During a West Coast trip, Jack McMahon, who coached the Cincinnati Royals in the 1960s, called a meeting in his hotel to restore order. The players dreaded it, but according to my former Knicks teammate, Jerry Lucas, they were greeted with two cases of beer, four quarts of whiskey and three hookers. 'Guys, you figure this out,' McMahon said before leaving the room. The Royals figured it out, all right, going on a long winning streak.Thank you Phil Jackson for writing this, and thank you Bill Simmons for bringing it to my attention. There really needs to be a movie made about that Royals team.
Random Comics thoughts from the last two weeks:
- "Motherfucker!!!" - me after finishing the amazing All-Star Superman #11 and then immediately realizing I'd have to wait a minimum of two months for any form of closure.
- I'm afraid I don't really like Final Crisis as much as I think I do because I really want to like it, a lot. Does that make any sense?
- Trinity makes me very happy I skipped a year between weekly series. I can't really think of anything Busiek ever wrote I didn't like.
- Nova, Criminal, Manhunter - Three series that are solid as a freaking rock from a quality stand-point.
- I truly believe that if Astonishing X-Men had come out monthly, it would have supplanted Morrison's run as the X-Men run of the 21st century. Regardless,I felt it ended very strongly and pretty much as it should have (even if Whedon cribbed the ending from Buffy).
- Seriously DC? A $25 hardcover for Booster Gold? I mean, I really liked it, but the story begged to be in TPB and $10 cheaper.
- On the other hand, serious kudos on the OMAC HC. Face: rocked.
OK, seriously, if you watch and derive any form of enjoyment from the new Rambo movie, I just don't know if we can be friends. I felt like I was watching a snuff film. A completely joyless exercise. Makes Saw look like Mary Poppins.
That said, I'd watch it four more times if it insured that I'd never have to see Zohan or The Love Guru. I think Mike Myers is trying to sabotage his career, so people will stop pestering him to make more movies so he can just sit at home with his giant piles of money. As for Sandler, I just wonder what his two-hour-long-gay-joke will be next Summer.
I'm irrationally hopeful for the Hulk movie.
Saw it again and I still haven't changed my mind on Indiana Jones.
Things that need to be on DVD: The pilot for Evan Dorkin's Eltingville Club cartoon (made for Adult Swim):
This is part one, the rest is on YouTube.
In case you wake up in the morning and find you have an alarming lack of contempt for the rest of humanity, please hustle on over to Get Off the Internet to refill your coffers.
Saw a muskrat in the pond next to my house this morning, so, you know, I've got that going for me.
Remember, Ninjas are or future. We must work to save this valuable resource.
You know, despite my thoughts on the Hulk and Indiana Jones above, I am just as sure as I am that water is, in fact, wet, that The Dark Knight will be the best movie of the summer. Honestly, there's no way it won't be great, it's science!
And with that, I'll take my leave.