First of all, isn’t it wonderful that the Redskins didn’t get the chance to lose this week?

Second of all, Michael Lewis (celebrated author of Moneyball and a new book about the rise of the left tackle) had a great piece in the Times Magazine yesterday. It’s a week-in-the-life piece chronicling the travails of Bill Parcells, head coach/tyrant of the Dallas Cowboys (who, incidentally, took complete control of their game last night to stomp the Carolina Panthers). What’s interesting about this piece is not just the depth and access of it–Lewis gets to see and describe the minutia of Parcells’s scouting and game-planning and even his personal life–but the immediacy of it. More typically, these kinds of pieces come out after the season is over, once the information within them can no longer hurt those who gave the writer the behind-the-scenes access necessary. And Parcells is notoriously reticent to share even the most basic and innocuous info with the press. So to read paragraphs like the one quoted below mere weeks after the event really surprised me–Parcells must be feeling a lot of pressure to justify his salary to risk being maligned in the middle of the regular season (or maybe it’s all part of an elaborate plot to motivate his team–I wouldn’t put that past him, either). Either way, it’s a great read, even for a Redskins fan. Enjoy:

Now, as he conspicuously pretends not to notice his $2.5 million kicker shanking 30-yard field goal attempts in practice, Parcells wonders if he’s witnessing another one of those inexplicable and total collapses of nerves. (“And don’t tell me that it can’t happen with kickers,” he says.) He doesn’t talk to Vanderjagt, and Vanderjagt doesn’t talk to him: all this drama and anxiety occur without a word of direct, verbal communication. “But,” Parcells says, “even when he doesn’t think I’m watching him, I’m watching him.” Standing on the sideline, staring at his first-team offense as it scores yet another touchdown against the scrubs, the coach who is in the business of collecting information listens to a report from Tony Romo, the backup quarterback and the one who holds the ball for the place kicker. Romo tells him that Vanderjagt is finally hitting the ball squarely. “Yeah,” Parcells says. “In practice.”

I harbor strong antipathy for Bill Parcells, and so far his work with the Cowboys has been emphatically up-and-down, but this profile does a remarkable job of describing how unlikeable and annoying he is while somehow making it all a little bit admirable (and more than a little bit sad). Sports writing is undergoing a surprising renaissance lately, with a lot of smart people (all men, regrettably) bringing their intelligence and creativity to bear on a diversion that is as pointless as it is transcendent. It’s pretty awesome.

 
  • Lost: Getting better. Of course, after two more episodes they’re going to be off the air for a few months. But it’s nice that they’re answering some questions, and this is the best-looking show on the air.
  • Friday Night Lights: Worth watching even though most of the characters are jerks. Not super cheerful, though.
  • Top Chef: Totally excellent. This show is great. But why wasn’t anyone involved in the show annoyed at Marissa for selling Otto out? She’s a total Omarosa, I’m telling you. But it’s probably good that Otto left–he was quickly becoming as emotional and spastic in the kitchen as Dave was last season. Plus, what he did was incomprehensibly stupid and he deserved to get kicked off for it–so he did the right thing by volunteering to bow out of the competition. Anyway. Great show. I will almost certainly be writing a lot more about it as the season continues.
  • Heroes: Well made but ridiculous. If you’re going to cheat in a casino, don’t do it by switching cards with a guy across the table from you and using the cards he’s already seen in his own hand to beat him. That example is from last week because I haven’t watched this week’s episode yet. Anyway, I guess I’ll keep watching–but I’m just looking for a reason to drop it (see The Nine, below).
  • 30 Rock: Alec Baldwin is very funny. The show is not, at least not so far. It’s got two more weeks to improve.
  • 20 Good Years: Awful. George Bluth has fallen very far. Hackneyed jokes and uninteresting/unrealistic plotlines (Daphne from Frasier is a cool punkrock club owner and finds both guys attractive after 5 minutes of dumb dialogue in her club?) don’t make for compelling television. And high definition is not kind to either of the leads. No more DVR season pass for this one.
  • Studio 60: I will keep watching, just as I kept watching West Wing during the 3 or 4 years when it was just awful and stupid. And hopefully it will get better eventually, just as West Wing did in its last couple of years. But I’m not counting on it.
  • Grey’s Anatomy: Ugh. No more.
  • The Office: Still the funniest show on television. But the promos are abysmal. NBC feels the need to make the romantic plotlines the selling point for both The Office and Studio 60 when they are in fact peripheral to the plots of each episode. To be honest, I don’t care whether Jim and Pam ever get together, and more generally I don’t care about the romantic lives of these characters–except in that they make it funnier. How about you tell me what the episode will actually be about (the boss takes everyone to the circus and asks out a mime!, Creed secretly distills moonshine in the supplies closet!, they decide to do diversity training again because it was hilarious last time!, etc.). At any rate, I have nothing bad to say about the show itself, because it just keeps getting better and better.
  • 1 vs. 100: I don’t have much to add to Ken Jennings’s thoughts on the show. The rules are a mess and dilute the drama to the point that it’s hard to care at all about what’s happening. And the questions start out so easy that it’s not much fun to play along. It’s no Deal or No Deal, that’s for sure. But Sagat is willing to touch the contestants, which is a plus.
 

From Google’s official blog:

[P]lease . . . “search” on Yahoo or any other search engine.

Taken just slightly out of context.

 

And it is excellent. Download it here. If you’re worried about losing your stuff, be relieved by the info at this page:

Please note that installing Firefox 2 will overwrite your existing installation of Firefox. You won’t lose any of your bookmarks or browsing history, but some of your extensions and other add-ons might not work until updates for them are made available. Your copy of Firefox 2 will be automatically updated to the final release of Firefox 2 when it becomes available. [cont'd] When you install Firefox 2 all of your Extensions and Themes will be disabled until Firefox 2 determines that either a) they are compatible with the Firefox 2 release or b) there are newer versions available that are compatible.

So, to sum it up: go ahead and install it over your old version if you don’t want to reinstall everything manually. Or do what I did and install 2.0 in a new location on your hard drive, and just use Google Sync to keep your bookmarks updated. You did already have Google Sync installed, I hope?*

* Google Sync is a relatively simple way of keeping the same bookmarks on different computers. If you add/delete/change a bookmark on one browser, it’ll automatically be updated on all the other browsers you’ve installed Google Sync on. In addition, it can save all of your site cookies, passwords, and browsing history (you can pick all of these settings depending on your level of paranoia). Despite a few technological hiccups I give it two thumbs up.

 

The Detroit Tigers, who are competing in the World Series right now, have a pretty famous logo. It is, naturally, depicted on both their hats and their jerseys. But take a closer look–those logos are different! What’s up with that?

At first glance, the two logos appear almost identical. But once you take a closer look, the distinctions start jumping off the screen: The perimeter of the cap D is comprised of jagged, pointy strokes, while the outline of the jersey D is much rounder; the left side of the cap D has two vertical strokes, both of which are curved, with two horizontal spokes in between them, while the jersey D has three vertical strokes, two of which are straight, and no horizontal spokes; and the two horizontal prongs inside the center of the cap D are concave, while the prongs on the jersey D are convex. Identical twins? More like second cousins.

So why the inconsistency? “I’ve been asked that question before, and unfortunately I don’t have an answer for you,” says Sharon Arend, director of archives and historical documents for Ilitch Holdings, the Tigers’ owner. “As far as I can determine, the two D’s matched until the early ’60s, but then they split. I can’t explain it. It’s just one of those things that happened over the years. It’s very frustrating — I wish I could come up with the answer.”

It’s a complicated situation!

This entire post ripped off from ESPN’s Uni Watch column–there’s a lot of interesting information in there, both about the Detroit logo mess and about other World Series stuff (it’s only interesting if you find this minutia interesting, of course).

 
  • This octopus’s chameleonish camoflage is incredible. [Wohba!]
  • Tony Hawk has gone through the selling-out looking glass. He’s simultaneously promoting a) his video game; b) some brand’s skateboards; c) Jeep; d) Rolling Stone; e) his charity; f) some bands; g; McDonald’s; and h) probably a bunch of other corporate entities. But somehow it doesn’t offend me–I think it’s a combination of transparency (he’s not exactly shying away from admitting his many marketing obligations), credibility (he’s promoting brands that fit with the rest of his persona, or at least he’s done a great job of crafting a persona to fit those brands), tradition (Hawk’s been incorporating brand logos into his games for a decade) and avant-garde pastiche (at a certain point, the excess becomes a statement in its own right–other examples are the incredible collage of advertisements on soccer jerseys abroad and NASCAR vehicles here in America and the sheer overwhelming tastelessness of the Vegas strip). For whatever reason, Hawk’s massive and interpolated marketing campaigns just don’t set off my sell-out radar as much as they ought to. If you’re interested, the New York Times article I linked at the beginning of this rambling paragraph is a good read. [NY Times Technology page]
  • Jack Black’s anti-piracy PSA, produced as part of the run-up to the upcoming Tenacious D movie (which you can count on to be better than its horrible preview, but probably not so much better as to be actually good), is excellent. It does a great job of laying out the reasons why it’s so important to stop internet pirates before artists lose any motivation to create. Do your duty as a global citizen and watch it right away. [Boing Boing]
 

I’m off to DC again tonight to grovel for a job. I’m there til Saturday, then I’m off to the windy city for a day with my lovely family. Then it’s back to beantown. Just FYI.

 

Best story of the week:
Casino-owning billionaire puts his elbow through a $140 million Picasso.
Read the story, it’s well worth it. And then read Nora Ephron’s rendition. [Kottke]

Worst story of the week:
George W. Bush: “We Own Space and We Will Protect It With Bombs”
Like we’re not over-extended enough that we need to start worrying about protecting THE VAST EXTRA-TERRESTRIAL ABYSS? Come on!

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