Eastern Michigan and points over the Spartans, and Schauer over Snyder

I enjoyed gesturing to describe this pieced to a Wendy Garfield of Woodsigde tonight

I enjoyed gesturing to describe this pieced to a Wendy Garfield of Woodsigde tonight

i am kinda souring on the MS thing in that I’ve gotten about a dozen emails about money and none that acknowledge that I thought i connected to the candidate on a unique level, in palo alto.
mark weiss
650.305.XXXX

i did mention this to about 15 people. I think I said so at an art gallery opening tonight. I think I am picking Eastern Michigan and the 35 points in my little narcissistic pool, in his honor.

From: “ms@markschauer.com”
To: earwopa@yahoo.com
Sent: Monday, September 15, 2014 5:11 PM
Subject: the next wave

With less than 12 hours before our next big budget deadline, I need to make sure we’ve got what it takes to respond to the next wave of attacks.

Crystal just sent me this link. If you could go to it and contribute before it’s too late, it’d mean the world to me. http://www.markschauer.com/URGENT50days

-Mark

eid to add: thi sis post nine eleven

edit to add: the spread is 45 and if they don’t cover, Eminem will re-edit this to say “we are from ypsilanti and this is what we do:

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Plastic Peters

I wrote earlier today about Steve Coleman, jazz musician and MacArthur Genius laureate. Earlier today, however, apropos of nothing, and he of infinite jest, I made a post-modern pseudo-writing job by cutting and pasting bits of nine previous works in which I mention Keith Peters, who is 1969 not 1968 thank you. (He corrects me but doesn’t want that info, even correctly, on the web. I am posting here but home either he does not see it or changes his mind. I actually thinks he deserves a mayoral proclamation for his close to 50 years as a local sports writer.)

To wit:

Plastic Peters
edit to add, two years later, January 2014, mainly because this keeps getting hits via the search engines, but with a tiny bit of additional reporting: here is a draft of a Mayoral Proclamation that then-Mayor Yiaway Yeh agreed to issue but somehow fell through the administrative and protocol cracks — I would say that I dropped the ball, not to mix metaphors, or let this slip out of my graps, or wriggle away,  I lost focus and apologize: but best wishes and good luck to all the current and former Gunn grapplers, their parents’ and coaches; I got the idea from Keith Peters’ excellent coverage in the Weekly, and also interviewed Horpel in person to flesh this out a bit. Someone told me that Eugene Robinson, the writer and musician, has a child on the team now and wrestled for Horpel back at Stanford back in the day. I think Chris Horpel deserves accolades for about a decades’ work in building the program. Oh, yeah, one final note: I noticed in recent (2014) coverage that Matt Maltz’s son Andrew Maltz, a freshman, won a tourney title at 285 pounds. Mazel to all the Maltz’s as well. (I’ve known Matt since we were both under 150) (Feb., 2012 about Gunn wrestling and Cadence Lee, daughter of my classmate Emmie Fa)
June, 2012 about poker champ Phil Hellmuth and the media: The Palo Alto Weekly had a cover story, in 2006, which I may have skimmed at the time. But now I think about tipping Keith Peters of the Weekly the news of the Hellmuth bracelets but  opt –as you see here — for the self-glory of the local excloo,; dear reader can r.m.a.i at Las Vegas Sun, ESPN and others.
April, 2013 about Gunn softball, and its coach my classmate Matt Maltz: On my way to the field Wednesday, I caught up to Keith Peters and Veronica Webber of the Weekly and pitched them on doing a story on Maltz. I think its laudable anytime an alumnus returns to teach or coach at his old school. An interesting fact about Matt Maltz is that he was mostly known for football at Gunn and did not play organized baseball. He was also an outstanding swimmer as a child, won the 1980 CCS frosh soph championships in 200 free and fly, but gave up swimming, perhaps as part of his overall adolescent growing process; football being a team sport, consistent with his role in our class as one of the most social and amusing classmates. I actually recall him telling me he hated baseball and once threw the ball from centerfield over the backstop, either in protest, anger or not knowing his own strength (or maybe we was describing a scene from “Bad News Bears” where Tatum O’Neal’s bad-boy friend shows off his arm and is drafted for the team).
September, 2013 about a year ago, in a 20,000 word treatise on history of jazz in Palo Alto — and the media — in a long section on Stanley Jordan the guitarist and Gunn grad: Stanley Jordan is mentioned here 15 times already but I feel I am giving him short-shrift and had started taking notes on his catalog, stored in a word filed on my girlfriend’s laptop — computer — and I also bought a recent album, the one with all the environmental idealism, not unlike my rationale in founding or at least naming Earthwise Productions plus an early breakthrough album the first or second Blue Note either Gold or pretty close, procured at Rasputin’s along with about a dozen others on or about my 50th birthday — I was searching for Helen Sung new release but had to settle — and I also noted by let pass on by, as I recall jazz booker Reggie Marshall quoting he says Kesey as a life-philosophy (“Use what you can and let the rest float on by” — as opposed to speaking out, standing up, resist, revolt, or neurotic obsession — Oh, Reggie, I am with you in Richmond, with Toots, and Rachel Z, and Allison Miller –doing a selfie with a Kodak disposable but not with our feet like Tommy Jordan might do, carrying her bandmates’ bass, and jogging at Half Moon Bay airport and getting teased by Miriam and Rachel because we are dressed alike — and when Stanley played the Cub Adrienne Drayton did an amazing drawing of him from his press photo the poster still stands or is pushpinned in the Cubberley Theatre tech office, or was; anyhow check back with more to say about this great guitarist who also played a small theatre in Livermore recently as part of an axe summit. Stanley was in Sedona at the time we did our business together and seemed obsessed by the internet; I recall Keith Peters of the Weekly noting when a Jordan track recond –long jump –was eclipsed more recently. Somebody’s CCS sports website lists him as someone who “showed.” Check back for update!
In July of this year, 2014, as part of a meta-article about track Hall of Famer Harry Hillman, mentioned him in a list of sources I had consulted in the actual article — mostly unpublished, about the 1904 Olympian; it references a discussion we had if not the person per se: n my file
1. 02/04/03 letter from Don Burnham, 4 pages
2. 03/06/03 letter from Don Burnham
3. tear sheet from Dartmouth Alumni Magazine with notes:
a. according to Michelle from Alumni Records (603) 646-2253, the son died on 04/13/92
b. Don Wheaton ’39 — nephew (828) 894-(XXXX)? Columbus(?), NC?
c. “Susan”, Cynthia and “Hallie”
d. Phil Crunnervelt — alumni records — (603) 646-0538? helped me with contacting the nephew. Recommends switchboard.com
e. 724 Bentley Village, Naples, FL 34110?
f. Did I speak with Jack Faunce 1940 re Hillman’s survivors?
“Trinka”, Canton, CT, (860) 693-XXXX Check my phone records?
5. Hillman resume via Burnham
6. Mile Progress Chart supplied by Burnham:
Gunder Haegg, 1945, 4:01.4
7. excerpt from NYAC history, supplied by Burnham, re gold watch incident, 1905
8. Burnham c.v. 4 pages (1996)
including 28 article cited he wrote on psychology 1955-1996
9. my notes on Burnham interview from 01-13-03
10. receipt for $XXX for scrapbook from Resser-Thorner Antiques
11. January note to Burnham after interview
12. xerox of photo of Hillman and Burnham, circa 1940
13. xerox of display case photo + 3-legged race photo
14. my notes from November, going thru SID files
“1,000 prizes, 50 titles”
“Company C, old 13th, Putnament Sonner(?)
“fire, 1944″ article on fire
Brooklyn High School for Boys
NYAC “Star AC Brooklyn”
Mason (?)
Dick Whiting (603) 863-6067
15. Keith Peters, 12/18/02
16. John Klein ’52 re camp
17. Joel Platt 01/23/03
18. article ms “Three-legged Race: Oddity or ritual or both” by Burnham and Weinstein 1994 unpublished 19pp 5,000 words
19. article from Ed Burns ’85 1985 Sports Illustrated on ancient Olympics
20. phone numbers, per 3., above
H.Q. Hillman (239) 254-XXXX (Susane)
Harold Hillman (941) 761-XXXX
Har J Hillman (727) 896-XXXX
possible descendants of Hillman from switchboard.com: FL 01/03
21. query response from Sean Plottner 12/02
22. Wallin notes 03/06/03 cf Frank Zarnowski (301) 646-XXXX reference on track history
cf Cornelia Wallin (603) 646-3713
23. interview with Dick Whiting ’40 — also an athlete
24. John Herdersheft of Track and Field news (650) 948-8417 re Roberto Queratamis book John Hendershott
25. macdisc@iccas.com is this Mac Wilkins? Bob McKay, reference to 3-legged-race in AAU book, 1940
26. emails: Crumpacker, Chapin
27. Gregorian, Vaje
I have, in a telescopic fashion, written about Keith Peters five more times just this month, the first being a B-side or coda, or shaggy dog’s tail, about robotics but morphing into “haps” as compared to “haptics”: speaking of haps, I am looking forward to the Gunn at San Mateo football game, Friday night lights. This is the varsity debut for Sam Rothstein, linebacker, son of my good friend and fellow Dartmouthite, Scott Rothstein. The team also includes the son of my Terman football teammate Matt Maltz, meaning his son Andrew Maltz, a sophomore nose tackle who tips the scales at 300 pounds (what do you feed him, Jamie?). Vytes of the News suggests that Rothstein and Maltz (sounds like a law firm, or a good place to nosh on knish) will have a great time chasing down Line Latu, who accounted for 325 yards agains the Titans last year. I am going to be posting a synopsis of the game to “Coach” Keith Peters, son of music teacher Ken Peters, another Gunn grad, of The Weekly; GS of the Weekly suggests that because I am running for office I should post under a non de plume. I am pulling for: Sphinx Fitzwater II. Although I will never reveal why. Also: my Terman and Gunn classmate but never actually a teammate Chris Strausser is now an offensive coach at Washington, moving over from Boise State when his jefe Chris Peterson joined the Pac-12 Huskies staff. I recall Chris rassling with his Georgia Ct neighbor Greg Zlotnick when we were tykes. Chris took the long way to the helm of Gunn football, backing up Nick Sturiale, Billy Parker and others before persistence and a growth spurt finally brought him to behind center. He was Gunn’s answer to Paly’s Jim Harbaugh in 1982. (I believe Chris was 2nd team or 3rd team All-SCVAL, and then played for Chico State and Foothill, before John Ralston launched his coaching career, at SJSU). In more recent times, there are at least two Titans suiting up for NCAA gridiron: Sean Lydster a walk-on at Purdue in the Big Ten and Craig “Big Cat” Venuta for Harvard in the Ivy League. Sam Rothstein says he is as fast as Lydster was and is now taller. I hope he keeps up the enthusiasm after meeting Line Latu a few times. My joke is that Rothstein and Maltz are working to convert Line Latu; it is Shabbat after all, Friday night.
And then 3 days later in a discussion of, or comparison between football betting and American elections as “horse races”, more specifically about meeting former Michigan congressman Mark Schauer, a Democratic candidate for governor, in Palo Alto and being affected by that, naturally (?!) leading back to a recent obsession with Gunn football, which features three boys’ whose dads, and in two cases mom, I know well: And this is a good a place as any to amend in my head and now here the dispatch I sent to Keith Peters last night about the excellent Gunn 20 San Mateo 27 tilt. I said Gunn was not so much out-played as out-archetyped, in that our “Riggins 1983 Super Bowl” run was matched by their “Steve Young versus Vikings” run plus a Larry Csonka or really Bronko Nagurski. When I paraphrased Shinichi Hirano as saying Gunn failed to execute I meant in both figurative sense of clearly touching down the ball in end zone for a winning score and in the sense of more literal and perhaps too explicit “kill shot”. They had the Bearcats on the ropes, so to speak, but could not knock them out. It was 18 or 17 versus 45 so it was pretty close to a draw. And I was worried about my friend Sam Rothstein playing linebacker at 5’11” 195 going up against Watson Filikitonga (rhymes with Csonka) who is 6’2″ 230. He did pull down that load a couple times as well as a td-saving near-horse-collar drag down of either Austin Perez or maybe Line Latu. Sam dislocated a finger on very first play but got close to his normal minutes nonetheless. If his brother Michael reaches 140 pounds by his sophomore year – if he goes to Gunn, he is now at Jordan — the hand of Saturn will reach out and Titanize him for Gunn grids. I recall Michael at age 5 (and 60 pounds) wanting to 1 v. 1 one me in soccer in his family’s yard, me at about 200 and clumsy. Noah Riley of Gunn at 5’9 145 had quite a command of the troops, so to speak. Baird told me that there is a family of coaches in his tree. And,not to digress, he said that Bob Melvin’s cousin went to Cub and is an NFL assistant coach, latched to Andy Reid via their mutual SF State days. I believe that, close enough for Plastic Alto and upon further review in the suss-injuns. (Central Michigans are Chippewa I learn, speaking of the how and howl).
Last week, in a discussion of the Mitchell Park library, time and I forget the rest: oh, yeah, my discussion of why it took so long to have a party for the new community center — they call it “come together” but I think “helter skelter” includes my upcoming — then and skill — appointments, although I am here at Coupa at 8:30 on a Wednesday and not at HRB which was cancelled. I meant to write out my 3 minute proposed address — about the 98 articles in Plastic Alto constituting a type of history of jazz per se, like in the above “Jazz Time Travels” —but re-booted as a Peters for reasons I won’t get into here. But you can learn anything about anything with these parallax or oblique angles Fri, Sept 12:
i. HRC retreat at Art Center 9 a.m. and I wrote I would talk about my recent burg in my bonnet.
ii. my Friday breakfast klatch will soldier on without me
iii. there may be something about the Gunn 50-years-50-classes reunion, like a pre-game BBQ. Thanks, Marie Miller for trying to keep me loopy I mean in the loop.
iv. Gunn hosts Carlmont at 7 and I think I am covering this for the Weekly, having discussed this with Keith Peters (a Gunn 1968) for an hour yesterday. I have a CCS field pass. #149 [I romanized the organizing, to avoid ! confusion]
“Nu Serif and Gunn Fiddy” (new sheriff and Gunn’s 50th, plus something about typography), from Sunday, two mentions, naturally enough: Max McGee (I call him “Bill”) and I traded lines from “Men Of Dartmouth” in the fourth quarter of Gunn – Carlmont and it worked: two fumbles recovered, a fourth down stop and two TDs. Thanks, Max! (He’s our new PAUSD supe and a Dartmouth intramural gridiron legend). Moments earlier I was hearing Gunn legend Don Briggs give total recall and therefore muffed my stats table I was preparing for Keith Peters…I will chug. And: This is not my report but we will see if Keith Peters updates this: on a night when the school began a three-day celebration of its 50th anniversary, the Gunn football team came up short in a 24-19 nonleague loss to visiting Carlmont. The Titans (0-2) trailed 24-6 before rallying for a pair of touchdowns to make the game close for the second straight week. Gunn fell to San Mateo in its opener, 27-20. {Note: still not my report, despite cut and pasting it twice -ed}
I mention Keith as my editor and some detail — inside baseball stuff, media per se as opposed to football per se, which is a higher purview of Plastic Alto anyhow, notwithstanding the recent obsession with football and Gunn football. There are 904 posts on Plastic Alto of which 10 mention Keith Peters (a Gunn grad, whose son went to Paly, and his parents both taught in PAUSD). I said somewhere privately that Keith’s nearly 50 years covering prep sports merits a Mayoral proclamation – and I would know, despite the conflict of interests — I’ve ghost-written 3 previous proclamations, for 3 different mayors. Synecdothe or part and parcel that I sit down to write about a hypothetical 3 minutes about the 98 jazz stories constituting a type of HRB historic resource board and then write or re-write or cut and paste in a modern post modern and postShieldsian way, about a sports writer, again still more David Shields than Richard Ford. I did also pick up a great book on history of football writing, at first because it features THE CATCH (and by the way Devon Cajuste, he of the THREE CATCH, said he idolized Dez Bryant but has never heard of Dwight Clark) but further because it has Andrew Warrant on Joe Namath, 1971 (which is actually a compilation of quotes, the part I read to Steve and Rich the shoe guys, of Mailer, Breslin and J. Edgar Hoover), and an anti-praise by Steve Almond, like myself (and maybe Peters) ad former editor (small e) of the Oracle. I trained Almond; KP, who I did, above, call “coach”, trains and at time tries me.

I saw Keith for about an hour today, and cannot say why. I am looking forward to covering the Gunn-Branham football game Friday, for Plastic Alto. After November 4, there may be some interest in the Palo Alto Weekly using my coverage of the final couple Gunn football games — but November 4 seems far away: how many Titans will be left in uniform by then? I also wonder about selling my stories as a chapbook or broadside: Titan City.

I ran in to my favorite school board member Camille Townsend, who said she is “follower” number 33 at Plastic Alto. Later today, at a Pace Gallery opening in MP, I met Kyle Morrow and Emily Jagoda, and shot some photos of them. (Star shot Kyle and I thinking Duane Hanson in front of Jim Dine — which Emily labeled “dynamite”; turns out the piece caught Terry’s eye as well).

I did acknowledge that a previous post used info or statements Keith Peters told me in private. That xxxx’s.

edit to add:this says 2,929 words, although most of it was previously published; this is post 910. Did I mention that I also saw candidates Greg Scharff (council) and Katherine Crystal Foster (who I call Chrystal F, is running for school board) in the lobby of the Weekly. I should also post the photo of publisher Bill Johns watering the plants at 450 Cam.

I mention Peters 20 times on this page. If you type “Keith Peters” into the internal search function here, you get references to the 10 original contexts this mash-up comes from. Also, and total red herring, the New York Times had article I would read — perhaps in a parallel universe — about Absolute Warhol campaign by Stuart Elliot and about fourth down conversions in the NFL. I admit that I don’t know how to account for the fact John Reid of the Daily News said Nozo scored on 4th-and-12 whereas I have it as 4th-and-2.

Also I misidentified Larry Merchant the sportswriter somewhere. He wrote a cool article about Joe Namath, in 1971, something about being the hippie that appealed to squares.

I have a hunch Beneath the Underdog by fantasy GFL team got 40 points in Week 2.

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Kudos to Coleman, MacFoundDaddy

in a perfect world M-Base would be giving artists and activists $500,000 grants, but today's laurels for Steve are a good step, a giant step even

in a perfect world M-Base would be giving artists and activists $500,000 grants, but today’s laurels for Steve are a good step, a giant step even

Steve Coleman won a MacArthur Genius grant. He joins Steve Lacy, Corey Harris and many others.

M-Base, his thing. Not sure how it works. It says in his bio he was part of the Stanford Jazz Workshop, mid-1990s. Went to Illinois Wesleyan.

Would play somewhat obscure halls in Oakland, I recall.

I’ve never seen him play.

A vocalist from Stanford, Jen Shyu is in his crew.

Kudos.

edit to add: you say “booya” we say “sooya”…

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Great football writing, part II

hut 1:

Devon Cajuste told me,the night of his 3-td performance against we the people’s black nights — compared to the private cardinal robber barons — that he had never heard of Dwight Clark and the Catch but is a Cowboys fan. His mother, Andrea Cajuste, seems a genuine fan well-beyond what she might have picked up merely watching her son, although she does fly in or fly out for every match — as in,look for her in Seattle. Meeting them, I was tempting to zip up to Seattle –Terry has an art show there, coming up, in theory we could deduct the trip — but I also have Taylor Ho Bynum, who I think of as quite a catch, playing Lytton Plaza Saturday at 1 so no-go and no chief (Seattle) not all things are connected. Some are near misses. Isn’t it pretty to thick so, and run a 4.37 forty and be six-four and a nice guy. I also suggested he track down Dr. Paul Maggio m.b.a since his Plan B or Plan not-NFL is medicine. Irv Weissman — my fellow Dartmouthian — is already his advisor, duly noted. Devon the Duly.

Palo Alto -- come for the football, stay for conga drum lessons in Lytton Plaza, where Devon and I met, August, 2014

Palo Alto — come for the football, stay for conga drum lessons in Lytton Plaza, where Devon and I met, August, 2014

And speaking of duly noted, Devon the Dude, Devon the Duly, Tom Dooley — and I have to be the only football writer bridging the Kingston Trio (“lay down your head Tom Dooley”) and Joe Namath, — Tom Dooley was also a German ringer on the 1994 World Cup U.S. soccer team — Steve “Scoop” Almond’s book against football is 13 times more popular than John Schulian (check that TK), so far at Amazon, in terms of the number of reviews so far:

hut 2: and I hope i never have to explain why i go here
Yukica was terminated by Edward Leland, the athletic director for Dartmouth College, after back-to-back disappointing seasons in 1984 and 1985. Although Yukica was offered standard compensation for the remaining 18 months of his contract, he instead chose to file suit against Leland in New Hampshire Superior Court for breach of contract. Based on various procedural irregularities regarding Yukica’s dismissal, Judge Walter Murphy, a former football coach, issued two temporary injunctions against Leland and Dartmouth College. With the case gaining increased press, partly due to testimony at preliminary hearings by coach Joe Paterno of Pennsylvania State University, and college football recruitment already under way, Dartmouth settled out of court and Yukica went on to coach Dartmouth for another season before resigning.

Although the case never went to trial, Yukica v. Leland has been hailed by the American Football Coaches Association and others as setting an important precedent in sports law. The case also affected how coaching contracts were written, particularly at the college level.[1]

Reminds me that I once said if not published in the Daily Dartmouth, as sports editor in fall 1983, something about Yuckica that his problem, predictability, was summarized: you run-a the ball on first down, then run-a the ball on second down, then you pass-a the ball on third down and …wait for it YOU KICK THE BALL ON FOURTH DOWN. pun on yoo-keek-sounds-like-“kick”-a, if you are Irving Berlin writing his first ditty circa 1920 about the little marathon man who ran the wrong way, the baker. Dorado? (TK)

hike: the actual argument

edit to add, November 23 that is to say eight or nine weeks later and the day after the Big Game: I taped the Big Game and watched it in speed-mode, forwarding thru the commercials and at times special teams. My favorite player #89 Devon Cajuste did not score, although a running back I had never notice, Remound Wright I think had four TDs a Big Game record. Devon has 28 catches on the season, equal to his junior year total, but for 480 not 640 yards and 3 not 5 TDs, so probably to him and maybe NFL scouts a letdown. Not sure why. Other than that the offense was lagging compared to the rest of the conference, and it has been defense carrying them. Stats. So QED it was that one day I saw he and Andrea his mother that he got all his 3 TDs, between playing congas with Mike at Lytton Plaza and drinking chowder with Sam and I. Med school, I recall, is plan B. But I think he is fit enough and fast enough to take a shot at pro sports. Reminds of my Harbaugh comedy routine wherein I suggest that he quit the game to play in a world beat band.

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Street music at Lytton Plaza

IMG_20140916_195404422a man calling himself Neil Young Jeezy lit up the night Tuesday and made Jake.1410927796359

Not fade away, if you vine it: Terry came by and shot us:

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Gunn Titans football the best 956th ranked team in the nation, no doubt: Just say ‘Nozo’

NOTE: CHECK BACK SOME DAY FOR THE UNCENSORED VERSION OF THS

Gunn football 18 angry young men

Gunn football 18 angry young men

Gunn travels to Branham of San Jose Friday in search of their first “W” although so far, despite the 0-and-2 they are closer to the “L” hand-signal in Ed Lee/ MC Hammer “Too LEGIT” than the finger and thumb of San Jose (Lynbrook, since you asked) grad Greg Camp’s Smashhit “All Star” (for “loser”).

MaxPreps says Shinichi Hirano’s team is ranked 956 in the state. Wow. What does that even mean. They only play ten times. It would take a couple years to sort 956 teams. And why? (And this from the guy who has a list of 1,000 sax players…my bad).

Nozo Imanaka has four touchdowns of 20 or more yards.

The team features a corps of eight young men (!) who play every down, i.e., two-way, and another 10 (!) who rotate in, for situation and special teams, plus maybe nine practice players, the injured and soon to be eligible.

I think this is a story.

Meanwhile here is what I turned in to Keith Peters, xxx xxx, xxx xx xxxx xx xx xxxxxx xx xxx xx xxxxxx xxxxxx Xxxx Xxxxx xxxxx #@&^?

Compared to what they ran with here. And a great photo of Nozo’s catch, by Butch Garcia, the Pinoy Ansel Adams. But it is kinda fucked that this runs under a headline about Sacred Heart, excuse my nippon forerunner.

I actually bought the book version of When The Game Was Tall, which is part of the reason I enlisted here.

Gunn lost to Carlmont 24-19 Friday despite two crowd-pleasing touchdowns by senior Nozo Imanaka, in front of 500 fans in Palo Alto.

Gunn football prospect Felix Adams, 10, trains for his 2022 varsity debut; he is nephew of former Titan Bob Adams class of 1980

Gunn football prospect Felix Adams, 10, trains for his 2022 varsity debut; he is nephew of former Titan Bob Adams class of 1980

The compact multi-purpose back had a 65-yard punt return score in the third quarter and caught a 25-yard fourth-and-2 heave on a go pattern from classmate Noah Riley earlier, giving him four touchdowns of more than 20 yards already this year.

Six-foot-one-inch 176-lb linebacker Dietrich Sweat meanwhile punched above his weight to help contain the Scots, who feature D-1 sized backs like Willie Teo-Clifton and Dominic Blanks. The gutty Titans play eight boys two-way and another 10 in situations and special teams.

Gunn travels to Branham of San Jose next Friday, in preparation for the El Camino League season which starts October 3 against Fremont.

“We need a little more turgor” Gunn coach Shinichi Hirano said. “We bend but don’t break. Maybe we bend less next time.”

Hirano looked fairly pleased for a winless coach, Gunn having let San Mateo squeak by 27-20 the week before. Perhaps he liked the festivities surrounding the game, with Gunn celebrating 50 years of academic, social and athletic excellence, with alumni guests augmenting the band and pep squads and new PAUSD superintendent Glenn “Max” McGee among the revelers.

“You never want to start a game with a turnover, but overall we are doing great, and we play four quarters, a full 48 minutes each game,” Hirano said.

Gunn rallied from a 24-6 deficit, with a Sharod Miller touchdown reception, two fumble recoveries, and a fourth-down defensive stop by sophomore nose-guard Andrew Maltz keeping things interesting late into the fourth quarter.

Branham is about 30 minutes away, according to the search maps function on this here doohickey, if you take 280 to 85 past 17 and get off Camden exit. I would hope the bulk of those 18 families will check it out. The suspects would include people with names like: Maltz, Riley, Larson, Bibo, Sweat, Li, Gong, Rothstein and that Bret Baird guy. I actually think Gunn played Branham in basketball once, back in the day. (We won, obviously. We were 22-5, then 28-3).

edit to add, here and on Weekly:
I think Gunn, win or lose, should have their own thread, and not be subsidiary to Sacred Heart.

I am not alone.

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Chop Keenan as Lester Maddox: he may be a hick, but he’s our hick

I am saying we should be making money, public sector, on the phenomenon of tech miracle; we don’t have problem attracting tech. We have the opposite.

On Conway:
Web Link

and the connection back to the topic is that the tech people are causing, indirectly, the parking problem the RPP will try to remedy; it’s really the builders.

And if you don’t like, or know, Corey Harris, how about Randy Newman (and I’m taking a few liberties, ala your dad, Leland Levy):

Builder, they’re builders
they don’t know Degas from a hole in the ground.
They’re builders.
They’re keeping the Residents down.

(Music by Randy Newman, 1974; additional lyrics by Mark Weiss, 2014)

that’s from my post under Steve Levy, and here is the background, via wiki:
“Rednecks” is sung from the perspective of a Southern “redneck”. In it he expresses his dismay at the way that the North looks down upon The South. In particular the narrator describes his ire at watching a “smart-ass, New York Jew”[1] mock Lester Maddox on a television program. (This is an allusion to Maddox’s 1970 appearance on The Dick Cavett Show whose eponymous host is actually a gentile.)[2] In response to his frustration at the television show, the narrator goes on to list, sarcastically, a litany of negative qualities that Southerners are reputed to have. He focuses especially on institutionalized racism, or, as the narrator puts it: “keeping the niggers down.”

As the song ends, the narrator turns the knife on judgmental northerners, calling them out as hypocrites.[3] He achieves this by singing that the “North has set the nigger free” and then sings African-Americans are only “free to be put in a cage,” and then lists a number of black ghettos in northern cities (e.g. Roxbury in Boston, East St. Louis and Harlem in New York City) The song’s final lyric is: “They [the Northerners] gatherin’ ’em up, from miles around/Keeping the niggers down.”

Writing in the Los Angeles Times, Randy Lewis said Newman had “peeled back the curtain on… bigots and hypocrites” with this song.[4]

Steve Earle recorded a country-grunge cover of “Rednecks” in 2006 for the tribute album Sail Away: The Songs of Randy Newman.[5]

Newman’s opinion[edit]
Newman has called “Rednecks” one of his favorite compositions. He said he wrote the song after watching Maddox’s appearance with Cavett and “seeing him be treated rudely… they had just elected him governor, in a state of 6 million or whatever, and if I were a Georgian, I would have been offended, irrespective of the fact that he was a bigot and a fool.”[2]

Newman said that having written “Rednecks” he felt he had to explain where he was coming from, which led him to write “Marie” and “Birmingham”, two other songs that ended up on his Good Old Boys album.[2]

This is Randy Newman, “Kingfish” from same album; maybe Joe Simitian is our Huey Long. Chop I note, is not actually an elected official but calls himself the Czar.

Here is the actual lyric. Not sure how I got from “fool” to “hick” other than the Keenans own or did own rice farms in Central Valley. My deal with Keenan, or with myself apropos of Keenan and 456, is that I would stop obstructing the SAP HANA-haus until 6 months after it opens, and even try to book talent into the room, on a 100-cap stage area, because Chop told me personally that it would “rock”. I thought, whether he agreed or not, that I was gonna check in end of August, so I’m kinda overdue. Not sure they see it that way and would want to meet me.

Last night I saw Lester Maddox on a TV show
With some smart-ass New York Jew
And the Jew laughed at Lester Maddox
And the audience laughed at Lester Maddox too
Well, he may be a fool, but he’s our fool
And if they think they’re better than him, they’re wrong
So I went to the park and I took some paper along
And that’s where I made this song

I recall that when I saw this it struck me that Mrissa could shake it pretty well for a millionaire.

and this reminds me that no you are not going to see me poppin’ in a video, and that I am more in Greg Camp’s camp, with a finger in the shape of an L on the forehead:

There a true funny story about sitting next to Greg Camp incognito on flight from Burbank to San Jo and mid-flight he says "I'm Greg Camp" to the guy on aisle and I, discussing his work.

There a true funny story about sitting next to Greg Camp incognito on flight from Burbank to San Jo and mid-flight he says “I’m Greg Camp” to the guy on aisle and I, discussing his work. the guy on the aisle wanted to contact Nick Cave and I sequed into Camp.

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Oral communications about Taylor Ho Bynum free show Saturday Sept 20 at Lytton Plaza

I am sitting, 8:15 on a Monday and already 45 minutes, we the people, our council, maybe my dinner, behind schedule.

At 8 p.m. moved closer to 8:30, I will, in 3 minutes, try to say this:

(about my free concert, by Earthwise Productions, this Saturday at Lytton Plaza)

This Saturday, September 20, 2014, at 1 p.m., my company Earthwise Productions, is hosting a free concert at Lytton Plaza, featuring Taylor Ho Bynum t a y l o r h o b y n u m, a trumpet player, cornet, and his special guest Ben Goldberg, a Bay Area based clarinet player.

This will be jazz music, and improvised, some Jimmy Giuffre, and Ornette Coleman, plus works of their own — they are composers, and total improvisation.

Of note is that Taylor Ho Bynum is actually biking to his concert from San Francisco, and then continuing on, to Henry Cowell Park, near Santa Cruz.

He is actually a biking enthusiast, and is biking from Vancouver Canada to Los Angeles and playing 8 gigs along the way, doing a century each day, 100 miles.

He is in Arcata today, 13 days into his ride, and plays Los Angeles with anthony Braxton trio in LA seven days after us.

I had read of his tour, and his Sept 19 show in SF and asked if you would route thru Palo Alto to play for us.

Earthwise was founded in 1994, as a spin off of Bay Area Action Earth Day, and has produced more than 200 shows in Palo Alto, in 20 years.

This is about the sixth or seventh event Earthwise has produced at Lytton Plaza, all free, featuring nationally and internationally known performers.

Citizens are invited to bike to the event and we are hoping to induce Taylor Ho Bynum to exit Palo Alto post-concert via Bryant Street the Ellen Fletcher Bike Boulevard and we hope the effects wil be a group ride thru the six miles of Palo alto bike path, before he and his support team head west over the Foothills towards Henry Cowell Park.

Taylor Ho Bynum , free concert at Lytton Plaza this Saturday from 1 to 2. Bring your bikes.

I have no idea if there will be five or 50 people there — but I encourage you all to attend. Our backup location might be the historic train station, or the foyer of Stanford Theatre or maybe in front of the Greg Brown mural on Bryant at University, but the vibe will start at Lytton Plaza — its’ a bit of an experimental event, which fits with the music per se. It’s Earthwise, which means moves with or like the earth, natural systems, not mechanistic or industrial. It flows.

He’s doing 15 shows in a bit more than a month, biking from Vancouver to Tijuana.

I may fight the buzzer (at 3 min) with this, or exeunt while still reading:

Tay’s words:

I see the entire trip as a kind of composition. Like all my music, it looks to combine the predetermined, indeterminate, improvised, intuitive and structured into an organic whole. The endeavor is an act of composition, a performance art piece, a philosophical statement, a celebration of musical community, and an exercise in extreme physicality. For me, there are clear analogies between choosing to travel by bike and choosing to pursue a career in creative music: the trip may be slower and more arduous, but it is ultimately more rewarding in its acoustic pleasures and unexpected delights.

this is 548 words so in theory I can do this inn 3

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Unknown Palo Alto solidier, circa 1969 by Hardy, named

In the wake of the Ehren Tool show, Jim Hardy found my blog and then posted some descriptions of the events that inspired his art, meant to honor a fallen comrade.

He mentioned the name of the soldier who, years later he noted, had “Palo Alto” written on his helmet, the detail that sparked my interest.

It wasn’t until after I bothered the mother and the younger brother of the man, that I read Hardy’s account of the Veterans’ Art show years later, that described Hardy’s regret and embarrassment, in that while the art was meant to honor M_, the fact of the work hit B_ in such a way, as one might well imagine.

I think Palo Alto should honor B-. We do have, as commissioner Beth Bunnenberg has pointed out at recent Historic Resource Board meetings, a monument, or several, at 27 University, as well as the fact that MacArthur Park restaurant building, is actually a monument, in that it is a former Officers Club or rec hall for soldiers, the first of it’s kind in the U.S. circa 1920.

I am wondering about something about Hardy, M_, and B_ perhaps in Seale Park. (Where I had previously suggested naming either the new restrooms, the basketball court or the park itself for my teammate Kent Lockhart, three bounce passes from our current POTUS — Lockhart, to Duncan to Obama).

Or maybe we can honor B_ and other Vietnam War heroes — or post-Vietnam heroes, if we fold in Gulf Wars I and II — we have a Agent Robert Parham on the police force, for instance, living — at the former Fry’s site, which powers that be are pushing towards 500 units of housing: how about 200 units of housing and Memorial Park, on 7.7 acres?

Thank you to the family of B_ for your gift to our country and community, these 45 years, and sorry if it has taken local leadership so many years to feel your feelings. God bless B_.

(I redacted his name, until we hopefully get the family’s blessings or officially acknowledge B_)

Hardy’s carving:

artwork by Jim Hardy, depicting a solider who had written PALO ALTO on his helm

artwork by Jim Hardy, depicting a solider who had written PALO ALTO on his helm

A detail of the photo that was taken 20 years prior, and days before the ambush:

Detail of photo, infantry, from Vietnam War, 1969

Detail of photo, infantry, from Vietnam War, 1969

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Nu serif and Gunn fiddy

Terry Did This

Terry Did This

Nine oh four on a Saturday and I am loitering at Peet’s, the one with the Greg Brown nun and plane, and if you see me at the Gunn 50th you may note that I am wearing the same green knit golf shirt I wore last night at the game. Oops.

I hope to shower between then and the Stanford game, to which I am going thanks to a re-gifted gift from the Rothsteins and the Libolts. (The tickets say “$0.0” so I guess there is no FPPC paper work, right?). Actually I am either taking one, two or the third Rothstein (#40) or returning the tickets so that one of the three combo’s therein can see our tax dollars at work.

I wrote 50 dirty jokes in honor of Gunn 50 and KRON’s Janelle Wang. Not sure I will have nerve to ask her whether, if I read this at a comedy open house, would she come?

There was another Gunn funny man on the cover of the Weekly and I mean to comment there something about stealing Marsh McCall’s date once. Marsh was the Oracle humor columnist and spun that into a job writing for first Conan O’Brien and then “Just Shoot Me” (David Spade). The other editors once asked me to fire him once and it was a scene out of “Of Mice and Men” but I couldn’t get him to think about rabbits because I got squirrely, and the rest is his story. Marsh said something about Aaron Kaufman sneezing too hard and his head caved in. Or, as Tom Harbeck recalled years later, the school dean, Stormin’ Norman, catches “Shep” a fictional character smoking a cigarette and says “Take that thing out of your mouth” and Shep goes “Where would you like me to stick it?”. And he makes $1,000,000 a year retainer from Brillstein and Gray, classic.

And that could end up as one of my 50 Janelle wang jokes. In a pinch.

….

We got the ghost of Bon Scott on our team, or our boys’, no doubt.

Good on Phil Bibo and Matt Maltz for the right amount of wine, women and song to put points on the scoreboard, and that is not a Kim Kempton reference. Go, Jamie, as well. And Bonnie and Janet are smiling of course.

Good on Phil and Matt for the right amount of weed, women and song to put the points on the board for Gunn and PIE here.
Oh, shoot, I am on the wrong page.

This is not my report but we will see if Keith Peters updates this:
n a night when the school began a three-day celebration of its 50th anniversary, the Gunn football team came up short in a 24-19 nonleague loss to visiting Carlmont. The Titans (0-2) trailed 24-6 before rallying for a pair of touchdowns to make the game close for the second straight week. Gunn fell to San Mateo in its opener, 27-20.

Nonleague
Carlmont 737 7—24
Gunn 0 6 0 13 — 19
Carl — Kumamoto 3 run (Albaum kick)
Carl — FG Albaum 51
Gunn — Imanaka 28 pass from Riley (kick failed)
Carl — Blanks 50 run (Albaum kick)
Carl — Thompson 1 run (Albaum kick)
Gunn — Imanaka 65 punt return (Riley kick)
Gunn — Miller 19 pass from Riley (run failed)
Records: Carlmont 2-0; Gunn 0-2

Max McGee (I call him “Bill”) and I traded lines from “Men Of Dartmouth” in the fourth quarter of Gunn – Carlmont and it worked: two fumbles recovered, a fourth down stop and two TDs. Thanks, Max! (He’s our new PAUSD supe and a Dartmouth intramural gridiron legend). Moments earlier I was hearing Gunn legend Don Briggs give total recall and therefore muffed my stats table I was preparing for Keith Peters…I will chug.

Max McGee Dartmouth '72 singing, Mark Weiss Dartmouth '86 cracking up -- and yeah that's Don Briggs Gunn SPAL champion stage right

Max McGee Dartmouth ’72 singing, Mark Weiss Dartmouth ’86 cracking up — and yeah that’s Don Briggs Gunn SPAL champion stage right

Take two:

Weiss singing, McGee prompting, and Don Briggs putting gris gris on the Scots

Weiss singing, McGee prompting, and Don Briggs putting gris gris on the Scots

Update, three Devon Cajuste touchdowns later:
Gunn suffered its second straight close nonleague defeat on Friday, despite two crowd-pleasing touchdowns by senior Nozo Imanaka.

The compact, multi-purpose back had a 65-yard punt return score in the third quarter and caught a 25-yard fourth-and-2 heave on a go-pattern from classmate Noah Riley earlier, giving him four touchdowns of more than 20 yards already this year.

Gunn’s 176-pound linebacker Dietrich Sweat, meanwhile, punched above his weight to help contain the Scots, who featured Division I-sized backs like Willie Teo-Clifton and Dominic Blanks. The gutty Titans had eight players go both ways and another 10 in situations and special teams.

“We bend but don’t break,” said Gunn coach Shinichi Hirano. “Maybe we bend less next time.”

Hirano looked fairly pleased for a winless coach, Gunn having let San Mateo squeak by 27-20 the week before. Perhaps he liked the festivities surrounding the game, with Gunn celebrating 50 years of academic, social and athletic excellence, with alumni guests augmenting the band and pep squads and new PAUSD superintendent Glenn “Max” McGee among the revelers.

“You never want to start a game with a turnover, but overall we are doing great, and we play four quarters, a full 48 minutes each game,” Hirano said.

Gunn rallied from a 24-6 deficit, with a Sharod Miller touchdown reception, two fumble recoveries, and a fourth-down defensive stop by sophomore nose-guard Andrew Maltz keeping things interesting late into the fourth quarter.

With just about two minutes left, Riley threw a short pass to Forrest Larson on a fourth-and-7 situation, coming up two yards short of keeping the final drive alive.

I will post my original draft later, to compare the Peterized version to the Weisspure. One thing, in case my editor suggests playgerism, John Reid of the News was kind enough not to push me out of the interview post-game with Hirano, even pausing after two questions to let me take a turn. As he crossed the field to catch the Carlmont new coach and kicker, I chatted with the Gunn coach another fifteen minutes. Reid mentioned Carlmont’s use of “the Wildcat” — hiking the ball directly to one of their backs, while, as it happens I recall turning to Matt Maltz, a former Gunn linebacker who I also think of as my Terman flag-football teammate, he at guard and me at left tackle, although I switched to flanker on 3rd downs (!), and we both were on defense two-ways, me at left end he and blitzing or stunting linebacker, and asking him what they call that, a wrinkle coming in after our playing days. Matt shrugged. I may or may not have said “wild cat” as likely I said “perspicacoius cat or jumping calaveras frog” and didn’t, on deadline, and especially since Gunn’s Bubba Larson, in the third quarter spritzed himself and my notebook and notes with his Gatorade bottle’s issue, use it or try to suss it out. On the other hand, Matt came running up to me in the fourth quarter — I admit I was momentarily distracted by the confluence of Gunn legend Don Briggs, the quarterback of the undefeated SPAL champion Titans back in 1969, and Max McGee, our new PAUSD prexy, to note anything beyong the hooping and hollarin’ of a play going our, or Gunn’s — no cheering in the press box — way: That was my boy! Matt said, of Andrew, who, we believe made the stop on 4th-and-2. To be journalistic, and Matt’s long-time, since 6th grade at Fremont Hills advocate, I went up to Reid, a real pro, and said “Did you get that, 74?, on the stop?” and John Reid said “Seventy-four, Maltz? I had it as 24?” So our version becomes reality. I believe Matt. There is no 24. (Willie Mays). I also have here above but not in the version for the Weekly that Briggs down there somehow brought some of that SPAL championship mojo. Anyhow, good luck to Andrew Maltz, Matt and Jamie’s bouncing boy (300 pounds, letter from the Cornhusker’s taped to the Fridge), named for our ol’ running buddy, perhaps, the DayOne dasher, the Emerson flasher, ARZ? Did I mention I introduced Matt and Jamie, more or less? We all, with my then-date and an extra set of Y chromosomes, went to Scorpions and Ted Nugent I think it was, at Cow Palace, sophomore year, me in a 1980 red Camero commandeered from Key Chevy, driving. (As compared to a purloined van, which brought a bunch of us to Candlestick for the Stones, but maybe not Matt and Jamie — who actually remembers the 1970s, early 1980s?)

I got about 10 more photos I could paste, not to be braggin’. Back in Black. Cold as Ice by Weiss. (who today would want a Foreigner reference in their masthead? — Ornette, peoples).

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