Great sports-themed album covers
With cd sales tanking (by nearly 50 percent since 2000) along with the economy and record stores going under by the score, album artwork ought to be placed on the endangered species list. So let us give thanks for
Bands and artists such as Radiohead, U2 and
Music history is loaded with iconic album covers, but this space would like to pause this week to tip its battered cap to those that have employed a sports theme (notables and favorites are below).
If you want iconic,
Speaking of Pink Floyd, the repackaging of their first two albums as
Of more recent vintage, the punchy Boston sports scene fixture Dropkick Murphys went with a boxing theme for
These babies are a dying art.
The week brought
On a more painful note, the zoo relieved Santino of his gonads in an effort to calm him down.
Those who thrill to competitions that involve food were no doubt hyperventilating during last weekend's
It seems that a group of fans, disgusted by baseball's dalliance with performance-enhancing elixirs, have decided to
(Okay, they're really only asking for a $13 donation -- half the price of the aveage major league ticket -- and they're offering suggestions about where to donate it.)
It's a nice idea, and one imagines that were will be considerable support in places like New York, where there is already serious grumbling in the ranks of longtime season ticket-holders who have been priced out of the two new emporiums or had their seats relocated to a spot with the pigeons in the outer boroughs.
Hey, we love the international pastime as much as the next space, but we hope we can be forgiven for our inability to work up an elevated pulse for the World Baseball Classic. Unlike the good folks in other nations, we Amuricans -- based on what this space has been hearing and reading and feeling of late -- seem just a tad jaded by the whole affair, although that stirring upset of the Dominicans by the Netherlands on Tuesday night did serve to disturb the torpor a bit.
The theory here is that the lack of widespread facepaint and chest-thumping in the U.S. of A. is due to All-Star burnout as much as a preference for spring training and fear of injury to one's big league team's stars. Besides the four major sports conducting their own annual All-Star clambakes, you got your continual stream of assorted world cups and world championships and an Olympics every two years. The novelty of the concept has worn thin, especially since the world's best talent tends to come here to play baseball, hoops, hockey and football on a daily basis. The WBC can also feel a tad contrived when teams are padded out with marginal major leaguers and Italy has "a lanky righthander from Brooklyn." Naples, sure. Brooklyn, not so authentic.
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The space always tries to keep its ear to the ground, so while sleeping off a nice chianti it seems we overheard rumblings that the New York Mets are about to sign some guy named Santino
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