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Post by pippsheadache on Nov 6, 2022 17:19:31 GMT -5
As you would know better than I, the old "Sugar Bowl" was a classic old Art Deco stadium, replaced by the sterile soulless Louisiana Superdome. Fortunately I did get to attend a game there, the 1972 Sugar Bowl between Penn State and Oklahoma. Looking it up I found that Tulane Stadium at the end had a capacity of about 80,000, compared to the current Yulman Stadium at 30,000. Tulane Stadium expanded over the years as it accommodated first the Sugar Bowl and later the Saints, but even so it had a capacity of 35,000 when it opened in 1926. Yes, final and greatest capacity of Tulane Stadium was 80,985. The New Orleans Saints played there until the Superdome was completed, which always confused some, as the capacity of the Dome to this day has never exceed much over 76,000+ with people standing in the concourses. But, with all the rain, humidity, mosquitos, gnats, and other crawling and flying pests, it was nonetheless a novelty and one of the first of its kind. I prefer outside venues for sporting events. The Superdome was IMO vastly superior to the Metrodome in Minneapolis (worst of the lot) or the Kingdome in Seattle or the Carrier Dome in Syracuse, no question. Really not bad as domes go, but like you I strongly prefer the sky above. And I loved Tulane Stadium in my brief acquaintance. |
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Post by rizzuto on Nov 14, 2022 9:32:24 GMT -5
The New Orleans Saints are now 3-7, following Sunday’s loss to the Pittsburgh Steelers. That is their worst record after ten games since 2005 and Hurricane Katrina, which was also the year before they hired Sean Payton. Too many Saints’ fans were tired of Payton and happy when he “retired” after last season. Now, they have what they wanted: Life without the best head coach the franchise ever had.
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Post by kaybli on Nov 14, 2022 9:47:43 GMT -5
The New Orleans Saints are now 3-7, following Sunday’s loss to the Pittsburgh Steelers. That is their worst record after ten games since 2005 and Hurricane Katrina, which was also the year before they hired Sean Payton. Too many Saints’ fans were tired of Payton and happy when he “retired” after last season. Now, they have what they wanted: Life without the best head coach the franchise ever had. Sorry to hear about your Saints. I’m sitting pretty with Brian Daboll and the Gmen at 7-2! 😆 |
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Post by chiyankee on Nov 14, 2022 22:41:34 GMT -5
The Saints were the only team that Mike Tomlin had never beat in his head coaching career, so at least he got that off his record. A small thrill in what's been a lousy season for the Steelers.
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Post by desousa on Nov 19, 2022 18:31:43 GMT -5
My Gators took another one on the chin today, losing at Vanderbilt for the first time in 34 years. Anthony Richardson threw for over 400 yards, but the offense only gained 45 yards on the ground. I will give Coach Billy Napier a flyer on this season because these are not his players, but from what I've seen they need better athletes and play calling. Definitely not up to par with the elite of the SEC.
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Post by rizzuto on Nov 19, 2022 21:18:53 GMT -5
My Gators took another one on the chin today, losing at Vanderbilt for the first time in 34 years. Anthony Richardson threw for over 400 yards, but the offense only gained 45 yards on the ground. I will give Coach Billy Napier a flyer on this season because these are not his players, but from what I've seen they need better athletes and play calling. Definitely not up to par with the elite of the SEC. Napier has a reputation as an excellent recruiter. At University of Louisiana at Lafayette, he got the Ragin' Cajuns to the top 20 in the rankings (and a few players in the NFL), which was the first time in decades. He is an offensive coach who is a former devotee and understudy of Nick Saban at Alabama. |
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Post by pippsheadache on Nov 20, 2022 11:54:56 GMT -5
My Gators took another one on the chin today, losing at Vanderbilt for the first time in 34 years. Anthony Richardson threw for over 400 yards, but the offense only gained 45 yards on the ground. I will give Coach Billy Napier a flyer on this season because these are not his players, but from what I've seen they need better athletes and play calling. Definitely not up to par with the elite of the SEC. Napier has a reputation as an excellent recruiter. At University of Louisiana at Lafayette, he got the Ragin' Cajuns to the top 20 in the rankings (and a few players in the NFL), which was the first time in decades. He is an offensive coach who is a former devotee and understudy of Nick Saban at Alabama. All of the Top Four struggled yesterday. Michigan and especially TCU were fortunate to avoid losing. Ohio State and Georgia both looked beatable. USC is making a late charge. That was a great game with UCLA. What a difference Lincoln Riley has made. So Rizz, University of Louisiana is what used to be Louisiana-Lafayette and SW Louisiana? They're like the Angels. Can't settle on a geographic designation. |
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Post by rizzuto on Nov 20, 2022 15:58:14 GMT -5
Napier has a reputation as an excellent recruiter. At University of Louisiana at Lafayette, he got the Ragin' Cajuns to the top 20 in the rankings (and a few players in the NFL), which was the first time in decades. He is an offensive coach who is a former devotee and understudy of Nick Saban at Alabama. All of the Top Four struggled yesterday. Michigan and especially TCU were fortunate to avoid losing. Ohio State and Georgia both looked beatable. USC is making a late charge. That was a great game with UCLA. What a difference Lincoln Riley has made. So Rizz, University of Louisiana is what used to be Louisiana-Lafayette and SW Louisiana? They're like the Angels. Can't settle on a geographic designation. Yep, Pipps! Officially, it is still University of Louisiana at Lafayette (sometimes referred to as Ooh-La-La), as I doubt the LSU system stranglehold would ever allow a name change that would in anyway misconstrue that Louisiana State University was not the flagship of higher learning in Louisiana. So, there will likely never be a Florida State and University of Florida situation. When my father attended, the university was named Southwestern Louisiana Institute of Liberal and Technical Learning (SLI). Incidentally, it was the first all-white university in the South to desegregate. When all my siblings attended, it was named University of Southwestern Louisiana (USL). By the way, I spent the day yesterday with my old college roommate (LSU) who now lives about an hour away in Granbury, Texas. We had a couple Old Fashioned's - and for some reason I think of you now anytime I have a cocktail.  When I met Lance, he was rather famous in and around New Orleans/Baton Rouge for being state champion and national champion in racquetball. In fact, he was the first person in Louisiana to be national champion in racquetball (there have been two more in the last 40 years since). I learned that fact walking to class one day, when a random guy came up to him and said, "Hey, aren't you that racquetball guy?" I then turned to Lance and said, "What's racquetball?" Talk about sheltered growing up in the sticks!  It's analogous to being friends with John McEnroe and asking quite innocently, "What's tennis?" Lance gave me my first racquet, taught me the game, mechanics, strategy, etc. Incidentally a few weeks ago, he played doubles against former MLB player Jeff Conine, who is a longtime racquetball guy. |
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Post by pippsheadache on Nov 20, 2022 17:17:48 GMT -5
All of the Top Four struggled yesterday. Michigan and especially TCU were fortunate to avoid losing. Ohio State and Georgia both looked beatable. USC is making a late charge. That was a great game with UCLA. What a difference Lincoln Riley has made. So Rizz, University of Louisiana is what used to be Louisiana-Lafayette and SW Louisiana? They're like the Angels. Can't settle on a geographic designation. Yep, Pipps! Officially, it is still University of Louisiana at Lafayette (sometimes referred to as Ooh-La-La), as I doubt the LSU system stranglehold would ever allow a name change that would in anyway misconstrue that Louisiana State University was not the flagship of higher learning in Louisiana. So, there will likely never be a Florida State and University of Florida situation. When my father attended, the university was named Southwestern Louisiana Institute of Liberal and Technical Learning (SLI). Incidentally, it was the first all-white university in the South to desegregate. When all my siblings attended, it was named University of Southwestern Louisiana (USL). By the way, I spent the day yesterday with my old college roommate (LSU) who now lives about an hour away in Granbury, Texas. We had a couple Old Fashioned's - and for some reason I think of you now anytime I have a cocktail. When I met Lance, he was rather famous in and around New Orleans/Baton Rouge for being state champion and national champion in racquetball. In fact, he was the first person in Louisiana to be national champion in racquetball (there have been two more in the last 40 years since). I learned that fact walking to class one day, when a random guy came up to him and said, "Hey, aren't you that racquetball guy?" I then turned to Lance and said, "What's racquetball?" Talk about sheltered growing up in the sticks! It's analogous to being friends with John McEnroe and asking quite innocently, "What's tennis?" Lance gave me my first racquet, taught me the game, mechanics, strategy, etc. Incidentally a few weeks ago, he played doubles against former MLB player Jeff Conine, who is a longtime racquetball guy. Hah, I love Ooh-La-La. Maybe they can do something with that school in Indiana that has some jarring acronym like IUPIU (that's probably not right, but it's close.) You can do me no greater honor than give a brief thought my way when downing a classic cocktail. As long as stout-hearted men like Desousa are making them, I am drinking them. The Old Fashioned is on any knowledgeable imbiber's short list of honored drinks. An unequaled pedigree, and from what I can see still very popular. Maybe there is some slight hope for our civilization after all. My father-in-law played racquetball into his 90s, although he was bitter when he finally conceded that he had to stick with doubles. I used to play squash, but had never played racquetball until I took on my then-future father-in-law when he was about sixty. I couldn't get over the hurdle of the different rules -- you could play the racquetball off the ceiling, you could hit it anywhere off the front wall, you didn't have to serve into the opposite box, the racquet (it's a racket in squash) was fat and short -- it seemed like an anarchist version of squash. He cheerfully kicked my ass but still made no effort to stop me from marrying his daughter. Are you still playing? I haven't played squash in ages. Great story about your friend and his racquetball status. And Jeff Conine!! Mr. Marlin!! |
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Post by rizzuto on Nov 20, 2022 18:55:07 GMT -5
Yep, Pipps! Officially, it is still University of Louisiana at Lafayette (sometimes referred to as Ooh-La-La), as I doubt the LSU system stranglehold would ever allow a name change that would in anyway misconstrue that Louisiana State University was not the flagship of higher learning in Louisiana. So, there will likely never be a Florida State and University of Florida situation. When my father attended, the university was named Southwestern Louisiana Institute of Liberal and Technical Learning (SLI). Incidentally, it was the first all-white university in the South to desegregate. When all my siblings attended, it was named University of Southwestern Louisiana (USL). By the way, I spent the day yesterday with my old college roommate (LSU) who now lives about an hour away in Granbury, Texas. We had a couple Old Fashioned's - and for some reason I think of you now anytime I have a cocktail. When I met Lance, he was rather famous in and around New Orleans/Baton Rouge for being state champion and national champion in racquetball. In fact, he was the first person in Louisiana to be national champion in racquetball (there have been two more in the last 40 years since). I learned that fact walking to class one day, when a random guy came up to him and said, "Hey, aren't you that racquetball guy?" I then turned to Lance and said, "What's racquetball?" Talk about sheltered growing up in the sticks! It's analogous to being friends with John McEnroe and asking quite innocently, "What's tennis?" Lance gave me my first racquet, taught me the game, mechanics, strategy, etc. Incidentally a few weeks ago, he played doubles against former MLB player Jeff Conine, who is a longtime racquetball guy. Hah, I love Ooh-La-La. Maybe they can do something with that school in Indiana that has some jarring acronym like IUPIU (that's probably not right, but it's close.) You can do me no greater honor than give a brief thought my way when downing a classic cocktail. As long as stout-hearted men like Desousa are making them, I am drinking them. The Old Fashioned is on any knowledgeable imbiber's short list of honored drinks. An unequaled pedigree, and from what I can see still very popular. Maybe there is some slight hope for our civilization after all. My father-in-law played racquetball into his 90s, although he was bitter when he finally conceded that he had to stick with doubles. I used to play squash, but had never played racquetball until I took on my then-future father-in-law when he was about sixty. I couldn't get over the hurdle of the different rules -- you could play the racquetball off the ceiling, you could hit it anywhere off the front wall, you didn't have to serve into the opposite box, the racquet (it's a racket in squash) was fat and short -- it seemed like an anarchist version of squash. He cheerfully kicked my ass but still made no effort to stop me from marrying his daughter. Are you still playing? I haven't played squash in ages. Great story about your friend and his racquetball status. And Jeff Conine!! Mr. Marlin!! Lance and I actually spoke about squash yesterday, agreeing that overall it is a more difficult game than racquetball. I really do want to get back into activities like racquetball, but I am afraid there is a knee surgery in my near future before that happens. Lately, my right knee (basketball injury in 1996 compounded by the motorcycle accident in 2015) has been barking, and I have an appointment with an orthopedic surgeon waiting to be scheduled by my general practitioner. The racquets now are enormous, much different than the ones I started with in 1983-84. Like tennis, I think both games were better with the old technology. More nuanced, skilled, and differences in style. And, while you were absent for a brief time, some co-workers from San Antonio visited Dallas and invited me for drinks at some place in Irving called The Ginger Man. I wanted a Mojito, but they had no mint, so in honor of you and Desousa, I ordered a Sapphire and tonic, then a Hendricks and tonic. Admittedly, I am out of practice and forgot to demand Schweppes. Still, I lifted the glass to you both and said a prayer for HeAmyHa. I really slept well that night. Unfortunately, I am solely a social drinker, so my knee occasionally keeps me up at night.
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Post by pippsheadache on Nov 20, 2022 21:13:15 GMT -5
Hah, I love Ooh-La-La. Maybe they can do something with that school in Indiana that has some jarring acronym like IUPIU (that's probably not right, but it's close.) You can do me no greater honor than give a brief thought my way when downing a classic cocktail. As long as stout-hearted men like Desousa are making them, I am drinking them. The Old Fashioned is on any knowledgeable imbiber's short list of honored drinks. An unequaled pedigree, and from what I can see still very popular. Maybe there is some slight hope for our civilization after all. My father-in-law played racquetball into his 90s, although he was bitter when he finally conceded that he had to stick with doubles. I used to play squash, but had never played racquetball until I took on my then-future father-in-law when he was about sixty. I couldn't get over the hurdle of the different rules -- you could play the racquetball off the ceiling, you could hit it anywhere off the front wall, you didn't have to serve into the opposite box, the racquet (it's a racket in squash) was fat and short -- it seemed like an anarchist version of squash. He cheerfully kicked my ass but still made no effort to stop me from marrying his daughter. Are you still playing? I haven't played squash in ages. Great story about your friend and his racquetball status. And Jeff Conine!! Mr. Marlin!! Lance and I actually spoke about squash yesterday, agreeing that overall it is a more difficult game than racquetball. I really do want to get back into activities like racquetball, but I am afraid there is a knee surgery in my near future before that happens. Lately, my right knee (basketball injury in 1996 compounded by the motorcycle accident in 2015) has been barking, and I have an appointment with an orthopedic surgeon waiting to be scheduled by my general practitioner. The racquets now are enormous, much different than the ones I started with in 1983-84. Like tennis, I think both games were better with the old technology. More nuanced, skilled, and differences in style. And, while you were absent for a brief time, some co-workers from San Antonio visited Dallas and invited me for drinks at some place in Irving called The Ginger Man. I wanted a Mojito, but they had no mint, so in honor of you and Desousa, I ordered a Sapphire and tonic, then a Hendricks and tonic. Admittedly, I am out of practice and forgot to demand Schweppes. Still, I lifted the glass to you both and said a prayer for HeAmyHa. I really slept well that night. Unfortunately, I am solely a social drinker, so my knee occasionally keeps me up at night.
How was your most recent excursion? Sorry about the groaning knee Rizz. That would definitely make it tough to be at your best in racquetball. Great exercise it is. I know more about tennis than racquetball and concur that the older technology made for a better game, especially for us rank amateurs. Squash I think moves faster than racquetball -- at least I know the ball hurts more when you get hit with it -- and is more tightly structured. But I don't think I'll be playing it again any time soon. Good for you getting out to the Ginger Man. Like one of my early heroes Dr. Johnson, I celebrate tavern life and the conviviality of the regulars and the nearly universal high-caliber of bartenders anywhere in the world. Bless you for propagating the faith with a G&T -- although a Mojito is a first-rank drink itself, no question. In some ways, to me, the Schweppes is more important than the gin, absurd as that may sound. I dabbled in the craft tonics or high-end brands -- Fever Tree, Q, Top Note, etc. -- but I keep finding regular old Schweppes to be my best match. A lifetime of habit I guess. I do NOT like the other popular brand, Canada Dry, although obviously many people do. Nothing unfortunate about being solely a social drinker. It's undoubtedly healthier for you, although I never have a problem, as the Aussies say "drinking with the flies." Too old to change now. Our trip to Shenandoah was a last-minute thing. We were beat from all-day poll work on election day and wanted a quick head-clearing getaway to work more on hiking at higher altitude than we get here. There are cabins there at a place called Skyland dating back to the late 19th century -- we love stuff like that -- no TV, little WiFi connection, barely enough heat to stay warm -- sitting on a ridge overlooking the beautiful Shenandoah Valley, just off of Skyline Drive. Almost Heaven, as the song said. We are always happy when we are hiking, and there was still enough fall color to spice things up and enough exertion trudging 10-15 miles every day to justify a big omelette and bacon and potatoes at a 6 AM breakfast. |
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Post by rizzuto on Nov 20, 2022 22:28:15 GMT -5
Lance and I actually spoke about squash yesterday, agreeing that overall it is a more difficult game than racquetball. I really do want to get back into activities like racquetball, but I am afraid there is a knee surgery in my near future before that happens. Lately, my right knee (basketball injury in 1996 compounded by the motorcycle accident in 2015) has been barking, and I have an appointment with an orthopedic surgeon waiting to be scheduled by my general practitioner. The racquets now are enormous, much different than the ones I started with in 1983-84. Like tennis, I think both games were better with the old technology. More nuanced, skilled, and differences in style. And, while you were absent for a brief time, some co-workers from San Antonio visited Dallas and invited me for drinks at some place in Irving called The Ginger Man. I wanted a Mojito, but they had no mint, so in honor of you and Desousa, I ordered a Sapphire and tonic, then a Hendricks and tonic. Admittedly, I am out of practice and forgot to demand Schweppes. Still, I lifted the glass to you both and said a prayer for HeAmyHa. I really slept well that night. Unfortunately, I am solely a social drinker, so my knee occasionally keeps me up at night.
How was your most recent excursion? Sorry about the groaning knee Rizz. That would definitely make it tough to be at your best in racquetball. Great exercise it is. I know more about tennis than racquetball and concur that the older technology made for a better game, especially for us rank amateurs. Squash I think moves faster than racquetball -- at least I know the ball hurts more when you get hit with it -- and is more tightly structured. But I don't think I'll be playing it again any time soon. Good for you getting out to the Ginger Man. Like one of my early heroes Dr. Johnson, I celebrate tavern life and the conviviality of the regulars and the nearly universal high-caliber of bartenders anywhere in the world. Bless you for propagating the faith with a G&T -- although a Mojito is a first-rank drink itself, no question. In some ways, to me, the Schweppes is more important than the gin, absurd as that may sound. I dabbled in the craft tonics or high-end brands -- Fever Tree, Q, Top Note, etc. -- but I keep finding regular old Schweppes to be my best match. A lifetime of habit I guess. I do NOT like the other popular brand, Canada Dry, although obviously many people do. Nothing unfortunate about being solely a social drinker. It's undoubtedly healthier for you, although I never have a problem, as the Aussies say "drinking with the flies." Too old to change now. Our trip to Shenandoah was a last-minute thing. We were beat from all-day poll work on election day and wanted a quick head-clearing getaway to work more on hiking at higher altitude than we get here. There are cabins there at a place called Skyland dating back to the late 19th century -- we love stuff like that -- no TV, little WiFi connection, barely enough heat to stay warm -- sitting on a ridge overlooking the beautiful Shenandoah Valley, just off of Skyline Drive. Almost Heaven, as the song said. We are always happy when we are hiking, and there was still enough fall color to spice things up and enough exertion trudging 10-15 miles every day to justify a big omelette and bacon and potatoes at a 6 AM breakfast. When Dr. Samuel Johnson had completed his lexicography, the first real English dictionary, he was visited by various delegations praising him, including a group representing London's Respectable Womanhood, who in his parlor congratulated him for his work and especially for his decision to exclude all "indecent words" from his dictionary. To which, Dr. Johnson replied, "Ladies, I congratulate you on your persistence in looking them up." |
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Post by maizeyanks on Nov 27, 2022 16:12:08 GMT -5
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Post by kaybli on Nov 27, 2022 16:13:49 GMT -5
What you smiling about maize?  |
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Post by rizzuto on Nov 27, 2022 16:15:51 GMT -5
What you smiling about maize? It's not about LSU, that's for certain. Actually, I had a feeling they were going to lose at College Station, and told my brother that I believed they were in for a let down, looking forward to Georgia in the SEC championship game. |
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