My older daughter and I watched this live. We were rooting for Germany, and the first 29 minutes of the match, here condensed into 7, were simply gorgeous.
A rather long, unusual read for Sunday.
A Sumo wrestling tournament. A failed coup ending in seppuku. A search for a forgotten man.
How one writer's trip to Japan became a journey through oblivion.
Interesting time pattern: 4 from before 1940, 8 from the 70s, and 13 from the 1940s. What would account for that? Hmmm . . . .
Heck of a wipeout, dude.
It pretty much the old-fashioned way: by selling stuff people really want.
He's chasing a dream of the old days with Red Holzman. That's kind of sad--you can't go home again--but I wish him luck.
"Lucky Bounce: An incredibly accurate new formula for predicting lead changes shows just how random basketball truly is"
But . . . but . . . if there's a lot of luck involved, how will commentators and talk shows be able to spend millions of hour discussing and second-guessing?
(I think they'll somehow manage.)