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January 30, 2009


I thought she was just fantastic in Hard Candy. Which I'd thought at first was an Andrew Vacchs novel by the same name in movie form, so I was braced for worse.


Bottom line: It was a good, close game that came down to the wire. Unless you have a dog in the fight - which I didn't - that's about as much as you can ask for.

I love parity.

As for the ads, I thought the Bob Dylan one was good - even if it will piss off those that view it as a sell out.

I also thought Bruce did a pretty good job - all things considered. Compared to McCartney and the Rolling Stones, Bruce looked like a 20-something with all the energy he had. Especially coming out of the gate.

that's about as much as you can ask for.

That's what I hope for year after year, though by the end of this game I was actively rooting for the Cardinals.

Halftime show I enjoyed the most out of the past four Super Bowls was Tom Petty's.

The Stones were an embarrassment.

"Gary: I got another strong recommendation from a friend Sunday on Ellen Page's "Hard Candy," although it did not come with your "warning," which I appreciate you passing along."

It's an extremely intense film, with barely more than two characters, an alleged child molester, and an accuser who may or may not be unhinged. It's a tour de force, and Page is fantastic, but, as I said, not at all a family film, or in any way a rollicking comedy. It's really really good, though, if you're up for it.

JM: "I still believe that Holmes did not get both feet down on the last TD. However, replay has to show incontrvertible evidence to overrule a call on the field. I think if the ref had called him out of bounds, the replay would have ruled the call correct."

I know this seems to be a minority view, but I have never been much for replay.

My gut instinct is usually 60-40 on interference penalties, fumbles and challenges on the spotting of the football. But I'll give it 80 percent (in the affirmative) on those did-he-get-both-feet-down-in-bounds calls. And, of course, I am not an NFL referee, who I think are better than they are given credit.

My gut told me, "Touchdown," when I saw the Holmes play live; same thing with the Harrison touchdown before half -- both simply great displays of athleticism; the Holmes TD was so brilliant it overshadowed the great throw by Big Ben, who I forgot to add upthread as a possible Hall of Famer if his career continues on the path it has started.


I believe the "other" Arizona receiver, Anquan Boldin is a free agent, and I'd love to see him wearing Eagles green next season. There were rumors, which I believe, that we tried to get him last season for Lito Sheppard, and I'd say the Cardinals were smart to take a pass.



I generally like good dark movies -- and, just from what you have told me, I am intrigued by even by the title -- so I will probably like Hard Candy. Also, I mentioned I hadn't seen any of the five Best Picture nominees, but am thinking about taking the wife to see Slumdog Millionaire for Valentine's Day since it falls on a Saturday this year (easy day to get a sitter).


Is the weather going nuts where everyone else lives?

After three or four straight weeks of temps in the teens, 20's and 30's, it was in the 50's yesterday and today in Newark, Del. -- and tomorrow it is supposed to go right back to the 30's, with snow showers.

No wonder the BTFB household is feeling sick. Danny stayed home from school with a very sore throat and I came home from work at 3, feeling totally crappy.

After three or four straight weeks of temps in the teens, 20's and 30's, it was in the 50's yesterday and today in Newark, Del. -- and tomorrow it is supposed to go right back to the 30's, with snow showers.

Same here in DC. Wonderful yesterday and today until this evening, now back to the 30s.

As for James Harrison: I would note the unintentional block thrown on Fitzgerald on the sideline by his own team that likely slowed him up enough to allow Harrison to score.

I believe the "other" Arizona receiver, Anquan Boldin is a free agent, and I'd love to see him wearing Eagles green next season.

See, I thought this too during the season, but the local NY media corrected me recently - with rampant speculation about the Giants trading for Boldin.

He's not a free agent, but he's very upset about his current contract. Especially relative to Larry Fitz's far more lucrative deal.

"Wonderful yesterday and today until this evening, now back to the 30s."

We were thrilled to have 2 days in a row in the 30's, now back to the teens. I love Chicago in the winter.

Plagues, and the end of the world.

John: You live in Chicago, but are a Brewers fans? There must be a story behind that.

Yeah. Born in Chicago but lived in Wisconsin from 2nd grade through college plus a year. Grew up a Braves fan, cried like a baby when they left, Brewers came in my senior year in college.

Been a fan since. Being married to a Cubs fan has made life intesting at time. One son is a Cubs fan, the other a Brewers fan.

Of course I am also a Packers fan, and all three are against me on that one.

hairshirthedontist: Looking at the Phillies 2009 schedule during a very quiet moment here at work, Wendesday, June 17 -- 7:05 game versus Toronto looks like it would work for me (off on Wednesdays). A tentative plan?

john: Being a Packers fan, have you ever been to Lambeau. If so, is it everything they say it is or perhaps a tad overrated?

Also: Where would you rate Favre among this era's quarterbacks? I'd put him fifth behind Montana, Elway, Brady, Young.

(When the late Reggie White left for the Packers -- which opened the door for your most recent Super Bowl -- I was stunned that our owner at the time, Norman Braman, who had a lot of Ebenezer Scrooge in his blood, would not buck up and pay to keep a future Hall of Famer and Philly icon in Eagles green. I covered the Eagles throughout the whole Buddy Ryan/Randall Cunningham/Reggie White/Jerome Brown/Seth Joyner/Andre Waters era, and nothing -- nothing -- I ever covered compared to that rollercoaster ride for pure entertainment and controversy. Those teams were talented and fun.

Reporters either loved Buddy Ryan or hated him -- I loved Buddy, an iconoclastic rule-breaker who was a softie at heart. He showed me a lot during the NFLPA strike -- I believe it was 1992 -- when he went against league wishes and, behind the scenes, told "his guys" not to cross the picket line and stand united. I hope his son does well with the Jets. Buddy, who is a very devoted husband and absolutely adores his horses on their small Kentucky farm, dotes on his wife who is stricken with Altzheimers.

As consistent as Reggie was, Randall Cunningham was infuriatingly inconsistent -- but what a talent, and he did things that your eyes would not believe. Jerome Brown was the anti-White: profane, loud, crazy, and a big, big kid who may have gone on to be a Hall of Fame defensive tackle if a car accident hadn't cut his career so short. No. 99 once told me his post-football dream was to open up a Kentucky Fried Chicken franchise and just live an easy country life. Seth Joyner was the most passionate player I have ever covered in any sport and was actually the leader of those White-Cunningham teams. Andre "Dirty" Waters was just an earnest, good ol' country boy who would hit the living daylights out of anything that moved in his way -- and was as gentle off the field as he was ferocious on it. His suicide a few years back was a total shock and hopefully sent the NFL a message to take concussions more seriously and aggressively assist players after their playing days who suffered numerous concussions during their career. Amazing that three players of that team's nucleus are dead; really shows you how short life can be.)

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