As we all know, despite its official name, the Big 12 conference is composed of ten members.
That’s not a bad thing. For one, it allows every conference school to play every conference opponent during the regular season. That’s the best way to determine a conference champion, unless you’re an idiot. Like Bob Bowlsby. But I digress.
The thing is, there’s a lot to appreciate about a round robin schedule. Unless you’re Jeff Long, that is.
… If there was any doubt how valuable a conference championship game was going to be in the College Football Playoff era, Arkansas athletics director Jeff Long made the message pretty clear; it’s pretty important.
Long, who chairs the selection committee for the College Football Playoff, was a guest in the broadcast booth for a short Q&A on the SEC Network during the Arkansas spring game Saturday afternoon. During his interview Long was asked about the College Football Playoff and the value of playing a conference championship game in the eyes of the selection committee. In his response, Long said the 13th game played by those in conference championship games was a factor for the selection committee. Baylor and TCU only played 12 games, with the Big 12 not holding a conference championship game.
So, you see, in the bigger picture, it doesn’t matter if a conference produces a champion in the optimal way of running the gauntlet of playing every other school in the conference. It only matters if it produces a winner of a conference championship game.
I’m sure some of you can explain to me how this in no way devalues the regular season.
It’s an understatement to write that Bob Dylan has authored a lot of great music.
For what it’s worth, my favorite Dylan song isn’t from the sixties. It’s something he cut in the early ’80s, “Blind Willie McTell”. “BWT” is a blues number, ostensibly about how the old singer can’t be matched these days. But it’s really an incredible meditation about the human condition.
The music – Dylan on piano, accompanied by Mark Knopfler on acoustic guitar – is as stark and beautiful as a Cormac McCarthy passage. The bleakness of the lyrics is a perfect match. And speaking of the human condition, if there’s a better lyric to summarize that than
Well, God is in His heaven
And we all want what’s His
But power and greed and corruptible seed
Seem to be all that there is
I have yet to hear it.
I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve listened to this song. But it still moves me like very few others. It’s really just an amazing piece of work.
To me, the most amazing thing about the song is that Dylan left it off the album for which he recorded it, Infidels. (It wound up surfacing on one of the official Bootleg albums, fortunately.) He’s never given a clear reason for what strikes me as a weird lapse of judgment. Artists. What are you gonna do, sometimes?
Sigh. We lost another great last week, as John Renbourn, one of the giants in the British folk scene, died. He was one of the mainstays of Pentangle, which put out a few brilliant albums. He also compiled a number of noteworthy solo albums. His work with his fellow Pentangle guitarist, Bert Jansch, shouldn’t be missed. (I saw the two of them in concert once; to call their performance dazzling would almost be an understatement.)
Anyway, here’s an example of his style, which ranged over about as broad a spectrum of musical genres as is possible for a guitarist to play.
More links to clips here, if you’re interested.
Man, yesterday was a rough day to be a live bulldog mascot. Try these headers on for size:
Anybody check on how Uga’s spring break is going? Just sayin’.
For once, something not inspired by somebody’s death, or a 40-year old memory of mine.
This is something I came across last week. I’m the occasional sucker for a well-played piece of pop fluff, and The Rebel Light’s “Strangers” fits the bill nicely. In fact, I can’t get the damned thing out of my head. So maybe it’ll stick in yours, too.
Very California, no?
Upon reading that Chuks Amaechi’s first name is Nigerian for “only God knows”, this was the first thing that jumped into my head:
If Brian Wilson never wrote another song besides “God Only Knows”, he’d still be a genius.
I saw Delbert McClinton last night. It’s the best show I’ve ever seen a 74-year old man put on. It’s always a pleasure to watch a guy who loves to perform and connect with his audience. He and his band definitely didn’t mail in a single note.
I don’t know if you’ve had the pleasure of listening to his stuff before. He works around the area where honky-tonk and R & B converge and he’s got a voice that’s made in America. He’s been at it for decades, so needless to say he’s got as rich a song catalog as anyone out there.
Here’s a taste. It’s the song he closed with last night and it’s one of my favorites, the slightly Stones-y “Every Time I Roll The Dice”. Enjoy.