This Week In The 'Drome: Crashing with Intern Adam, cruising with Kenny, good things from Goodlettsville, "football" is here and more ...
Intern Adam vs. The Nashville Predators : You'd think a guy who pals around with Snooki is used to the inherent dangers of publicity-seeking stunts.
But apparently, no.
Back in December, 107.5 The River's Intern Adam decided to take a break from spinning Miley or Carly Rae Jepsen or The Monkees or whatever kids are listening to on Nashville radio's most vapid station. He agreed to be part of some kind of human hockey puck/bowling pin mash-up. During the rehearsal for the stunt, he was fired from a slingshot — no one has ever accused the Predators' intermission promotions of being anything less than hilariously byzantine; seriously, cricket is easier to understand than some of these games — he missed the bowling pins and went feet-first into a wall, breaking his ankle.
So now he's suing.
Intern Adam insists he was not asked to sign a waiver before the rehearsal and that the Predators — through their agents "the slingshot dudes," presumably — are vicariously liable for his injuries; thus, he is seeking an amount "in excess of $25,000."
Because of his radio persona as a bloviating attention-seeker, Intern Adam has been accused of staging a lawsuit as a publicity stunt. I'm not sure Don Draper would advise someone to use a personal-injury suit (even one with hilarious video) as a cog in a marketing strategy. And then there's the crowd who think acting like an idiot on the radio is tantamount to waiving the right of every American to squeeze every dime out of the justice system.
Fact is, if the Predators truly didn't have him sign a waiver and Intern Adam can prove even a whiff of negligence, the team's not going to win this one — and they certainly won't want to go to trial to find out.
Just settle it. Training camp's just around the corner. Um, maybe.
The Week Behind
Misrule, Britannia: In this week's dead-tree, I try to get inside the mind of Kenny Britt (again).
And as this issue of the Scene was printed, Kenny went and did another stupid, stupid thing.
After last summer's debacle on Facebook, you'd think someone would have educated Britt on the perils of social media. And maybe they did — just as someone at some point surely told him that he has oodles of money and to maybe save a cab company's phone number in his contacts list.
The guy can't get out of his own way.
Good(lettsville) On Em: Later today, the Little Leaguers from Goodlettsville hope to put their little enclave on the map for something other than ... Rivergate Mall, I guess?
The team plays the homestanding Warner Robbins, Ga. team in the final of Little League's Southeast Regional for the right to play in the Little League World Series in Williamsport, Penn. The regional final is scheduled for a 6 p.m. Central start on ESPN.
Should the guys win, they'll be the first Tennessee team to make it to the big show since Morristown in 1987 and the first Nashville-area team to make it since the Optimist Little League did it out of the old South Regional in 1970. Little League does a great job of maintaining its own history, so the roster of that 1970 team is available here. If you know (or are) any of these guys or where they are now, please email me at jrlind[at]nashvillescene[dot]com.
Garbage Time : The Predators say they are on Shane Doan's short list despite that having been reported in literally zero other places. They're also in a wait-and-see on whether to give Shea Weber a no-trade clause. ... Former Sound Jim Henderson finds himself as the closer in Milwaukee. ... Chris Johnson claims he could beat Usain Bolt in a 40. ... Nashville has been asked to submit a bid to host the new Champions Bowl for some reason. ... Rick Bragg explains why we like college football down here. ... And a round-up of the Titans' scrimmage with the Falcons in Dalton. That one was for all the carpets.
Arts & Entertainment : Vanderbilt — presumably as part of some team-building whathaveyou — had a dance-off at practice. Hands down (ahem), the winner was offensive line coach Herb Hand, who dropped the worm on an unsuspecting crowd.
Meanwhile, Nashville singer-songwriter Curly Clump wrote a preposterously vulgar song about Shea Weber. Clearly Mr Clump is displeased with the whole offer sheet situation, as he not only lambasts the Captain with the standard run of four-letter words, prefixed, suffixed and infixed to oblivion, but, with the vitriol only a Southerner could muster, compares big No. 6 to U.S. Grant and Abe Lincoln.
And finally: former Lipscomb baseballer Casey Bond, who made his big-time acting debut in Moneyball, is parlaying those Brad Pitt dollars into a movie about long time Bison(s) Coach Don Meyer.
The Week Ahead
It's "Football" Time! : The Titans go up to Seattle Saturday for the first of four pre-season games, the NFL owners' annual blood-from-a-turnip August money grab.
The biggest story for the Two Toners is the resolution of the quarterback battle between Matt Hasselbeck and Jake Locker, who keep tossing up weirdly similar numbers in practice (though some observers are starting to become concerned about the number of picks the vet is throwing).
Coach Mike Munchak will likely make his final decision on the Week One (the real Week One) signal caller after the second pre-season game, as the third tends to be the most important of the meaningless games.
Also keep an eye on wide receivers. Kenny Britt's future is murky, be it due to injury, suspension or both. Kendall Wright was drafted to address a hole in the receiver corps, but his holdout put him a few weeks behind.
And CJ? Is he back?
An interesting subplot: both quarterbacks have significant ties to Seattle. Matt Hasselbeck played for the Seahawks for years and Jake Locker was
once an extra on Frasier a Washington Husky.
Worthless Prediction: You'll turn this one off by halftime unless you are historically boring or related to someone on the team.
Fifty-Four Forty or Fight : Since the end of the Cold War, the U.S.'s international sporting rivalries have been a little drab.
Sure, it's always nice to remind the Russians about American superiority via flipping and twisting teenage girls. And China wins a lot of medals, but there's not a lot of overlap between the sports at which the Chinese excel (like badminton) and the ones Americans are good at (like real sports). The rivalry with Mexico is limited to fierce men's soccer matches, just as the animus between Greenland and the U.S. is, at the moment, limited to team handball.
Winning oodles of medals at the Olympics is a lot of fun, but they always mean more when those medals come via a crushing defeat of a big rival.
And that's why this week's Olympic semifinal match in women's soccer with Canada was so important. It was, first of all, an epic, entertaining game of soccer, the kind of open, flowing game which makes the women's game a good gateway for soccer naysayers who decry The Beautiful Game as boring. Canada's Christine Sinclair scored a hat trick to give the Syrup Slurpers three leads, all erased by American efforts. Some inept refereeing — folks north of the border are claiming a conspiracy, as if world soccer has ever had any interest in aiding an American team — kept the U.S. in it via the rarely called six-second rule and a timely penalty. Alex Morgan's header in the waning moments of overtime secured victory for The Best Country.
In the days after the match, the recriminations have come: accusations of dirty tactics, even flag-stomping. The game was physical and the bruises are just showing up.
Coupled with the 2010 gold-medal game in ice hockey, the U.S. and Canada have now met in two of the greatest team sports battles in recent Olympic history. And that's a good thing.
For far too long, we've regarded Canada as the friendly, quirky neighbor who always returns our tools on time. We never want to hang with out him, of course. We're too busy taking our superstar athlete kids to soccer practice and Little League. Canada's kid? He's all awkward looking and he mostly plays weird stuff like hockey and curling and lumberjackery.
Now that lanky kid is starting to grow muscles. And our kid is taking a shine to hockey in between seasons of dominating everyone else at other sports.
Bring it on, Canada. We need you to be good.
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