Football weekend

The last weekend with you-know-who as president brings us football, of course. Sweet, sweet, NFL playoff football.

Kudos, schedule makers, for saving the—dare I say?—marquee matchup of this weekend’s quarterfinals for last. Sunday evening we’ll be treated to arguably the NFL’s hottest team, the Green Bay Packers, versus arguably its best team, the Dallas Cowboys. The ‘Boys skidded a bit toward the end of the season, losing two of their last four games, but still had the best record in the NFC. Believe it or not it’s been more than two decades since they won a Super Bowl.

Well, the road to the next one begins this Sunday.

Wizards score delicious W

Last night’s come-from-behind victory for the Washington Wizards got them not only over .500 for the season with an important win against an Eastern conference rival, the late-game basket scored by point guard John Wall brought them and all Wizards fans something much bigger.

At the end of a game in which you thought it couldn’t happen, with the Wiz struggling mightily against a shorthanded Chicago Bulls squad…

That final last-second shot got us…

Over 100 points and 50% off at Papa John’s tomorrow!

Woot!

CFP Championship tonight

I’ve said it before… this is the football equivalent of March Madness.

We didn’t exactly see any buzzer beaters in the weekend’s NFL matchups—more like some lopsided 16 vs. 1 games. Tonight, though, should be different, with a rematch of last year’s more-than-entertaining College Football Playoff National Championship (is that what it’s called?) game from Tampa, Florida. Both the Clemson Tigers and Alabama Crimson Tide won their semifinal games last week with stingy defense, hardly portending the 45-40-type game we saw last year.

Alabama is going for its ridiculous fifth national title in eight years. Call me a spoilsport but I hope they don’t get it. Having no particular allegiance to either team I simply want to see something different.

Go, Clemson!

But where’s the snow?

Never have I heard such a drumbeat for a snow day without even a flake of snow on the ground.

Or snow even in the forecast!

Still, though, if you’re reading this and there’s eight feet of snow on the ground and I’m home from work…

I won’t be disappointed.

Dirty little life secret #782: Teachers love snow days way more than the kids do.

Do you believe?

A front-page article in my local paper (that would be The Washington Post) Sunday exclaimed that a once-doubting “scientist” now believed in global warming. A Festivus miracle: he has seen the light.

I think one of the most useless phrases in 21st century politics (or English for that matter) is a “belief” in global warming. Can one “believe” in global warming? Has it now reached religious status? For some I suppose it has.

By definition I suppose we all believe certain things about the weather. I believe June is, on average, warmer than January. I believe snow is colder than rain. I believe Tuesday begins with the letter T and Wednesday begins with the letter W as long as we’re comparing one thing to the next.

What our friends mean, of course, when they say that one believes in global warming is that he or she promotes a public policy designed to lessen its effects. This is several steps removed from reading a thermometer.

I can look at a thermometer and measure temperatures from day to day, week to week, and decade to decade. Has the average temperature on Earth risen slightly in recent years? My friends who do these measurements tell me it has. Okay. Can I assume this trend will continue without abatement? Can I conclude with certainty that it has been the effect of man (aerosol cans and the like) that has caused this temperature rise? When temperatures rose in previous centuries was it the same effect? Did the last Ice Age end when cavemen began driving gas-guzzling cars?

Even if we were to draw a direct link from human activity to temperature change, would we assume that we could not reverse the change without curtailing our activities? Could no one figure out a way to satisfy both desires? The species who has brought us iPhones, iPads, and deep-fried Oreos? The only way for us to survive the next 50 years is to make our lives worse? Require by law that all of us make our lives worse? I can FaceTime with someone in Guam but I can’t buy the light bulb I want?

Let’s set aside “beliefs” of one thing or another when it comes to the weather. To use a much-maligned phrase, it is what it is. So let’s move to the real questions: 1.) Will continued temperature fluctuations adversely affect life on Earth? 2.) Has it been the activities of man that have caused or will cause this havoc? 3.) Will continued activities make our planet uninhabitable? 4.) Are we willing to reduce our lifestyles to reverse the trend? 5.) Are we willing to force our neighbors by government fiat to do likewise?

believe these are much more difficult—and salient—questions.

New Year’s Eve Eve

Gotta love New Year’s Eve on a Saturday.

New Year’s Eve on a Saturday means not only does New Year’s Eve play out over two full days, but New Year’s Day does as well, since New Year’s is on a Sunday and most of the world is taking Monday off as well. So a one-second holiday becomes a four-day bender. Nice.

I vaguely remember such a New Year’s in 2005-2006. I left my house about 8 p.m. on December 31 and came home in March.

Yeah, that was a good one.

Probably won’t be quite as off the hook this year, but it’ll still be good.

It’ll still be good.

Good Stones, Bad Stones

This is 2016, and to say a band has an album “out,” or even to refer to their having an “album” is a little silly. That being said, the septuagenarian rockers known as The Rolling Stones have two albums “out” currently, one studio (their first in more than a decade) and one “live.” One is worth your time.

Havana Moon, the Stones’ concert film and live recording of their first-ever performance in Cuba (from March of this year), is dynamite. No surprises here; you’ll recognize every song. For a band of lesser status I’d usually grumble about a “greatest hits” set, but this is The Rolling Stones. Their greatest hits are legendary. It’s the new stuff I’ve got no time for.

Exhibit A: the newly-released Blue & Lonesome. An album made entirely of old blues covers, it just doesn’t do it for me. not even a guest appearance from a certain Mr. Clapton can save this one. I’d say listen once. Quickly.

Sometimes it’s better just to rest on your laurels.

And speaking of fifty…

kwanzaa

Whether you call it a “real” holiday or not, the first Kwanzaa was celebrated 50 years ago this week. Apparently 1966 was a big year for holidays… Kwanzaa, the TV yule log, the Grinch. (Legend goes that Festivus started in ’66 as well.)

So is Kwanzaa a real holiday? A made-up holiday? Let’s face it, all holidays are made up at some point, so yeah, Kwanzaa’s as real as any other in my book.

And if 50 years is our definition of a classic, a classic it is.

Happy Kwanzaa, everyone!

Fifty years of a classic

fire

It was 50 years ago tomorrow that some genius at station WPIX had the brilliant idea to show, instead of regular programming on Christmas Eve, a continuous loop of a crackling fire accompanied by holiday music. This to accommodate apartment-dwelling New Yorkers who might not have real-life fireplaces of their own.

That opening was not sarcastic. It really was a genius idea and was an instant classic in New York, eventually spreading to other cities and now enjoyed everywhere as a Christmas institution. Yes, both Netflix and the “On Demand” feature on your TV offer several versions of the “yule log,” and I’m sure there are other providers out there doing the same. My favorite these days is the Netflix option that doesn’t even have music—just the crackling and pip-popping of a gentle fire.

Yup. Living in the future.

Merry Christmas, everyone, and to all a cool yule.