So what happened?
“They’re doing a great job of scouting how we play our offense,” Heat guard Norman Powell said. “They’re up higher. They’re two, three steps up above the three. They’re denying passing lanes. They’re trying to make us play: 1) in the half court and then 2) inside the line."
I wrote here that that was how I would defend the "wheel". I also wrote that I would defend tiki-taka in soccer the same way.
Grand Jury Refused to Indict Letitia James a THIRD Time, humiliating Trump and his Prosecutors Thursday Night
3:40 pm:Fifteen Jews Now Dead in Hanukkah Attack in Australia
10:02 am:Eleven Jews Shot Dead in Targeted Attack in Australia
Brown Killer of Two in Custody
Windy City 28 Sensitive City 3, End 3Q. First downs: Wind TWENTY Sensitive City THREE. Sensitive Shedeur Sanders: 7/21, 121 yds, 0 TDs, 2 INTs, RTG 12.5. Sensitives 4th and 19 own 11. This drive: inc., inc., sack.
Mamdani City Bigs 14 D.C. 22, End 3
Jag-you-ars 41 Mamdani City Fast Planes 13, 1:43 3Q
"Jag-you-ars" 21 Mamdani City Fast Planes 7, 7:13 2Q
Mamdani City Bigs 0 Washington (where Trump-the-fascist resides) 13, 4:32 2Q
Zohran Mamdani has ambitious plans to improve the quality of life for city residents. I have not heard him address a quality of life issue of great importance to New Yorkers of all races, creeds and income levels and I suggest he get on this ASAP:
In these two books, started seventeen years apart, at least three that I recall of Hemingway's fetishes, or obsessions, or curious somethings, are repeated. One is drinking. Hem as Frederic Henry drank as much at 19 as Hem as David Bourne drank at 47. I am, therefore I drink. That was Hem's Way.
Another is hair. He loved women's hair; loved watching women brush their hair; often watched them surreptitiously when they were not aware, or in mirrors, the other recurrent curiosity (e.g. Eden 43); "She saw herself in one of the mirrors and put her hands to her hair. I saw her in three other mirrors." (Farewell 152). "'You have beautiful hair,' I said"... "I was going to cut it all off when he died" (a previous lover). "No." (Hemingway/Frederic Henry (Fairwell p. 19.) "I watched her brushing her hair...the light over the head of the bed shone on her hair and on her neck and shoulders. I went over and kissed her..." (Farewell 258) It WAS a fetish!: "The woman was waving her hair. I sat in the little booth and watched. It was exciting to watch...my voice was a little thick from being excited." (Farewell 292). In Eden, Catherine Bourne cuts her hair to look like a boy; dies her hair; takes Hemingway/David Bourne to the same hair artist (the only term for it so obsessed is she and Hemingway with hair) that she went to; insists the hair artist cut and die Hemingway/David Bourne's hair exactly the same way. In 26 years hair had become an obsession. The drinking is alcoholism, the hair was a bit fetishistic and became full-fledged, the mirrors are a bit voyeuristic.
Hemingway had already burst onto the literary scene in 1926 with The Sun Also Rises. Farewell just three years later reinforced both his standing and his writing style, stream of consciousness thought, carried off wonderfully in Farewell; the dialogue as people speak, not as auditors or fiction writers translate it sensibly into print. Speakers are often unidentified so readers who have to go back to see who spoke first in the communication pas de deux. That was Hemingway's style. Hemingway seems to express emotion in a unique (to me) repetition. "Please let's be slow and slow and slow" on page 169 of Eden; "I love you always always always--" (Eden, 55). "Couldn't you tell now and now and now..." (Eden 49). "I wouldn't mind him if he wasn't so conceited and didn't bore me, and bore me, and bore me." (Farewell, 125) Okay, that one is not emotional)). It sounds biblical to me, maybe because of the threes, although I am not a bible student. "Don't talk" (Eden, also p 169), "You don't have to keep saying it" (Eden 55), and variations, "Let's not talk about it", are Hem's Way. It's post-literate literature.
There is more symmetry in Hemingway's writing in Farewell than I can remember in any of his other works, at least in Eden. Farewell, chapter one, first sentence:
"In the late summer of that year we lived in a house in a village..."
I underlined and later, when I was near the end, went back and notated See p. 289:
"That fall the snow came very late. We lived in a brown wooden house in the pine trees..."
Hemingway plays with the yin and yang, how opposites can be made one: life and death, male and female, and so on. He wasn't the first, he wasn't the last.
In Eden, p 17 (1946) Catherine Bourne penetrates her husband David and says, "Now you can't tell who is who can you?"
Catherine Barkley in Farewell (1929):
"I'll say just what you wish and I'll do what you wish...I'll do what you want and say what you want...I want what you want. There isn't any me any more. ..."
I put an * by that passage and noted at the bottom of the page, the end of Chapter XVI, the first time I was sure:
Like Catherine (?) Bourne. It is [I underlined twice] Catherine! Catherine Barkley @ age 30 (Hemingway, Catherine Bourne, in his last years.
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This was an impressive win. Winning in London against the fifth place club--Erling frustrated and demoralized Palace with his 41' goal. Their goalkeeper later got a yellow card. Erling was given a PK anc converted They had had the better chances early, but they did not have Erling Haaland. The score line is impressive also. City are now two points back of Arsenal in second place and two goals ahead on difference. This would not be the first EPL title that was decided on goal difference. But as the undersigned has said and others more knowledgeable said today, these are the least impressive clubs at the top of the table in my memory. If ever a sporting outfit would be shamed by a win it was yesterday's Arsenal "victory" over Wolves, in which the latter scored all three goals lol. City have been a mid-table team in more than one match this season. Most times in any sport a title race comes down to who wants it most. This season in the EPL, it has been a race of who can fuck up the least.
(it ain't ending 0-1. There's no D in "Manchester City")
Tangentially, watching City having watched Arsenal last evening, I think we can say that no one is going to look back at this season’s eventual champions and rhapsodise them as a great side. The standard at the top of the table is miserable.
