Category Archives: football

Before the tickertape

20120208-090458.jpgIt was another exciting day in lower manhattan. As a patron pointed out, one day of this was more disruptive than three months of OWS.

December Cookie Contest

While watching the Patriots lose badly last night I hatched a genius marketing scheme. Last month, we here at fly into the mystery had our most traffic ever. To encourage your obsessive interest in my blog, I am giving away cookies. This is a bit unfair, as Bethany has already won this week’s contest.
These are Sweet Pumpkin Cookies from the Moosewood Restaurant New Classics(2001). They are quite delicious, so I fell asleep after eating six and didn’t have to watch the excruciating last quarter of the game.
Also! Did you know the postal service is in trouble? I love the postal service. I love getting mail and sending mail. I sent over one hundred postcards this year- and got some beautiful cards back. It is only 8 cents more than a text message! So here is Bethany’s package:
Don’t you wish that was in your mailbox? There will be another cookie comment contest next week. Watch this space!

How did I miss this?


Football and uh, dogfighting

caperraincoatMalcolm Gladwell breaks it down in the latest New Yorker. Playing football, even on a high school level, leads to measurable brain damage. He makes an extremely uncomfortable comparison between dogs’ desire to please their masters leading them to suicidal behavior in the ring, and football players’ drive to play the game through all injuries to please their fans and coaches. We owe the players big for their devotion, according to Gladwell, and we have failed them. I’m afraid I agree. The game is untenable. And still fascinating.

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The Real John Henry and Michael Vick

One in thirty-one adult US citizens is either in prison, parole or on probation. This is absolutely fucking crazy. Some of my colleagues back in Brooklyn are doing amazing work with prisoners, in juvenile detention centers, even doing storytime on Riker’s Island. But, as was pointed out in an excellent training session we had- Everyone who works with the public works with prisoners and their families. That’s where we’re at as a nation.

This book is a quick thriller about one historian’s discovery of the real John Henry, mythologized in the song. He was a freed slave, imprisoned for ten years on trumped up charges in Reconstruction Virginia. To satisfy the need for laborers for grueling work on the railroad, prisoners were provided at one quarter the going wage. They died by the hundreds of black lung and were buried in hidden graves on the grounds of the penitentiary. Some survived and they spread the song and the story of John Henry (and how the system screwed him.) I had never thought before about the history of the disproportionate number of African Americans imprisoned that started once they were freed.

What does this have to do with Michael Vick? (Former quarterback of the Atlanta Falcons, now in disgrace) Well, he’s a black man who’s been to prison. What does his story tell us about our culture? Football has some disturbing parallels to dog fighting itself, the way it uses up its athletes, leaving them physically wrecked and with brain damage if they play too long in the league. How do you think the media would be talking about this if he had been convicted of hurting his wife? The media is debating whether he should be allowed to play again, as if it were something that pundits could decide. I’m very curious to see where he ends up playing and how it’s spun.