Bereave It, or Not
Props to Joe
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“Lord, we give you Curly. Try not to piss him off.”
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The Arcane Shane foe tried in Vain but he couldn't Feign that the Strain was a Pain, so rather than Remain on this Plane, he decided to Wane and to rest he’ll be Lain
Monty shows off his rhyming skillz
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One Hand in the Grave
Believe it or Not, Jack Palance wasn’t already dead. But this week he crapped bigger’n you in bed at the age of either 85 or 87, depending on whether you find a grieving family or the Associated Press more believable. Palance appeared in more than 125 movies and TV shows, with his rugged face, reconstructed after a training flight crash, and rasping voice lending a menacing air, but he’s best remembered for a comic turn and an impromptu Jack Lalanne impersonation after winning the Best Supporting Actor Oscar for City Slickers in 1992. That was Palance’s third nomination, and came almost 40 years after his first, for a husband stalking his wife (Joan Crawford) in Sudden Fear, which he followed a year later as the cold-blooded killer Jack Wilson who couldn’t handle tiny cowboy Alan Ladd in Shane. Before Katrina, he was the biggest threat to New Orleans, as a pneumonic plague-carrying murderer in Panic in the Streets, and he won an Emmy as a prizefighter in the Rod Serling-penned Playhouse 90 classic Requiem for a Heavyweight. But Palance was also an actor who couldn’t say no, and he made some mortgage decisions along the way: Cops and Robbersons, with a post-funny Chevy Chase; Outlaw of Gor, where he killed a man on the set according to Mystery Science Theater 3000; offering Shatnerian/asthmatic line readings while narrating Ripley’s Believe it or Not; City Slickers II: The Legend of Curly’s Gold as his famous character’s long-lost twin brother, Duke, as well as rasping baddies in such fare as Cyborg 2, Solar Crisis, Tango & Cash, Alien Warning, Hawk the Slayer and Welcome to Blood City. Also, he hopefully will hold the distinction of being the only man ever to portray Attila the Hun, Dracula and Fidel Castro (in Che!).
Two Pooligans benefited from the shift of the Palance of Power: Natalie moves up to 19th and Nancy moved up to 32nd. Palance gave the slip to Mark and Greg, who listed him in 2002, but forgot he was still around. Because it’s fun to remind him, that’s Mark’s 6th premature evacuation.
He took a licking, and stopped ticking
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TickTickTickTick
Props to Monty
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Zero Minutes
Word to your Monty
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When the Ticking Stops
Honorifics for Shawn
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Watch stopped
Cap tip to Craig
Ed Bradley, the hipster 60 Minutes correspondents with the earring to prove it, has died of complications of leukemia at 65. Hearing that a 60 Minutes correspondent had died wasn’t surprising. Hearing that it wasn’t Mike Wallace or Morley Safer was. Hearing that it wasn’t Andy Rooney was disappointing. A former Philadelphia teacher and disc jockey in Philadelphia, Bradley began his broadcasting journalism career in the 1970s, covering the fall of Saigon and the equally disastrous Jimmy Carter presidency. In 1981, he joined 60 Minutes, becoming one of the first black journalists featured on network television. Over the next 25 years he set an example for all journalists with his in-depth profiles and hard-hitting investigative work. In his career, he was awarded 19 Emmys, and among his highlights was an exclusive interview with Timothy McVeigh, reporting that indicated officials had ignored warnings of the attack on Columbine High School, and a piece on the AIDS crisis in Africa that led to the donation of free drugs by big pharma. His last segment was on the rape investigation of members of the Duke University lacrosse team. Knowing he was approaching the end, he worked literally feverishly to complete the assignment, and the day it aired he entered Mount Sinai Hospital, where he spent his remaining 2 weeks.
Check. Check. Next to go down, Rain.
Additional accolades to Craig, who surprisingly did not include Rain Pryor on his 2007 roster
Johnny Sain, curveball specialist and lyrical partner of Warren Spahn with the Boston Braves of the late 1940s, has died at the age of 89. “Spahn and Sain and pray for rain” was the mantra of those two-trick pony teams, and was good enough to take the Braves to the 1948 World Series. Sain bounced around the minors for 6 years before sticking with the Boston Braves, then won 20 games in 4 of his first 6 seasons. After his career ended, Sain became one of the most renowned pitching coaches in baseball, using a positive, encouraging approach to mentor 16 20-game winners over a 17-year stretch. His influence continues to be felt in baseball today in the career of one of his disciples, Leo Mazzone, the eminently successful pitching coach of the Atlanta Braves and now guru to the Baltimore Orioles. Kris Benson will be a 20-game winner any day now.
End of a Cautionary Tale
Sid Davis, the man who started the scared straight movement in public service announcements, has died at the age of 90. Davis’ cinematic world was a dark, cold place where children were constantly in peril. Some made it. Some didn’t. In The Dangerous Stranger, several young children were kidnapped, many never to be heard from again. In Live and Learn, Jill was cutting out paper dolls when she ran to see her father, tripped and impaled herself on her scissors. Other children fell off cliffs, were run over by cars and one lost an eye to falling glass shards. In 1961, Boys Beware warned "What Jimmy didn't know was that Ralph was sick--a sickness that was not visible like smallpox, but no less dangerous and contagious--a sickness of the mind. You see, Ralph was a homosexual: a person who demands an intimate relationship with members of their own sex." Seduction of the Innocent took a girl from her first puff of marijuana to heroin addiction to an arrest for prostitution to “a continued hopeless, degrading existence until she escapes in death." In all, Davis made 180 films, almost all at the bargain price of $1,000 each, and were successful enough to make him a multimillionaire.
And another look at the countdown: 15 days, 11 hours before the start of the 2007 George Harrision Invitational.
Or
“Lord, we give you Curly. Try not to piss him off.”
Or
The Arcane Shane foe tried in Vain but he couldn't Feign that the Strain was a Pain, so rather than Remain on this Plane, he decided to Wane and to rest he’ll be Lain
Monty shows off his rhyming skillz
Or
One Hand in the Grave
Believe it or Not, Jack Palance wasn’t already dead. But this week he crapped bigger’n you in bed at the age of either 85 or 87, depending on whether you find a grieving family or the Associated Press more believable. Palance appeared in more than 125 movies and TV shows, with his rugged face, reconstructed after a training flight crash, and rasping voice lending a menacing air, but he’s best remembered for a comic turn and an impromptu Jack Lalanne impersonation after winning the Best Supporting Actor Oscar for City Slickers in 1992. That was Palance’s third nomination, and came almost 40 years after his first, for a husband stalking his wife (Joan Crawford) in Sudden Fear, which he followed a year later as the cold-blooded killer Jack Wilson who couldn’t handle tiny cowboy Alan Ladd in Shane. Before Katrina, he was the biggest threat to New Orleans, as a pneumonic plague-carrying murderer in Panic in the Streets, and he won an Emmy as a prizefighter in the Rod Serling-penned Playhouse 90 classic Requiem for a Heavyweight. But Palance was also an actor who couldn’t say no, and he made some mortgage decisions along the way: Cops and Robbersons, with a post-funny Chevy Chase; Outlaw of Gor, where he killed a man on the set according to Mystery Science Theater 3000; offering Shatnerian/asthmatic line readings while narrating Ripley’s Believe it or Not; City Slickers II: The Legend of Curly’s Gold as his famous character’s long-lost twin brother, Duke, as well as rasping baddies in such fare as Cyborg 2, Solar Crisis, Tango & Cash, Alien Warning, Hawk the Slayer and Welcome to Blood City. Also, he hopefully will hold the distinction of being the only man ever to portray Attila the Hun, Dracula and Fidel Castro (in Che!).
Two Pooligans benefited from the shift of the Palance of Power: Natalie moves up to 19th and Nancy moved up to 32nd. Palance gave the slip to Mark and Greg, who listed him in 2002, but forgot he was still around. Because it’s fun to remind him, that’s Mark’s 6th premature evacuation.
He took a licking, and stopped ticking
Or
TickTickTickTick
Props to Monty
Or
Zero Minutes
Word to your Monty
Or
When the Ticking Stops
Honorifics for Shawn
Or
Watch stopped
Cap tip to Craig
Ed Bradley, the hipster 60 Minutes correspondents with the earring to prove it, has died of complications of leukemia at 65. Hearing that a 60 Minutes correspondent had died wasn’t surprising. Hearing that it wasn’t Mike Wallace or Morley Safer was. Hearing that it wasn’t Andy Rooney was disappointing. A former Philadelphia teacher and disc jockey in Philadelphia, Bradley began his broadcasting journalism career in the 1970s, covering the fall of Saigon and the equally disastrous Jimmy Carter presidency. In 1981, he joined 60 Minutes, becoming one of the first black journalists featured on network television. Over the next 25 years he set an example for all journalists with his in-depth profiles and hard-hitting investigative work. In his career, he was awarded 19 Emmys, and among his highlights was an exclusive interview with Timothy McVeigh, reporting that indicated officials had ignored warnings of the attack on Columbine High School, and a piece on the AIDS crisis in Africa that led to the donation of free drugs by big pharma. His last segment was on the rape investigation of members of the Duke University lacrosse team. Knowing he was approaching the end, he worked literally feverishly to complete the assignment, and the day it aired he entered Mount Sinai Hospital, where he spent his remaining 2 weeks.
Check. Check. Next to go down, Rain.
Additional accolades to Craig, who surprisingly did not include Rain Pryor on his 2007 roster
Johnny Sain, curveball specialist and lyrical partner of Warren Spahn with the Boston Braves of the late 1940s, has died at the age of 89. “Spahn and Sain and pray for rain” was the mantra of those two-trick pony teams, and was good enough to take the Braves to the 1948 World Series. Sain bounced around the minors for 6 years before sticking with the Boston Braves, then won 20 games in 4 of his first 6 seasons. After his career ended, Sain became one of the most renowned pitching coaches in baseball, using a positive, encouraging approach to mentor 16 20-game winners over a 17-year stretch. His influence continues to be felt in baseball today in the career of one of his disciples, Leo Mazzone, the eminently successful pitching coach of the Atlanta Braves and now guru to the Baltimore Orioles. Kris Benson will be a 20-game winner any day now.
End of a Cautionary Tale
Sid Davis, the man who started the scared straight movement in public service announcements, has died at the age of 90. Davis’ cinematic world was a dark, cold place where children were constantly in peril. Some made it. Some didn’t. In The Dangerous Stranger, several young children were kidnapped, many never to be heard from again. In Live and Learn, Jill was cutting out paper dolls when she ran to see her father, tripped and impaled herself on her scissors. Other children fell off cliffs, were run over by cars and one lost an eye to falling glass shards. In 1961, Boys Beware warned "What Jimmy didn't know was that Ralph was sick--a sickness that was not visible like smallpox, but no less dangerous and contagious--a sickness of the mind. You see, Ralph was a homosexual: a person who demands an intimate relationship with members of their own sex." Seduction of the Innocent took a girl from her first puff of marijuana to heroin addiction to an arrest for prostitution to “a continued hopeless, degrading existence until she escapes in death." In all, Davis made 180 films, almost all at the bargain price of $1,000 each, and were successful enough to make him a multimillionaire.
And another look at the countdown: 15 days, 11 hours before the start of the 2007 George Harrision Invitational.
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