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They might be Giants…

“WTF?” was the question…

But DAMN it was fun finding out the answer!


“The truth is nobody every expected this, not from a team that looked in August like it might be rebuilding and then was on the brink of elimination when it sat with a 7-7 record and two regular-season games to go. Just like they did in 2007, though, they spent the next six weeks on a run for the ages.” – Ralph Vacchiano, NYDN

From The YouTube Music Archives: Spiralling Shape by They Might Be Giants

Another welcome to the newest Korrektiv members, as well as a flashback to a Korrektiv summit from 2008, hosted by the Lickona. Not to mention that Rufus has this thing about spiraling shapes … This is a charming live version from the TMBG Tower Records tour, circa 1996. Here also is the original album version (fantastic), and another live version from just a few years ago, featuring a foghorn, an unintentionally captured audience singalong, and a ripping guitar solo to close the whole thing out.

Down, down, down you go / No way to stop / As you fall, hear me call / No, no, no …

Fathers and Sons

ADDED: A primer for those who don’t know why NYFG fans hate the PEs (and, yes, of course, the NEPs too.

ADDED: Exhibit A & B.

How I Feel Now that Philadelphia ("Ptui!”) Is Going to the Super Bowl

How I Feel Now that Philadelphia (“Ptui!”) Is Going to the Super Bowl


There is the boy and there are the certain facts of boyhood
(Though nothing autobiographical
Is ever really deduced, is ever really reducible).

Yet the boy’s whole story is as any boy’s life, full
Of moment and followed by others, messily progressing
Along in the plain old myth-telling style.

There was the boy and his father — a fact which must go
Unverified as a creature’s cause. That which didn’t
Make self, though, inherited at least this knowledge:

There is the father and the son – met in boisterous love of sport
Which welded the lessons of thunderous anger
And the sadness hidden in laughter’s cloudbanks.

The boy’s hand consumed in his father’s, they would walk
The yard, policing November’s washout of light;
Spring would arrive only later in the Sun’s cult.

But now was the time to take all of creation into account,
To find the faults in the earth where hide the virtues
Of fathers, to corral the sins of the sons with a hard stewardship.

In these wintry days, the son played Icarus with his father’s
Crafted matchstick ships, motorized by cleverness;
Or played Phaeton pilfering matchbooks and cigars; or Ganymede

Holding the cold brown bottle of Olympia beer for
Father Zeus watching Sunday football, weighing and sighing
In the gridded and hashed balance of his favor-fought heroes.

Thus, Zeus’s gaze fell shadow-like on the U.S.S. Missouri’s
Jacked keel, but withheld just punishments for playing
Fire’s innocence, and hounded the N.Y. Giants weekly battles

Against his patience – all things that youth reaches for
In the hardened hands of time, the works and ways
Of which the golden scales tip in a boy’s growing favor.

Triangulation at Its Best Part II


The first (!) two-time Super Bowl winning coach of JOB’s team talking about the two-time Superbowl team from Webb/Potter/Jobe’s corner of the world in reference to one of if not The Most Painful Super Bowl Loss sustained by Lickona’s team:

“Here’s what impresses me about the Seattle defense,” Parcells says, “and it’s what impresses me about any top quality defense in this league: They keep things very simple. They rely on execution the way any good defensive team we ever had relied on execution. They’re not schematic. They’re not out there to fool you. They’re not one of those teams that’s gonna show up next Sunday and say, ‘OK, we’ve got three or four blitzes you’ve never seen before.’ That’s not who they are.

“It’s why this is such an interesting matchup to me, and just because it’s best offense against the best defense again. If it goes Denver’s way, they’re going to get up early and have that be their way of putting pressure on the defense. Seattle? They’ll just hang around a little bit the way they did against the 49ers, and then try to play the way they want to play.”

UPDATE: But of course, in this game, the gods of football will find a way to even keep greatness humble.

The Korrektiv Doppleganger?

Matthew at By Way of Beauty shares my name and lists Potter’s beloved Bob Dylan among his favorite musicians. Like me, he writes about Mel Gibson, but when he does so, he cites Quin’s beloved Girard. Like me, he reverences the Coen brothers, but like Webb, he also adores Dumb & Dumber.* Like Angelico, he is absurdly young, and he also shares that man’s taste for Dominican philosophers. If he turns out to be a Giants fan like JOB and if he designed his own banner like Southern Expat, well, I think we’re going to have to start considering whether or not the Kollektiv Unkonscious is capable of manifesting in human form.


*No, I don’t know if Webb really admires Dumb & Dumber, but I do know he likes to play the role of Regular Psychotic Joe ’round here.

There will be an extra point

Top three comments in Johnsonville, immediately after witnessing what Wayne Laravee referred to as “The Travesty”:

1. “Russell Wilson: First quarterback in NFL history to win by throwing an interception.”

2. This is how Obama is going to win in November.

3. I thought Giants fans [i.e. JOB] were out of control!

Then to add insult to injury, because points scored by a team in a game are part of the play off calculus at the other end of the season, as the AP reported it, the Packers had to eat their anger and show the stuff of true sportsmen by having to endure a final humiliation:

The game wasn’t over for another 10 minutes after both teams went to their locker rooms and were summoned back to the field for the extra point. But that was just the cap to one of the most bizarre finishes in recent memory.

ADDED: The NFL came out definitively in favor of the rep refs (i.e. Footlocker employees and Lingerie football rejects):

Simultaneous Catch. If a pass is caught simultaneously by two eligible opponents, and both players retain it, the ball belongs to the passers. It is not a simultaneous catch if a player gains control first and an opponent subsequently gains joint control. If the ball is muffed after simultaneous touching by two such players, all the players of the passing team become eligible to catch the loose ball. (emphasis mine)


Firey giants inhaled salty air
Around the wharves and docks,
Then raged towards Pioneer Square,
Circling several city blocks.
They ate buildings in a single gulp:
The Commercial Mill, its pulp,
Two Saloons, and the Opera house.
Operating hoses, mortals douse
Buildings now, hoping the giant
Fires themselves will die later,
Sparks not growing any greater,
No longer defied, or defiant.
Then a hot wind rose. Water slowed.
Once again, flames explode.

When last I read Beckett…

…if the bookmark can be trusted, I’d apparently been reading on the shoulders of ghosted giants.

More good news coming out of Wisconsin…

And just in time for the summer! In a rare display of bipartisanship, Cheeseland politicians came together, pretty much unanimously, in a political climate that is (to put it mildy) contentious. Both the governor and many senators are up for recall this summer; the state supreme court has allegedly come to fisticuffs on at least one occasion, and the Packers lost to the New York Giants in the playoffs.

So this bit of news, reported in the Milwaukee Sentinel, comes as a welcomed break in the tension for all four branches of Wisconsin government: the executive, legislative, judicial and domestic!

A Few of My Favorite Things

My Favorite Things

Jerry Jones with poormouth and Romo sacked six times
Cowboys denied twice in as many games
Wins away and at home and all that that brings
These are a few of my favorite things.

Blue-colored helmets smashing through silver white front lines
Victor Cruz going for 74 down the sidelines
A tear in a cowboy’s eye whenever Eli slings
These are a few of my favorite things.

‘Girls in white dresses and Giant blue jerseys
“NY” helmets on a team that’s mostly New Jersey’s
One more game for whatever Atlanta brings.
These are a few of my favorite things.

When the Giants defense bites
When Eli’s shoulder stings
When Coach Coughlin’s raging mad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don’t feel so bad