On Top in College Picks (for Now)

After the third week of college football picking, I wrote a blog on how to be last in your group while trying (blog).

Now, I'm going to tell you I'm in first place.  By four picks, which, in a drop a week league, is a lot.  I could screw it up, but I don't think it'd be easy to do so.

I wish I knew how I've done it.  I won this week with 11 out of 18.  You say "that's not good," but when you are picking against the spread and not picking which games -- there'd be a number of them I'd duck as too tough -- anything over .500 is good.  We've agreed among ourselves that picking against  the spread is almost a coin toss.

Here's what I know about this season: Alabama and Florida State have separated themselves.  If they don't end up in the national championship game, I'd be stunned.  Alabama has Auburn in the Iron Bowl, which is the toughest test either faces.

I admit I'd love to see Baylor or Ohio State in the championship game, just to mix it up some.  But Ohio State hasn't played anyone and won't -- I heard commentators last night saying they had to hope Michigan State won out so they played someone good in the Big Ten championship game.  Frankly, I want to see the line on that game; if Sparty is getting more than a field goal, I will probably take them.  Not exactly a big time contender.

Baylor?  They score a lot.  This week's game with Ok State may be in the 100s for total points -- 52-49?  If the Bears win that, well, some claim Texas might give them a game, but I doubt it.  I'd give two touchdowns at this point.  If they win out, they have a chance, but their non-conference season isn't much & the Big 12 isn't loaded with Top 25 teams -- it's Oklahoma, Ok State & Baylor.  If Texas gets there by the Baylor game, it's a joke.

College football is great.  The Notre Dame-Pitt game epitomizes why.  Pitt hadn't played a really good game all year, including a loss to Navy just last week, and the opening game shellacking by Fl State.  Notre Dame was hanging, with one loss, to hopes of a BCS.

Then, it's a tough game, ND makes a mistake, Pitt turns it into two touchdowns and momentum, and you have an upset.

On the other hand, you have a great game like Alabama-LSU.  And Alabama grinds to a two TD lead, but gives up the 80+ yard kickoff return, and...

LSU doesn't convert.  Mo doesn't really shift, and the Tide rolls to the other end and seals the game, more.

Fun to watch.  Unexpected (didn't we all think LSU would be within a score late?).

So, we'll keep watching.  And picking.  But it's Tide v. the Seminole chop at this point for the title.

It's a Rush -- see it!

I finally saw Ron Howard's Rush.  It is my favorite movie of the year (admittedly, it may not be "the best").

Disclosure: in 1976, when the movie's central action takes place, I was big into cars, had a subscription to Road & Track (this was before every sports event was televised somewhere live), and I followed Grand Prix racing as best I could from the American Midwest.  The Hunt-Lauda rivalry that is the movie I followed like some followed Ali & Frazier.

Sports movies are often pretty good, given that sports provides that story arc with the tension needed to drive a good story.  With car racing, you add the visual element -- it doesn't take a lot of special effects to have you into the event (we all drive, but none of us THAT fast).

Then you add two complementary characters like James Hunt, the brash, playboy Brit, and Niki Lauda, the reclusive, mechanical Austrian, and you've got a great mix.

Add Lauda's tragic accident and the great talent the two possessed, and you've got quite a film.

You are caught up in their rivalry; you are caught up in Lauda's recovery; you root for Hunt's success, because he's so forthright & charming (does he really say to the press that he's pulled quite something being able to divorce without paying a thing because his wife has taken up with Richard Burton?  does he really beat in a reporter's face after a heartless question about Lauda's marriage and command, "ask your wife what she thinks of your face now"?)...and you don't know who should win.

Howard does an excellent job of portraying them both, with screenwriter Peter Morgan's script using voice-over narration from them both to understand them both and their mild animosity for each other.

The racing shots are great.

Thor (Chris Helmsforth) is good as Hunt;  Daniel Bruhl is excellent as the up-tight Lauda.

It's taut, exciting, and thrilling.  See it.  It may not win an Academy Award nomination (it's probably not high-brow enough), but it's quality film-making: an intense story, well acted, written, and beautifully shot.

Movie Reviews: Gravity says Enough Said

I know the title sucks, but when you got nothing, you force the connection.

It's been awhile, but I've recently seen two movies worth recommending.  So, here it is.

First in order of my seeing it, as well as order of release, was Enough Said.  I knew it'd be a "meet cute" RomCom, with "adult"...errr..."mature" actors, and it was.

The surprise is that it's actually pretty funny; I mean, how can you do better with low humor than a reference to James Gandolfini's penis hanging out?

Okay, get this (spoiler alert, I'm about to ruin most of the movie's setup, skip this paragraph if you don't want to know): Gandolfini & Elaine...err...Julie Louis XIVth...meet at a party.  Right.  Turns out his ex is there.  Who knew?  Well, the thing is, it's an important plot device that Louis...err...Elaine, doesn't.  They end up dating.  Amazingly (who could have seen it coming?), Elaine...errr...Julie fouls up the relationship by complicating it by trying to keep a relationship with both of them.  But this is a grown up film.  They don't have some denouement to get them back together.  But there comes a final scene where they admit to having driven by each other's houses since the break up.

Cute. Well done.  Elaine is...errr...Elaine (has she ever played anyone different?) and Gandolfini is pretty good as a modest, divorcee -- you wonder why he's divorced -- who doesn't have Brad Pitt's looks or body, but seems just a decent enough guy.  No, not a gangster.  No wonder he died -- got too far out of type.

Gravity is completely different.  If you haven't heard, it's Sandra Bullock's movie.  George Clooney is in it, but those of you who want to see a lot of him, well, he's in a space suit the whole time.  Too bad.  Sandra isn't.

I'm not sure Bullock is any better in this movie than Elaine is in Enough Said.

But the movie is A LOT better.

You do know they get stuck in space? (is that a spoiler? whoops! alert)

You are not sure they are going to make it.  You are not sure Bullock is going to make it (like the movie, Clooney may reappear in a moment).  Bullock is the outsider, the scientist who has brought her experiment into space (you can ponder whether you buy Bullock as a one-of-a-kind inventor-scientist if you dare) & who doesn't know how to fly a capsule.  This makes for some of the suspense as she tries to not only figure out how to do the mechanical thing, but, of course, nothing done in space these days is American, so she has to cope, too, with the language barrier.

Bullock has a very bad day.  If it could go wrong, it does.  She's bright, athletic &...well, that's par for the course -- would you send a klutzy idiot into space (sort of rhetorical) -- so has a chance.  But there seems to be everything against her.

Of course, it's space.  Oxygen is in short supply.  So, if you missed this, is gravity, which makes a a whole series of things weird and different -- you wonder how they did the shots.  Cuarzon is masterful with the cameras, with the story, with the CGI.

Is she going to make it?  Where's George?  Will you hear from Earth?

It's tense, taut, visually appealing, and Bullock, if not exactly exhibiting the Ms Einstein persona, is appealing.  You care if she survives.  You root for her.  When there are complications (gee, weren't there some of those in the other movie, too!?!?!?), you want her to resolve them.

It's worth seeing.

They both are.  For different things.  But they are both well done.  But my recommendation is see Gravity first.

How to Be Last in College Pick 'em (while trying)

So, it's almost the end of the third week of college football 2013.

I am about to be last in my group's college pick 'em for the third week in a row.

Here's how you do it:

• Think Texas is good.  Yeah, they've got like 77 high school blue chip players on the roster, and the largest budget in the country (see this week's SI article on them and USC) but they aren't very good.  Kansas State will be favored against them in Austin next week.  Oklahoma might beat them to death in the Red River Rivalry later this month.  Hook 'em Horns.
• Think South Carolina is a top five team.  Yeah, they lost, by double digits, last week to Georgia. They didn't cover this week.  Great.
• Be on the wrong end of the half point in the biggest game (so far) of the year -- see Alabama (giving 7.5).
• Don't believe Northwestern can cover big against teams they usually struggle with.  
• Be a Purdue graduate.  Need I say more?
• Notre Dame? They covered the first week...right?  1 for 3 is...okay, it's why I'm in last place again.
• Who can guess on a 35-point spread? Not me.

I love picking.  And I'm a big fan of college football.  But sometimes...it's just frustrating.

I'm one week of last place away from using the Diane Chambers method.  Remember her, from Cheers?  She picked games based on which mascot would win.  See, I'd have gotten the A&M-Bama game right, too, right?  An Aggie beats a Tide right?  I'm still trying to figure out if a Boilermaker -- whisky in beer, right? -- beats a Leprechaun.  I guess the leprechaun is fighting.

Wish me well next week.  Wildcats over Longhorns. Rah.

Blue About Blue Jasmine

I have to open by saying that I was disappointed with Woody Allen's Blue Jasmine.

Maybe I'm feeling the same thing critics did who saw The Lone Ranger this summer, expecting something at least somewhat different, then getting...a different vision from the director.

I was disappointed first because, unlike his last two movies (Midnight in Paris and To Rome with Love), which were devastatingly funny, Blue Jasmine almost never is.

Okay, deal with that.

Second, I always want someone to attach to, to empathize with, to care about and root for.

In Blue Jasmine, you feel like it's supposed to be the main character, Jasmine (not her real name), played well by Cate Blanchett, but I dislike her from the opening scene -- where's she's annoying an older woman she doesn't know with her life story while on a plane.  I never got over it.  Call it personal.

But it seems Woody never tries very hard to make her likable.

Her life is as blue as the title, and the song that is the signature (and in the background, I think) through out -- Blue Moon.   She has "no prospects" and is forced to live with her sister, Ginger (goes with Jasmine, right?), played with some vulnerability and zest by Sallie Hawkins, in San Francisco.

After Barcelona, Paris, and Rome, San Francisco doesn't quite lead in this movie the same way (the setup is there with the opening plane trip), with cuts back to Jasmine's former life on the East Coast with the sleazy, oily dead husband Hal (played with sufficient oil by Alec Baldwin).

The pieces are all there.

But, despite the director's best twisting to gain tension, we aren't really hoping Jasmine lands the next husband -- saving her from the "menial" (her word) work she needs to do to get some kind of life.  

In the end, we don't care.  And Woody leaves us not caring.

Maybe next time.

The Myth of the Great Nats

Today, for a moment, we're talkin' baseball.

Today Dave Cameron on ESPN Insider wrote "Can Nationals make Miracle Playoff Run?"

Well, of course.

But...

See, based on last year's success, everyone things this is a great team.  Always on the verge of breaking out.

This blog is to tell you that they've got it wrong: they are a plus .500 team that got lucky last year.

First: their everyday lineup isn't that good.  Jayson Werth is having a year werth his money -- .330 and leading the team in homers.  But he's not the scary clean-up hitter a team as scary as the Nats are supposed to be is supposed to have: he's no Puig, no Kemp, no Votto, no Cabrera.  You get the picture.

Harper hits .270.  He hits a lot of homers, but he misses a lot of games.

Desmond is a good shortstop, but he's a .270 hitter, too.

Who in this lineup is Votto? Puig? McCutcheon (Werth is trying)?

Second: their pitching after the top 3 or 4 is lame.  Zimmerman, Gonzalez, Strasburg are top rate.  Haren has been up and down. The bullpen has been bad.

The Braves beat them like they are the red-headed stepchild.

I could go on and on.  But you see my point: people talk up the Nats, but where's the substance?  Who is it that's driving this bus?  Harper?  He's no Miggy.  Nobody is.

So, maybe the Nats make a run. I root for them.  But it'll be because they grind their way out of it, not because they are this great team that is just a bit off.

Who Wants Tiger Back?

Three weeks ago, in the aftermath of Phil's historic (epic) win in The Open, I wrote here of the wonder of Phil's win and the message it sent to Tiger and Lee Westwood, who both failed to grab the claret jug.

Now, having seen Jason Dufner play a classically PGA tour round of golf -- fairways and greens -- knocking it close often enough to shoot 10 under for the four days and 2 under on Sunday.  That beat Jim Furyk by 2 and the rest of field really wasn't in it after Henrik Stenson inexplicably made 5 on the short par-4 14 that he can reach with a driver.

To repeat what you've probably heard too many times already: Dufner is the 18th non-repeat major champion since Tiger won the US Open on one leg at Torrey Pines in 2008.  Only Phil, Rory and Padraig Harrington (remember him? did he make the cut at Oak Hill?) have won two majors in that time.

The PGA Tour has become Phil and the pigmies. Or Tiger and Cubs, given Woods has won five times this season.

But is this what we want to see?  Henrik Stenson winning the Masters?  Jonas Blixt taking the US Open?

History tells us that golf goes through periods like this, not dominated by a single golfer.  But we have to go back to the period between Arnie's ascension and Hogan's retirement to a time when there was no dominant force in the majors.  Since Arnie, we have seen Jack take the mantel from him, then Tom Watson, then Nick Faldo & Seve Ballesteros, then Tiger Woods.

Now, Tiger is still playing.  But since the knee injury he is, for lack of a better, more complex analysis, "past his prime," and golf awaits his successor.  Is it Rory?  Or some unknown at this point?

Sundays in majors are more interesting if there's a Tiger in the hunt. Or Phil.  Or even Rory.  Dufner v. Furyk v. Stenson v. Bradley isn't the same.  Until one of them wins a couple majors and grabs the mantel.

We need "juice" in the majors, like Muirfield, where Tiger hung there to finish 6th and Phil played one of the great rounds of all time to come from five groups back to win.

We've seen too much in the last 5 years of the ho-hum.

Bring back Tiger, so we can have someone to root against on Sunday in the Masters...the US Open...the  Open...

If he won't win number 15, we at least want him to be there on Sunday.  And it'd be great if there was the next great golfer standing in his way -- someone who wins two majors in a year and starts us talking about "the next Tiger" with some accuracy.