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(03/25/14 4:01am)
On Friday I was lucky enough to see Billy Joel for the second time. The last time I saw him, it was a part of his 12-night run at Madison Square Garden—which involved some really sketchy counting as to how it was a 12-night run, but that’s neither here nor there. The last time I saw him, I was 11, and whatever Billy Joel songs I had heard were force-fed to me by my parents.
(03/25/14 1:00am)
Very rarely do you get a matchup that comes with ready-made narratives like Sunday’s Kentucky-Wichita State game.
(03/24/14 4:00am)
(03/24/14 4:00am)
A few weeks ago, I raved about HBO’s newest crime drama, “True Detective,” and warned you all about its irrevocable tendency to drive a previously sane person down a path of complete and utter madness—in the best way possible, of course. After deconstructing its myriad interconnected parts and scouring for what I believed—what we all believed at the time—to be “clues,” I settled on three predictions for how the season would culminate, one of which turned out to be true. Well, half true. Nevertheless, I consider myself victorious.
(03/24/14 3:52am)
This past weekend, Wisconsin headed to the Xcel Energy Center in St. Paul, Minn., to compete in the inaugural Big Ten Hockey tournament.
(03/18/14 1:49am)
Since it’s bracket week, you might be thinking about joining your dorm’s, workplace’s, or friend’s bracket pool. Here are some tips on how to approach this.
(03/13/14 5:58am)
Last week, I looked at the first four World Cup groups, including the Brazilian hosts, one of the most dominant teams of all time—Spain—and a group with Italy, Uruguay and England that could go any way.
(03/13/14 4:45am)
(03/13/14 4:45am)
So the Oscars have come and gone once again, and I know this is late but, I mean, for the most part they just sort of happened? Ellen was charming, Jared Leto plugged his band is his acceptance speech and “12 Years a Slave,” thankfully, won Best Picture (I didn’t love it like I loved “Her” and “Inside Llewyn Davis,” but it was the right choice for a lot of reasons).
(03/12/14 4:45am)
(03/12/14 4:45am)
When Telltale Games released “The Walking Dead” back in 2012, it was mostly known as the studio that was keeping alive the oft-forgotten adventure game genre with some mildly successful licensed titles. They had just come off the maligned “Jurassic Park.” The limited number of people who knew about Telltale were those paying close attention to the industry. Flash forward two years and they’re producing four different licensed series with one of the most popular game franchises in the industry.
(03/12/14 1:50am)
Wednesday marks a very tragic day in college basketball.
(03/11/14 5:07am)
(03/11/14 5:05am)
Just one of the potential concert experiences musicians could allow their fans if they started releasing tapes from the archive.
(03/11/14 5:04am)
On Dec. 28 at 11:30 p.m., Phish played their final note of the night. By the time I got home at 12:15 a.m., the show was available for download.
(03/11/14 4:23am)
Like any self-respecting college basketball fan I watched the North Carolina-Duke game Saturday night. I was impressed by Duke even though, full disclosure, Duke might be my least favorite team in sports. Jabari Parker and Rodney Hood both looked like All-American talents, the defense forced turnovers and bad decisions, and they outrebounded a much bigger and deeper UNC frontcourt.
(03/10/14 5:05am)
The closer, for all intents and purposes, is a lot like a kicker in football. Come in at the last minute and, under immense pressure, either go out in a blaze of glory or fade into defeat.
(03/10/14 5:00am)
(03/10/14 5:00am)
Beware of watching television in the dark, in a house that may or may not contain cable-hungry ghosts.
(03/10/14 5:00am)
It was the dead of night. I found myself cowering beneath a canopy of blankets in the center of a dark room, illuminated only by the flickers of a television set that served to feed my growing paranoia. I was alone; or was I?