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Nash finished with 17 points and 15 assists in 38 minutes, scoring six points in the final three minutes. The 36-year-old could be seen on television trying to slide his nose back into place during the game.
The absurdity of SI.com’s “Story Highlights” never ceases to amaze me. Joe Posnanski (as well as many of the other fine writers employed by the publication) is a columnist. People come to read his opinions, not three quick-hit facts they could find in about a million places.
Maybe that's because one works and one doesn't
“We really want this to be one newsroom, and it is part of the way there, not all of the way there,” Mr. Keller said. “There is still a digital rhythm and a print rhythm, and they don’t feel synchronized.”
But why are there so many time-lapse cameras in the desolate wastelands of Iceland?
The Tackle: Charlie Davies At A Crossroads →
Subtitled: Take it easy, Champ. Why don’t you sit this next one out, stop talking for a while.
Is anyone else shocked that Javy Vazquez has almost 2,300 strikeouts? Of all active Major League pitchers, he’s second behind only Jamie Moyer, who’s almost certainly still pitching because he’s vampire.
The Tackle: Reaction To The 30-man U.S. Roster →
“There was a moment during the semifinals of Euro 2008 when a lightning bolt knocked out the international television feed from the game and several hundred million people suddenly found themselves not watching soccer. Not watching soccer was, of course, in this case, something completely different from the run-of-the-mill not watching soccer that we all do every day. Germany and Turkey were tied 1-1 in the second half of a terrific game, and we—those millions—had been raptly following to see who would make the final. Everything was fine, and then, with no warning, static, confusion, and if you lived in the United States, a quick cut to an apologetic Rece Davis.
Not watching soccer, in other words, is something you do individually and unconsciously, while you’re waiting in traffic or buying a carton of milk; not watching soccer was something we all did together and were all utterly aware of. I remember thinking, after the signal went out and I’d jumped to feet in dismay, that some meaningful percentage of the population of the earth had jumped to its feet at the exact same moment I did. What had been me watching a game in my living room suddenly felt like a shared experience on a massive scale.
And that’s one thing the World Cup means to me, because whatever you make of the mysterious unifying power sport can exert simply by holding a lot of people’s attention at once, the World Cup is its full moon. In America, the touchstones for “where were you when” are the moon landing and the Kennedy assassination, but unimaginably more people saw the Zidane headbutt: an event whose significance is in fact largely confined to the fact that so many people watched it happen. That’s an amazing thing to think about, and it’s one reason why, for all the reasons it gives us to be cynical, the game can still create legends. It means something because it means something to everyone.
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Occasionally, the 14 year olds who were destroying Geoff and me on the Clinton Hill basketball courts would call me Steve Nash. I’ve never been prouder of being compared to an NBA all-star because I was white than I am tonight.
Is that anecdote enough to get me by the bouncer on the Suns’ bandwagon?
End To End: The Pre-Camp Edition →
V. interested to see where this goes
Hello from 48 Hour Magazine
Thanks for your patience these last few days. We hope it’s rewarded. So let’s get right to it.
The theme for our first issue is Hustle.
Hustle is where the quick-witted trickster meets the Protestant work ethic. It’s virtuous labor and the con artist’s graceful swindle. It praises the ratty and rough morality of making money, and the glory of giving it all you’ve got.
Hustle is the aging athlete who replaces ability with sweat equity. The reporter who beats the world to break a story. The entrepreneur living on credit cards and couches. It was also a popular folk dance in America at the end of the 2nd millennium.
Most hustles straddle the border between the legal and illicit: the grey market, the game, The Kennedys. The people clawing their way up or clambering down.
Hustle is Janus-faced, holding together meanings that want to fly apart. It still echoes its original 18th century usage, when it referred to “the act of shaking together” (usually dice in a game of chance). And that’s just what we’re doing now.
48 Hour Magazine bounces collective ingenuity against wild improbability, hoping for a hot roll. And yes, we also chose the theme because we’ve got two days to make a magazine that’s worth a damn and the only way that’s going to happen is with raw, ruthless hustle.
We want you to get right to the marrow of the word. Let’s do it.
CONTRIBUTOR’S GUIDELINES
We want submissions ranging from 140 characters to 4,000 words. We’re dying for strongly-reported narratives, design fictions, interviews, data visualizations, cartoons, family portraits, how to guides, maps, obscure histories, recipes, war reporting, photo-essays, blueprints, ships log’s, scientific papers, charticles, wood cuts, product reviews, and box scores. Photography, essays, flotsam and filth. Short stories. Even shorter poetry. We want unusual takes on our theme, and the most extreme examples of its obvious senses.
We want you to make it. We want to publish it first. We don’t want your rights. We strongly encourage you to submit work created during the submission period.
ON YOUR MARK! GET SET! GO!
Regards,
The Editors
48 Hour Magazine
This could pose some problems.
Two truths and a lie
The two best articles I’ve read about the Virginia lacrosse story (Katie Baker on Deadspin and this story on SB Nation), which use intelligence and experience to analyze the subtleties of the situation, and the worst (Andy Staples on SI.com), which reads like the writer’s never met a lacrosse player in his life and is diagnosing the entire situation with the DSM IV at his side.
"How can I explain it?" Rossi says. “The TV I watch, the websites I visit, the music I like — it’s all from America. But Italian soccer is what I grew up watching, and Italy is where I grew up as a player. Off the field, I have always felt American. On the field, I’ve always felt Italian.”
The Nevermind baby would work for Shepard Fairey. And, because he’s only 19, have a blog with vampires in the title.
Ironman 2, here I come
But if you’re a normal person who likes things and also enjoys a good superhero romp at the movies, go check this one out!
John Murray on Ciudad Juarez
This series is one of the best things on the Internet right now.
"No matter what cartels are destroyed in the current realignment of the industry, the drug trade will continue to exist. But perhaps there will eventually be an event or series of events that allows relative stability to reassert itself, bringing the appearance of an ‘end.’
The government’s role then is to look busy until that eventuality occurs.”
In announcing the Suns would wear their Spanish jerseys for Game 2 against the San Antonio Spurs — which falls on the Mexican holiday known as Cinco de Mayo — Suns owner Robert Sarver went out of his way to knock Arizona’s controversial immigration enforcement law known as Senate Bill 1070.