Friday, March 8, 2019

To Absent Friends - Dan Jenkins

Dan Jenkins
1929 - 2019

Legendary - and it is not an exaggeration to use that word - sportswriter Dan Jenkins died last night at the age of 89.  A native of Fort Worth, Texas, Jenkins forged a career that lasted over sixty years, primarily with Sports Illustrated and later with Golf Digest.

Golf and college football were Jenkins' primary beats, and no one covered them better or more colorfully.  He also authored several books and novels, the most famous being the pro football novel, "Semi-Tough".

Back when I was in college, 1970 or -71 or so, I bought this book:


The book was a collection of Jenkins' feature articles about college football that has appeared in Sports Illustrated over the years.  I no longer have the book, and it is probably long out of print, but if you can get hold of it and are a fan of college football, you should.  My memories of it are that it was one terrific book.

RIP Dan Jenkins.

Thursday, March 7, 2019

Tom Seaver

I just saw the news that Baseball Hall of Fame pitcher Tom Seaver, 74, has been diagnosed with dementia and will be retiring from public life.  His family has asked that everyone respect his and their privacy.

This news makes me very sad.


Watching A Ballgame!

After spending the last several months decrying the tightfistedness of Pirates management and watching every other team in the NL Central seeming to get better while Neal Huntington made one dumpster dive signing after another, it was nice to settle in this afternoon and watch the Pirates actually playing an actual baseball game, albeit a Grapefruit League exhibition game.  How nice to see the green grass of the old emerald chessboard set against the backdrop of palm trees, blue skies,  and Florida sunshine.  Let's see, can lay it on any thicker?  Probably not.

Anyway, the Pirates beat the Orioles 5-4.  All Bucco runs came on solo home runs, one by short stop apparent Eric Gonzalez, one by Adam Frazier, one by a guy nobody ever heard of (and of whom we may never hear again), and two by former #1 draft pick Cole Tucker, the second of which was a walk-off dinger in the bottom of the ninth.

Cole Tucker

It was intriguing to see Tucker.  Tall and rangy, and if those two blasts he hit today can be any indication of how he can hit  - and, let's face it, it's the Grapefruit League, so we can't let ourselves get carried away - his eventual arrival at PNC Park in late 2019 or 2020 is something to look forward to.  He also appears to be a fun loving and charismatic kid, a possible future "Face of the Franchise".

When I turned the boob tube on to see the game this afternoon, it was already the fourth inning, so many of the guys on the field were minor leaguers, guys who will not be with the team come Opening Day, but so what.  More importantly, as I tuned in, Brownie and Steve were saying good-bye and thank you to GMNH for spending time with them in the booth for a few innings, so I missed hearing Neal's line of b.s., so I consider that a good thing.

Late in the game, the announcers talked about the passing of Bob Friend a few weeks back.  Steve Blass' very emotional reminiscences were quite heartfelt and touching to hear.

Lots of time in the future to analyze the team and slice-and-dice the moves of the Front Office and Clint Hurdle, but when you watch a game for the first time since the end of the previous season's World Series, it's fun to just sit back and enjoy it.  Which I did.

Tuesday, March 5, 2019

A Couple of Christie Classics (No Spoilers)

I cut my teeth as a fan of mystery, detective, and thriller novels back when I was in high school and began reading the books and stories of Agatha Christie.  It began, as I have said many times, a lifetime hobby for me and it has given me endless amounts of leisure time reading pleasure over the past fifty or so years.

Recent events have prompted me to re-read a couple of Dame Agatha's classics, both of which featured her most famous creation - Detective Hercule Poirot.

First on my list....


"The Murder of Roger Ackroyd" takes place in the small English country village (surprise!) of King's Abbot, where an older Poirot has gone to spend his leisure retirement years growing and experimenting with vegetable marrows (are you kidding me?).  When one of the more prominent residents, Roger Ackroyd, gets bumped off, Poirot's neighbor, Dr. Sheppard, who also narrates the story, and the local coppers enlist Poirot's aid in determining who was the nasty bit of goods that done in the old bloke.  Before he's through and unmasks the killer, we are made aware of poisonings, blackmail, hidden romances, and the value of village gossip in assisting Poirot in his work.

This novel was published in 1926 and was quite controversial at the time.  Why?  Well, the denouement  of this story offers a kind of a twist that had never before been used or seen in detective fiction up until then.  Critics accused Christie of "not playing fair", a charge at which Christie scoffed, and because of this twist, "The Murder of Roger Ackroyd" is considered one of Christie's most important and famous works.  Many critics consider it one of the top crime/detective novels of all time.  I can remember reading it for the first time when I was in college and actually figuring our who the villain of the story was before it was actually revealed to the reader, and as much as I read these stories, that doesn't often happen.

And the "twist" in the story that caused such an uproar?  Well, I said that the top "no spoilers" so you're going to have to read it yourself to find out.


I was prompted to re-read this one after watching the awful mini-series that Amazon Prime Video produced based upon it last month (you may recall that The Grandstander gave that series a Zero Star review!).   I am happy to say that this book, which I read while still in high school, and was one of the first Christie novels I ever read, remains a terrific read.   

In this story, published in 1936, Poirot receives a series of letters signed only "A B C" that tell of  forthcoming murders that will take place in a given locations.  The locations and the victims are presented in alphabetical order.  None of the victims appear to be related to the other, the locations are spread out along the countryside, no one has a clue as to who is doing these foul deeds or why.  Oh, and a book,  an "ABC Railroad Guide", has been left with the bodies of each victim.  It can only be the work of a mad man!!!  The story is narrated by Poirot's long time "Watson", the bumbling Capt. Hastings, and, of course, the Scotland Yard detectives investigating the series of murders merely tolerate Poirot's presence.  They think that old Hercule is long past his prime and may even now be slightly gaga (I love some of those early twentieth century British terms Christie uses), but guess who solves the whole thing in the end?

Like I said, stay away from that mini-series adaptation of "The A.B.C. Murders" now available on Amazon, but do make it a point to read this one.  It really is a classic.

Agatha Christie and her vast catalog of novels, plays and stories are sometimes criticized in this day and age as being too cozy and sterile, and not realistic.  However, when you read past the staid features of some of the characters, you realize that the crimes about which Christie writes are often quite brutal and violent.  And if much of the violence takes place "off camera", if you will, the perpetrators are no less evil than anyone you would find in a story by Dashiell Hammett, Raymond Chandler, Mickey Spillane, or current writers like John Sandford or Michael Connelly.  I have also read critics who will tell you that if social historians want to get a true glimpse of what life was like in England and Great Britain at certain points in history (in the case of these two novels, the time between the World Wars), they can get a perfect picture of it by reading the novels of Agatha Christie.

Yes, sometimes the pace of the stories may seem too leisurely, and sometimes Poirot's use of his little gray cells seem to produce conclusions that he pulls out of thin air, I maintain that if you want to spend a couple of hours with a "crackling good yarn" (as one of her characters might put it) involving an intriguing mystery, an Agatha Christie novel is a good place to start.

And re-reading "Roger Ackroyd" and "A.B.C." will no doubt prompt me to reread this one very soon...


This was the every first Christie novel that I ever read back in 1968 or so, and it is one that I have re-read every four or five years.  "And Then There Were None" was published in 1939, and it may well be the most perfect mystery story ever written.

Saturday, March 2, 2019

Sports, Money, and Morgan Freeman

Sports and money much in the news this past week......


Bryce Harper finally signed a contract this week.  It's with the Phillies for 13 years and a total of $330 million, which comes out to $25 million and change per year.  Harper will NOT be the highest played player in MLB.  That will be the Rockies Nolan Arenado at $32.5 million, and there are several others out there who make north of $25 million, including his new teammate, pitcher Jake Arietta.

There is a report out there that Harper and his agent, Scott Boras, turned down an offer from the Dodgers for four years and $180 million, which would have come out to $45 million per year.  Plus, it would have made Harper a free agent once again at the age of 30, when, assuming his career arc continues as it has over the years, he could have cashed in on yet ANOTHER mind boggling contract.

I guess it was more important to Harper (and Boras) to sign the contract with the largest total payout ($330 M) versus getting the highest single season contract ever ($45 M).  That is a real first world problem.  No wonder it took so long to hammer out a deal.  Plus, Boras gave out this memorable quote:

"It was important to Bryce to sign a contract where he knows he'll be in one place with the same team for a long period of time." (Those may not be the exact works, but that's the gist of it.)

Okay, I realize that this Phillies contract includes no-trade and no-opt-out clauses, but what are the odds that Harper will spend the entire thirteen year length of that contract with the Phillies?  I say that there is not a chance in Hell that that will happen, and I'd bet a hundred bucks to that effect.  Trouble is, that contract expires after the 2031 season, the year in which I will turn eighty, so there is a chance that if he is still with Philly then, I won't be around to see it, or to pay off or collect upon said bet.

Oh, and I can't wait to hear and see how the denizens of Citizens Bank Park are going to react the first time Harper goes into a ten game 5-for-44 slump.

However, I also know this, if the Phillies strike it rich and reach a World Series or two during the first five or six years of that contract with Harper playing a key role in their success, both the team and its fans are going to be really, really happy with the deal, and that is something that we followers of the Bob Nutting Pirates are never going to experience.


And in football, we Steelers fans are being inundated with news coverage and endless talk show bleatings about (a) negotiations of a contract extension for Ben Roethlisberger, (b) the team not "tendering" or "franchising" Le’Veon Bell, and (c), the entire Antonio Brown fiasco.

Here is what The Grandstander thinks.

(a) The QB is the most important position on the team.  They have to do this deal.  Even though Ben turns 37 today (Happy Birthday, Big Ben!), and his skills may not be what they once were.  Just don't make these negotiations turn into yet another media circus.  Fat chance.

(b) Seeya Le'Veon, and don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out.  I do admit, though, that I am interested to see where he ends up and how much money he gets.  He bet big time on himself by skipping a season last year, and he may never get back that $14.5 million that he didn't get from the Steelers last year, but we'll see.

(c) Brown is perhaps the best receiver in the NFL, maybe the best ever in Steelers history (think  about that if you will), but he is a selfish and narcissistic team killer, who quit on his coaches and teammates last season, and I hope that the door DOES hit him in the ass on his way out.  I don't care about him, and I don't care to read or hear about him anymore.  As far as AB is concerned, I refer you to the great Morgan Freeman (I know you were wondering where he came into this discussion) and this quote from "The Shawshank Redemption":

"I don't give a shit."

Friday, March 1, 2019

To Absent Friends - Roy McHugh

Roy McHugh
1915 - 2019

This past Sunday, legendary Pittsburgh sportswriter, columnist, and editor, a veteran of both the Pittsburgh Press and Pittsburgh Post-Gazette, Roy McHugh died at the age of 103.  I, of course, remembered McHugh as a great, really great, sports columnist that I remember reading regularly as I was growing up.  

McHugh retired from the PG in 1983, and  this will give you a sense of how long ago that was. I heard about his death while listening to Ron Cook's and Joe Starkey's radio show on 93.7 on Monday morning.  Both of these guys are long time Pittsburgh newspapermen, but Cook said that he "barely knew" McHugh, and Starkey said that he had no memory at all of him, had never met or known him.  When I mentioned McHugh's death  on my Facebook feed on Monday, I realized that many of the people who saw that post would have had no idea as to just who Roy McHugh was.  You live a long life, and you end up surviving everyone who might remember you.  

In his obit for McHugh in the PG, Gene Collier told the story of going out to dinner with McHugh and some other friends in honor of McHugh's 100th birthday.  McHugh shrugged the whole thing off by saying, well, it is a milestone, but after this, there is only one milestone left.  Typical McHugh observation.

I would highly recommend that you read the obit written by Gene Collier.  It tells the Roy McHugh story far better than I can:


RIP Roy McHugh

Tuesday, February 26, 2019

Oscars Thoughts.....

My observations on the Academy Awards presentation this past Sunday evening.....
  • I will start by acknowledging what has been almost universally hailed as the highlight of the evening, Lady Gaga and Bradley Cooper calmly leaving their front row seats and going on stage to sing "Shallows", the Best Original Song Oscar winner.  
  • It was a great performance, and the fact that it was presented on television from the stage, even with and  behind the performers so as to see the audience, made it even better.
  • I didn't miss the fact that there was no host for the show.  That certainly made the show move quicker as it eliminated the need for said host to crack lame jokes every time he introduced the next presenters.
  • That said, I did miss an opening monolog.  They are usually pretty funny.
  • I also missed the host coming on at about 10:45 in the night and saying "well, we've reached the halfway point, folks."  That joke is like DiMaggio's streak: it's been told at 56 consecutive Academy Awards shows, and now it's over.
  • One critique that I read of "Roma" leading up to the show was that, while it might be a wonderful piece of film making, it was also self-indulgent and the "most expensive home movie ever made".  Had it won Best Picture, I might - might - have felt complied to see it.   Now, I don't have to. 
  • I have not seen "The Favourite".  Perhaps Olivia Coleman deserved that Best Actress Oscar, perhaps she didn't (and, hey, she did give a great and heartfelt acceptance speech), but I feel really bad that Glenn Close did not win it. This was her seventh Oscar nomination, and she has never won.  She turns 72 next month, and you wonder if she'll ever get another chance.
  • I expressed my thoughts in this space a few days ago stating that of the three nominated movies that I had seen, my vote for Best Picture would have gone to "Green Book", so, say it with me now.....I believe I had that!
  • Department of How to Make the Academy Awards Show Shorter.....The performances of four nominated Best Original Songs took ten minutes and twelve seconds.  Yeah, I timed them (what a nerd).  Don't perform those songs every year and you shorten the show.  Of course, you do that and ABC cannot promote an appearance of Lady Gaga (or, in prior years, Barbra Streisand, Bruce Springsteen, or Lin-Manuel Miranda to juice up the ratings).  And of course, if you did that this year, we would have missed what was the best part of the evening (see first bullet point above).
  • I realize that the death of Stanley Donen on Saturday happened too close to the show to get his name and photo included in the filmed In Memoriam tribute, but wouldn't you think that someone, anyone, could have mentioned the loss of this industry giant at some point during the course of the show?
  • In closing, a salute to the four Oscar winning actors of 2018....
Rami Malek, Olivia Coleman, Regina King, Mahershala Ali