Peyton, RGIII have folks smiling

This we think we know (or, at least, suspect): Mike Shanahan’s happier than at any time since he coached John Elway. John Elway’s pretty darn happy, too. And Archie. Bo Wallace put a smile on Ole Miss fans’ faces, but the defense will give them the kind of digestive problems over-the-counter drugs were never meant to address. That halftime score, 21-0, could have been waaaay different. Best thing about Tyler Russell through two games? How relaxed he seemed to be. Can’t make good decisions when you’re dry-heaving indecision. Even if...

Breathe it deeply today

This, friends, is what we’ve been waiting for, the best day since spring, blogging away on the patio under perfect blue skies, a refreshing breeze, the Sunday New York Times in hand, warmed by fresh coffee and the glow of Saturday’s victories by Mississippi State and Ole Miss, anxious for the noon kickoff of the Saints’ season. Can’t get much better than this. Not to be intellectually provincial, but it’s the kind of day when I feel a bit sorry for those who face their days with no stake in...

On David Coates. . .

Northwest Rankin plays at Brandon High tonight, a big deal east of the Pearl River. The stadium will be full. The bands will be loud. The cheerleaders will be pretty. And the players will get after each other like wild hyenas.     It always was one of David Coates’ favorite nights of the year.   Years ago Northwest turned it around on Brandon, which had dominated the series.   Not too many Septembers ago, on a Saturday morning after a Friday night Northwest-Brandon game, David, who could never sleep...

The Horns are here! Lots of 'em

Longhorn Nation has invaded Oxford and you couldn’t get a restaurant reservation on The Square with a fistful of $100 bills. Just about every young Ole Miss grad that I know of — a couple who are blood kin — is heading up this afternoon to get a load of the burnt orange on sacred Rebel soil. There are all kinds of Texas-Mississippi connections through the years, though most involve Mississippi State. Before he became a demigod at Texas, the great Darrell Royal put in a couple of years at...

Our TV overfloweth

We’re rich!   It’s only Friday afternoon, Day 1 post Isaac, and our plate overflows with goodies:   Ryan Harrison, our American tennis Bryce Harper (long on talent and crazy pissed off temper), takes the third set against 2009 U.S. Open winner Juan Martin Del Potro, Argentine forehand maestro. Gonna lose, sure, but still.   Chelsea’s getting crunched 4-0 early in the second half of the UEFA Supercup against Atletico Madrid. Chelsea stinks. For all right thinking people, this is good. Announcers just said the Blues miss ex-England captain John...

Remember those who tried

If you love sports — and, of course, you do — this has been a most invigorating summer — Olympic Games, U.S. Open and PGA Championship in golf, Wimbledon and U.S. Open tennis, Euro 2012 in soccer, on and on.   And now pennant races in baseball, the big European soccer leagues kicking off, the Ryder Cup later on, and tonight the opening of big boy tackle football, South Carolina at Vanderbilt, 6 p.m., ESPN, be there or be square. I would bet the Ol’ Ball Coach ain’t too thrilled...

Remembering Slew Hester

Sitting here at my breakfast bar, attuned to the Weather Channel late on a Wednesday morning waiting for the promised catastrophe and exhausted from wandering around Hacienda Hood acting like I'm doing things that will actually save hearth and home from total destruction from Isaac, a poor excuse for a hurricane but a rain event of the first order.   So, naturally, on opening week of the U.S. Open thoughts turn to late Hall member Slew Hester, founder of the River Hills Club in Jackson and builder of the National...