Tuesday, February 20, 2018

In Prince’s eyes I saw something better than myself

I realize this isn’t the only Prince tribute you’ll read today. But I want to talk about something specific, his eyes. By Andrew J. Pridgen After a couple beers tonight, I’ll start talking about Purple Rain; but not about the music or the motorcycle or the Oscar win from a now-defunct category because the Academy decided nobody could do Best...

The day I fell for Alan Rickman

-OR- Why I always wish it was John McClain instead of Hans Gruber who gets pushed off Nakatomi Plaza. By Andrew J. Pridgen It's no secret my love for Die Hard. I love the fact that I always ask myself new questions every time I watch it: Why didn’t one of the German terrorists drown in the giant fountain of the lobby...

Turns out the Eagles didn’t totally suck

I used to believe Glenn Frey was pop music’s Antichrist...until it dawned on me, he might have been the Eagles’ (and my) savior. By Andrew J. Pridgen I grew up fucking hating the Eagles. It was for a lot of reasons and really none of them were about the band or its songs. To me the Eagles were the worst (see: most...

The Trinity of West Coast Baseball

Is this heaven? No, it's California. By Kyle Magin There’s a place, somewhere near the sun’s resting place, where baseball is still told as a story. Octogenarians and a sexagenarian do the telling in tasteful suits on TV and over the airwaves. They contextualize Yasiel Puig or Madison Bumgarner’s dazzling ability in baseball’s century-old saga with charming anecdotes woven in and...

Arnold Palmer and the Past Perfect

The course will be left alone to rot and deal with the wind off the shoreline and the fiery waves crashing against the rocks. An errant scrap of paper will blow by like a tumbleweed to remind the sky above that we were once here. The King, it can be said, is dead. By Andrew J. Pridgen There is a...

We got a lot: 25 incredible things about Point Break on the day of its 25th Anniversary

Special thanks to Pt. Break scholar emeritus David W. Briggs for calling this one out this a.m. By Andrew J. Pridgen If you’re expecting a link-bait piece about the amazingness of Keanu and Swayze and that unclaimed piece of meat in Baja that turned out to be Rosie, well, fine — you got me. But there’s a lot more to Point...

I am none of the surprised that 2016 stole Alan Thicke from us just under the wire

…Oh I will waste another minute on my crying tonight. By Andrew J. Pridgen Saturday, August 27, 2016 might be one of the greatest sports days of my life. It started in an Uber in West Hollywood looking for a liquor store that sold Colt 45 Blast en route to Dodger Stadium and ended with a toast at famed hole-in-the...

Frank Gifford’s CTE diagnosis casts the NFL’s sepia years in harsh light

We learned last week the good old days of the NFL were just as bad if not worse for a player’s health. The league built its tough-guy image on a hit that Frank Gifford was on the receiving end of in 1960. A hit that forced him to take a year and a half off and prompted his family...

Serena Williams is the Sting of tennis…and that’s a good thing

How many more decades do Serena and Sting have to toil and dominate before we stop treating them like the belt loop for which society hangs its mobile device and start giving them their due as today's GOATs? By Andrew Pridgen It’s like there should be three 30 for 30 documentaries about Serena Williams. One for each generation of tennis she’s...

What I know of Don Solem

Donald L. Solem, 74, died Thursday, Jan. 5, 2017 at his home in Mill Valley. Donations can be made in his name to SupplyBank.org. By Andrew J. Pridgen I was chatting up Dick Spotswood at some cocktail reception for some ballot measure in the fall of 1997. I had no idea who Dick Spotswood was, but he was next to...