I was working on the (very tardy) headlines this evening when a Sun Times entry caught my eye: PAT’s no irish tap dancer The folks at the Kiddie Paper, as my grandfather used to call them, aren’t really good at indicating what their articles are about via the headlines, so I opened it up to…
I decided to drag out a Mike Brey-ism for this one. I realize things both on this blog and on Rock’s House and Cartier Field have trended very negative, especially since the Syracuse debacle and everything that’s happened since. I’ve contributed to it, both here and there, and have decided to take a mini sabbatical…
Ever since the move to Conference Championship Games Brought to You By AllState Because You Could Die Tomorrow Just Like John David Stutts, it seems the college football schedule has crept later and later. The Pac10 and Big East, not saddled with a made-for-TV event, followed ESPN’s financial siren song and now consider the first…
Someone used that phrase on the boards today, and I resolved to add it to my lexicon. And it’s applicable now, because given the events and my writings of the last couple days, I want to make sure an important point doesn’t get lost here. I still want Charlie Weis to succeed. I have no…
Show what, I’m not at all sure. Nothing, it seems, has been what it seems for the last couple weeks. Charlie Weis was fired, and then he was not. Jack Swarbrick was meeting with him next Monday, then it became last Tuesday when both were jetting around four time zones on the left coast. A…