I’m not much of a sportsman, but one of my great-grandmother’s relatives was. He is held as one of the great practitioners of the “sweet science”, boxing. And, in the words of Bat Masterson no less, he was “peerless”. That judgement stuck with Jim Driscoll forever more. He left his mark but was denied the World…
It’s your weekly Photo Gallery! Come on in, take a look at what people have been up to over the past week and share some of your own photos.
I swear I saw a morning post here earlier. I thought Kinja was all messed up. But I guess there really wasn’t one.
So how did you spend the next to last day of your Sports Stars Week?
So... you got any interesting plans for the weekend?
Periwinkle must be busy and usually posts whichever dog she’s currently taking care of, so here’s the corgi wondering what the fuck you think you’re looking at. What’s going on here at the end of the week for you?
Morning, all! How is everyone? I keep thinking, “Can fall get here tomorrow?”
We’ve finally arrived at the end of the week. Welcome to wherever you are.
Only one day to go in this neverending slog of a week. I’m sure it won’t be that much of a challenge.
Got the feeling this week that life around you is unnecessarily complex? That a lot of what seems to be required of you could have really been accomplished with bit less annoyance, bells, and whistles? That getting from here to there honestly could have been done far more simply and calmly?
Hullo Backtalk and welcome to your sports week edition of the Thursday morning open thread.
From the sycophantic portrayal of journalists in last year’s Best Picture nominee The Post to The Handmaid’s Tale’s season two plot line casting Boston Globe reporters as literal martyrs, the media has never been so sure of its own importance. And there is no publication more wedded to this narrative than the …
Was this just a continuation of Tuesday? Because sunshine and rainbows it was not. Hell, my day started off with reading about a gang rape of a 12 year old only to be followed up a little later with reading about simulated gang rape in a kid’s video game. It didn’t really improve afterwards. How was yours?
I met Sir Henry Cooper just the once. It was at a function marking a significant anniversary for Soldier magazine. I mentioned that my father covered his bouts back at the Elephant & Castle before he became a national icon. Probably didn’t use that phrase. Anyway, he promptly told me which newspaper my dad had been…
Let’s raise our glasses and all say thanks that at least it’s no longer Tuesday.
This was definitely a Tuesday. I need a drink. What’s up with you?
Definitely feels like a Tuesday. Keep it weird.
This week we will be celebrating sports stars new and old, near and far.
I’m just gonna assume we’re still in Heat Week since it’s fucking miserable because of course the rain never showed up today like it was predicted to. How was your first day back?