Magic Jewball

You know, I was going to put the blog on hiatus since all my news is bad news and it’s not even bad news I want to share. But oh happy day, folks! There is finally some bad news I’m willing to post about. I had gambled and won; the tickets I had put down for in our family plan long, long ago, did indeed turn out to be the day the US Open draw and schedulers had determined David Nalbandian would play. There will be good weather. He is playing on a court with plenty of open seats. It is tomorrow!

And then today he pulled out with an injury [insert wah wah sound].

I feel pretty, pretty sure I will get a sunburn and food poisoning tomorrow. Also, someone will spill their drink on me.

Could this summer have been more awesome?

Since I fell in love with The Wire this summer, I think I’ll let Omar answer.

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I was going to entitle this post “Sheeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiit,” because I do not like two posts beginning with the same word right next to each other, but I understand that some people don’t like profanity in their Facebook feeds, so I am reduced to being repetitive. Plus, if Depeche Mode can title two songs on the same record “Question of Time” and “Question of Lust,” who am I to be anal?

In our sometime series, “I do not think that song means what you think it means,” I present this commercial.

The song is about a couple who dream of moving on up out of poverty to a real two story home but work so hard to attain it and all the lovely objects that fill it, that they lose each other. So they end up having all the things and the status but no love. Just like George Jones and Tammy Wynette!

NOW DON’T YOU WANT THIS TRUCK?

I also am posting it because I’m having a tough time in my life right now and this song reminds me of my childhood, of listening to country music on WHN with Brother2, and the lovely world you live in where your parents worry about you and not the other way around.

Also because I wouldn’t mind a two story house myself.

Full song:
George Jones and Tammy Wynette – Two Story House

Well, both.

I wanted to say a lot of cliched things about how the Olympics inspire people to do the best they possibly can and to push the outer limits of what humans can do. But in the end, I decided to just post this photo of Juan Martin Del Potro, sobbing uncontrollably after winning the bronze medal for Argentina.

In tennis, as in most team sports, it’s better to win the bronze than the silver, because the silver means you narrowly lost the gold, whereas with the bronze, you narrowly avoided getting nothing and being no better than the guy who lost in the first round.

But then again, as Meredith and Matt so classily reminded us, the vast majority of Olympians win nothing. But don’t they inspire you anyway? So remember: announcers blow and athletes rule. You have to be in it to win it, as they say, and I think they all won it. Especially Juan Martin Del Potro.

Photo from J. Finney/Getty.