’s right, Lord Stanley’s ostentatious silver monstrosity now goes through Raleigh. And Edmonton. At least one of those makes sense.
