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And now, back to our regularly-scheduled program...
Halls of Fame were all the rage today.
(Incidentally, Derek Jeter will be making his way to Cooperstown next week, so we'll deal with that then)
The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame named their latest class, and frankly, I don't care. I feel no anger or pleasure at the announcement. I suppose, to an extent, that's a good thing.
The inductees are Depeche Mode, The Doobie Brothers, Whitney Houston, Nine Inch Nails, The Notorious B.I.G. and T-Rex. Jon Landau and Irving Azoff are the recipients of the Ahmet Ertegun Award.
I mean, OK. Sure.
I have nothing against any of these acts. I liked a few and didn't care about the others. We can skip the "Whitney Houston and Biggie aren't rock" discussions, because that debate is long gone. She had one of the great voices ever and he was hugely influential on rap.
Maybe someone else would have excited me, but I'm content to feel nothing over this, so there will be no Harold Baines-esque meltdown.
The Pro Football Hall of Fame also named a new collection of inductees. Bill Cowher and Jimmy Johnson were both announced over the weekend. Earlier today, Steve Sabol, Paul Tagliabue, and George Young were named as contributors. The players named are Harold Carmichael, Jim Covert, Bobby Dillon, Cliff Harris, Winston Hill, Alex Karras, Donnie Shell, Duke Slater, Mac Speedie, and Ed Sprinkle.
I'm particularly pleased about Sabol, Young, Cowher, and Shell.
Plus Alex-freaking-Karras! We're talking about George Papadapolis -- Webster's Dad!
And more importantly...MONGO from Blazing Saddles. Mongo liked candy and was only a pawn in the game of life.
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