A new era of college football is finally upon us. Last night, the selection committee handed down its rankings from on high. Now, instead of complaining between who’s No. 2 and No. 3 we can complain about who’s No. 4 and No. 5. In a way, there’s a new paradigm in college football and, in another way, nothing has changed a bit.
Clive Barker once said that horror fiction shows us that the control we believe we have is purely illusory, and that every moment we teeter on chaos and oblivion. It’s a curious thing to say, but it makes you wonder. Where did the need to scare come from? What caused the birth of horror literature? What would induce someone to wake up one day and concoct a milieu of elements designed to do nothing but inspire the existence of fear within the imagination of those who cross paths with it?
In the late ’90s, I wasn’t old enough to use a second hand to count my age. With that being said, you may be wondering why that era’s rock music brings me back to my tweenage years. It all starts at camp, the place where my musical horizons expanded beyond the purview of 50 Cent and everyone else that can be generously lumped into the category of party rap.
Finally, it’s the moment we have all been waiting for, the first edition of Shad’s College Football Playoff (CFP) rankings of the season.
Let’s all give some kudos to the NCAA. It has somehow managed to challenge the NFL’s level of hypocrisy, something not thought possible in the last month with pro football’s chronic domestic violence issues.
The two newest video game consoles, the Xbox One and the PlayStation 4, are somewhat lacking in games you can play with your friends. The PlayStation 4 actually has numerous great titles, but they mostly run the gamut of smaller independent titles. I recommend the excellent “Nidhogg,” “TowerFall Ascension” and “Sportsfriends.” While all three together cost less than a $60 retail game, they also don’t look like games one might expect to see on powerful new game consoles—“Towerfall” and “Nidhogg” both utilize the pixel art graphical style from the medium’s early days, and “Sportsfriends” combines pixel art with an animated cartoon aesthetic.
This is the sixth edition of the Heisman Watch, a weekly feature tracking the candidates for college football’s most prestigious award. For last week's rankings, click here.
So I want to talk a little about definitions. Mostly, I want to talk about the fact that TV and movies are, more and more, the same thing, sort of? Because they maybe weren’t so different in the first place? But all that comes later. First, we have to talk about comic books.
A few years ago, I wouldn’t have thought it possible that I’d be expressing sympathy for a guy who spent several nights of passion with Jessica Simpson (in her prime) on a Caribbean island, but here we are.
On Sunday nights the most-watched show on television, AMC’s “The Walking Dead,” airs. Immediately after it ends, a foppish blonde man—comedian Chris Hardwick—comes on screen and talks about the show for the next hour. Nothing else happens. Hardwick and whatever celebrity guests and/or cast members tell jokes, talk about what just happened and what possibly could happen. The most interesting part of this is that people watch it. Viewers stay tuned in to watch Hardwick and his weekly compatriots draw the interest of “The Walking Dead’s” fans.
With the NBA season barely a week away from starting, it’s everyone’s favorite time of the year: prediction season! Now it’s my turn to make semi-educated guesses about the NBA before any actual action has taken place. Today I’ll look at the top five MVP candidates for the upcoming year.
Deadly Premonition,” a game inspired by “Twin Peaks,” remains one of the gaming world’s most underplayed entries. Released in the U.S. in 2010 as a budget title with mediocre box art, its often hideous graphics, and its mixed reviews running the gamut from “pretty close to perfect” to “awful in nearly every way,” the mystery-as-life-sim title has almost been washed from gaming’s history.
This is the fifth edition of the Heisman Watch, a weekly feature tracking the candidates for college football’s most prestigious award. To read last week’s piece, click here.
Let’s clear something up: Joel Stave is a better passer than Tanner McEvoy by a chasmic margin. There seems to be a false equivalency in the minds of some Wisconsin fans that McEvoy and Stave are both bad passers, but at least McEvoy can run. Stop it.
If I see another article in a publication oriented towards gay men proclaiming how hot Nick Jonas is, I might scream. I get it, he’s packed on some muscle mass since the last time he was relevant—and it’s always nice to have eye candy—but his recent appearances at gay clubs in New York seem a little disingenuous.
Around this time last year, I wrote a column about how I thought “The Walking Dead” was the best show currently on television. I was wrong. In fact, I have rarely been more wrong. While still an excellent piece of television in its own right, the fourth season of what is somehow cable TV’s most watched program did its best to make me look like an asshole. While taking literally forever to finally wrap up the Governor’s storyline, it also spiced things up with what may go down as the worst ever use of a Mountain Goats song and one of the most heavy-handed “Of Mice & Men” knockoffs I have ever seen (“Just look at the flowers, Lizzie!”). However, things picked up again at the end of the season when our heroes finally reunited in Terminus, which of course turns out to be an old train station that a group of cannibal cultists call home. This new development left me tentatively excited for the new season, and when it premiered on Sunday night I tuned in for what I hoped would be a solid hour of Rick Grimes straight murdering the aforementioned cannibals.
Once, I read somewhere that all Stephen King wanted to be from a very young age was scared. His immeasurably active imagination did not disappoint, and he was able to find fear anywhere and scare himself quite easily.
To say I’ve seen a lot of concerts in my relatively short span of time seeing concerts may almost be an understatement. From AC/DC to ZZ Top, it’s tougher for me to name a band or artist I haven’t seen than it is to name the one’s I have—or at least it feels that way sometimes.
When Oklahoma City Thunder “point guard” Russell Westbrook woke up to the news that his superstar teammate and reigning MVP Kevin Durant had a Jones fracture in his foot that could sideline him for approximately two months, the tune of LMFAO’s “Shots!” rang through Westbrook’s head, except the shots he was dreaming of were a little different than what is being referenced in the song.
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