I went to Book Court in Brooklyn last night for the Grantland Quarterly second release. Why? Frankly, because I grew up reading newspapers, watching The White Shadow and buying Run DMC on cassette. It’s my duty. The collision of sports, pop-culture and extremely smart human people is nowhere better represented on the interweb than Grantland. Mr Simmons has created the digital (and Quarterly print) equivalent of Grand Royal, the nearly underground and mostly slept on publication of perhaps my greatest childhood influencers, the Beastie Boys. The similarities go right down to the amazing attention to design and packaging. The two sided cover of Grantland’s second Quarterly featuring original artwork from none other than Mike Monteiro of Mule Design AND a copy of the rare 70s Nike poster of George “Iceman” Gervin (I bought that same poster at Foot Locker in Richardson Square mall in 1980) is the greatest bonus gift since the Beasties included a 7” flexi-disc of Biz Markie covering Bennie and the Jets on Grand Royal issue 2.
via Grantland and Amos Barshad
Based on Sally Jenkins’ book about the Carlisle Indian Industrial School in Carlisle, Pennsylvania, Real All Americans chronicles the school’s storied football program created by U.S. cavalry officer Richard Henry Pratt, an abolitionist and early equal rights proponent who made a harrowing journey to the Dakota Territory in 1879 to recruit the school’s first students … Pratt’s football program had a stunning win-loss record (167-88-13) and produced a string of famous athletes and coaches – including Olympian Jim Thorpe and coach Glenn “Pop” Warner.
Loves us some Rembert Browne.
Speaking of the music crowd, these past three days have shown me something I never expected to witness. No one (and I mean that in the least hyperbolic way possible) rolls deeper than the employees of a start-up. No one. It’s unbelievable. I referenced the music crowd because I have long thought of “crews” as a rapper’s entourage or maybe America’s Best Dance Crew. No longer will I think like that, because the image of 10-12 adults in matching shirts walking almost in formation around the Austin Convention Center committing acts of “I’m putting my poster/sticker over your poster/sticker” terrorism will forever be seared in my brain. It’s been like three days of watching the final scene inDrumline/Stomp the Yard/Step Up 2, minus the dancing (so far) but plus the two-minute sales pitch.
Gold Jerry! Gold I tell you.
Between this and Grantland’s Wire tournament, it’s gotta be March. And to be clear, both are AWESOME.
btw. give me Six Feet Under in the upset.
Two of my favorite humans in one free podcast.
No seriously. I’m not joking. You listen to Mark’s take on Social TV. All of you. Everybody that reads this.
