Cufflinks R Us

Here are some beautiful cufflinks, suitable for use just about anywhere–except Cincinnati.

These beautiful cufflinks would look great at work, out to dinner, even courtside–if, for instance, you were the coach of a Big East basketball team.

But we no longer concern ourselves with such things. Basketball is too emotional. Cufflinks are more predictable.

If you went to Cincinnati and found yourself mauled by a Bengal tiger or a “Bearcat,” you would want something sturdier than these cufflinks between yourself and the animal.

But Bengals and Bearcats are subject matter for other weblogs. We are going to focus on cufflinks from now on.

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“Very meticulous, serious-minded and highly disciplined”

Paul Brown 1906-1991

Some really disappointing things happened yesterday, at a place in Cincinnati named after Paul Brown. Let’s not talk about the disappointing things. Let’s try to forget. Let’s try to move on.

Many questions ran through my mind yesterday afternoon. One of them was: Who is Paul Brown?

Turns out he was perhaps the greatest football head coach of all time.

[Short article. Long article.]

Tigers! Bengals?

First of all, did you know that in Europe, they put fried eggs on their club sandwiches?

This is something I never knew. I was reading a column in the Financial Times, a British newspaper. In order to make sense out of what I was reading, I had to put two and two together.

The column only makes sense if a club sandwich requires a fried egg. The man who wrote this column lives a high-flying life, to which it will be hard for us to relate. Nonetheless his is an entertaining tale of sandwich enjoyment (or regrettable lack thereof).

Secondly, let me apologize for allowing SIX hours to go by since the Hoyas beat the Memphis Tigers in overtime before I got on this blog to whoop it up.

Yeahhhhh!!!!!

Yeeeeahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!

I couldn’t get to this sooner because the overtime ended literally at the very moment I had to go over to church to prepare to celebrate Holy Mass. And I just haven’t had a free moment in the past four hours. But let me repeat:

Yeeeeaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!

Last year, Memphis went to the NCAA finals. Admittedly, this year they do not have Derrick Rose. In fact, the Tigers do not have a point guard at all.

The Tigers made mistakes this afternoon. But so did the Hoyas. And the Hoyas couldn’t buy a bucket for long stretches of time. Somehow Georgetown pulled the game out nonetheless.

(Web facsimile. Actual banner does not look like this.)

The lead changed in the game 18 times. There were 15 ties.

When the game went to overtime, the Hoyas had more gas in the tank when they needed it.

I was sitting in the Verizon Center last night during the Caps game, looking up at the banners in the rafters. One of them reads: Georgetown Hoyas, NCAA Champions, 1984.

It would be nice to have another one of those.

Meanwhile…Redskins? Please? (1:00 kickoff tomorrow)