Meet Jason Herring, one of the most successful – and hated – coaches in Texas High School football. What is his crime? Winning, big time.
If you don’t want to watch the video, I will summarize: Herring is the coach at Refugio High School, which has developed the habit of winning games by large margins. Very, very large margins. In this, he is breaking unwritten rules about not “running up the score.” Most notably, he started leaving his starters in for three quarters instead of two. Herring’s defense is that when he played by the rules, his team would rack up amazing wins during the season, but then lose in the playoffs. The reason? They hadn’t developed the stamina because they were only playing half-games for just about every game.
When I was living in Arapaho, the local high school team was among the best in the states. They actually ran into a similar problem of undefeated seasons followed by playoff losses (often to teams they beat during the season). I hadn’t thought about player substitutions playing a part in that, but it actually makes sense. They did win the championship my final year there.
Now, I am inclined to give coaches the benefit of the doubt when it comes to running up the score. The only thing I insist on – at least below the professional level – is that they take their starters out and let as many kids and young women play as possible. Which is typically a winning strategy as well: It gives them game experience and it helps prevent injuries of starters.
Beyond that? Let the dang kids play. It’s actively frustrating to me when I watch coaches go to second string and start running down the clock at the same time. Let them play! And honestly, I consider it more insulting to have the opposing team take a knee than score (unless we’re talking about the point in the game where you can end the game by taking successive knees).
Herring doesn’t really break my rule. Various thoughts on how to fix this situation went through my mind, and most of them were knocked down. He had a good reason for keeping his kids in that third quarter. I see eye-to-eye with him on continuing to play instead of taking a knee. And I’d say that the league needs a mercy clock-run, but apparently they have one. It’s just not enough.
Schools tend to be classified by size. I actually wonder if it reaches a point where you consider relegation/delegation, regardless of school size. In Arapaho, I went to most of the games the first season, but after that… it wasn’t actually particularly interesting or fun. I don’t know for certain that they would have been able to compete against the next division up, but it would probably have been more challenging for the kids.
Other than that, I’m at a loss. I can understand the frustration of the losing coaches, but telling kids not to try is a non-starter and stamina is an important aspect of the game.
Ancient Egyptians used d20 die.
Professional porn industry is in something of a death spiral, thanks in large part to piracy. Grant Stoddard says that the future may be in custom porn.
Daesh (ISIS/ISIL/IS) tried to win converts by reversing a smoking ban. So remember, if you support smoking bans, you’re worse than terrorists.***
I’ve seen a few people cite some California figures suggesting that the entire rise in student tuitions in California has been due to decreasing state support. It turns out that the numbers are flawed, and Andrew Gillen knocks them down.
CR Wiley argues that Shakers have liberaled themselves into oblivion.
Conor Williams thinks too much focus – and particularly too much negative focus – has gone to Teach For America.
The cost of becoming cool: Nashville’s Music Row is becoming Condo Row, and Ben Folds is among those affected.
As Constance Manzanares drowned, the police actively threatened to arrest the Samaritans that had tried to save her.
It’s a good thing that barber shops are so tightly regulated, because it gives SWAT teams the opportunity to poke around in service of the War on Drugs.
Online classes work! According to a study, anyway.
The Saturday morning cartoon is finito. For those longing for a bit of nostalgia, here are the Saturday morning TV schedules in the eighties.
Brent Rathgeber (MP) on the Americanization of Canadian politics.
are making a lot of noise. They finally decided to show up. Which is good, because we were wondering if they were going to be able to do it before the winter started.
I’m mostly hanging out in the basement, where the noise is least pronounced.
The biggest issue was Lain’s nap. She missed her nap yesterday. Missing a nap isn’t the end of the world at this stage, but the roofers will be working for two days and three straight days of missed naps smells like trouble.
The original plan was for us to nap together downstairs. I didn’t get enough sleep last night and the roofers woke me up at a bad time in the cycle. I tried to settle us down here, but it didn’t work. She was getting that I’m-tired-and-cranky vibe, and the roofers were on a lunch break, so I thought “What the hell?” She fell asleep right as they were getting back from their break. Amazingly, she’s sleeping through it.
She seems to take after me. I can sleep through a fair amount of noise (though not this) but am very sensitive to the light. She is sleeping through this, and she definitely has my eyes. Not just that they’re blue, but that they dislike the light and have difficulty sleeping through them.
Anyway, alas I think it would not be very productive to ask the roofers to keep their roofing at a reasonable volume.
The Thinkpad T60-series is among the best series of computers ever produced. I have purchased several, and some of them still work despite being released in 2006.
The only big problem with them is that they overheat. Badly. And it gets worse as they age, even if you replace the fan, clean it out, etc.
It can be enough to make them borderline unusable, because once they reach 90-degrees, they start rebooting or going into sleep mode, and you have to wait for them to cool down before you use them again.
Since the weather has gotten colder, though, they’re much less inclined to overheat. Which sort of makes them default winter laptops, because right now they are extremely usable.
Until we start trying for Kid #2. Then I’ll have to get the still-warm laptop off my lap.
A town in Massachusetts was looking at becoming the first in the country to ban tobacco products:
This sleepy central Massachusetts town of 7,700 has become an improbable battleground in America’s tobacco wars. On Wednesday, the Board of Health will hear public comment on a proposed regulation that could make Westminster the first municipality in the United States to ban sales of all tobacco products within town lines.
‘‘To my knowledge, it would be the first in the nation to enact a total ban,’’ said Thomas Carr, director of national policy at the American Lung Association. ‘‘We commend the town for doing it.’’
Town health agent Elizabeth Swedberg said a ban seemed like a sensible solution to a vexing problem.
‘‘The tobacco companies are really promoting products to hook young people,’’ she said, pointing to 69-cent bubblegum-flavored cigars, electronic cigarettes and a new form of dissolvable smokeless tobacco that resembles Tic Tac candies. ‘‘The board was getting frustrated trying to keep up with this.’’
It… didn’t end well:
Emotions flared at the hearing, where about 500 people crowded into an elementary school gym. When one resident loudly pronounced himself “disgusted” that the board would make a proposal that infringed on personal choice, the crowd roared with approval.
After several failed attempts to bring the hearing to order, chairwoman Andrea Crete gaveled the session to an end. As police shadowed Crete out of the building, many in the audience broke out in a verse of “God Bless America.” Opponents also collected signatures on a petition to recall the three elected board members.
“It was going to get out of control,” Crete said later. “We don’t need any riots.”
According to a Selectman, it was voted down unanimously.
And this, apparently, is where the slippery slope ends. Or, at least, this slippery slope. There are still plenty of places that people are allowed to enjoy cigarettes, and they will presumably be targeted until everyone has to commute to Iowa.
Restricting sales is likely to be much more difficult than restricting smoking. The “second hand harm” argument doesn’t really fly for it. That in and of itself doesn’t really matter all that much these days, though. What really matters is that livelihoods depend on this. Not evil tobacco company execs and their minions, but neighborhood convenience stores.
As mentioned in the articles, this is a really big deal. Smokers do a lot to keep these places afloat. Not just by buying cigarettes, but by getting other things when they come in to buy cigarettes. When we bought our house, I made a mental note of where the nearest convenience store was. This was important because… wait, I don’t need to know where to get cigarettes anymore, do I? And with that (or without that), my convenience store food and drink purchasing has fallen dramatically. It’s difficult to over state, really.
So a plan like this was bound to meet with a lot of resistance. Ban tobacco sales, and convenience stores will go out of business. Not all of them, obviously, but some of them.
Which is actually kind of a shame. Because you know what? I almost support this proposal. Almost. I think it’s a bad idea to do it on a township basis. You’d (at least potentially) be destroying businesses in your township as smokers start not only getting their cigarettes (and food and drinks) elsewhere, but also their gas and whatnot. No, you’d need to do it statewide. Except that’s overkill.
But if you want to look at the Next Great Way to reduce smoking, it’s getting them out of convenience stores and into tobacco shops. If you’re trying to quit smoking, convenience stores remain one of the biggest ways to relapse. If you’re a young person that might kinda-sorta be interested, there they are right there. You could quite easily continue to allow smokers to purchase tobacco products while at the same time reducing temptations and creating a safe space for would-be quitters.
The two big problems with this are, of course, the damage that this would do to convenience stores, and slippery slope concerns. This failed, and so the slope is ended, but if they actually got them out of convenience stores, the precedent would indeed be set and the temptation would be great to start regulating tobacco stores into the ground. Which in and of itself could backfire if encourages smokers to buy cigarettes by the carton, which increases consumption among the damned.
So in the end, this was likely a non-starter and will continue to be except at the sorts of places that don’t actually need convenience stores (as such), which makes it less likely to spread like wildfire the way that smoking bans did. I still wish that there were a way to get them out of convenience stores, especially if you would allow those convenience stores to carry ecigarettes (“I can’t find a smoke, maybe I’ll try one of those things. Hey, these aren’t mad. Maybe I should go with these instead”) but the War on Tobacco remains a war, and we have long-since forsaken reasonable policy as the pendulum swung from one extreme to another.
George Doe gave his parents the gift of divorce, by way of genetic testing. Meanwhile, a similar story with a happier ending, as a woman from Virginia found her uncle, cousins, and the identity of her father using DNA.
Russell Saunders objects to parents needing a doctor’s note to let their kids stay home from school. I concur.
Midland (TX) schools are developing a Petroleum Academy.
PEC argues that the Catholic Church needs a new dating script to replace the current sexual and emotional chaos.
Compact Discs are so yesterday… except in Japan.
If you want to live the good life, head south to… Panama?
The Boston Globe sounds the alarm on age segregation. Honestly, in some ways I wish that we had a bit more of it than less of it.
Paul Krugman (echoing the thoughts of many others) argues that the housing costs of our nation’s talent hotbeds are causing economic inefficiency on a macro scale. Dietz Vollrath argues that maybe we should actually hasten the exodus, since it doesn’t matter where the best and brightest live as long as they life together, and there’s more room in Houston and Atlanta.
Mara Gordon has an account of her decision to go into primary care medicine. Our lives have improved immensely since Clancy left clinic work behind.
We need to import more IT workers because firms in the US just can’t find good people. Unless you make any sort of small mistake, in which case your resume will be discarded because it’s a fiercely competitive market.
You can make teachers happier by doubling their pay, but it won’t necessarily help student learning.
Unless you ask some random lady at Walmart, anyway.
Last week I was at Walmart and Lain was reaching for some candy. A woman with her daughter were in the aisle with us. The daughter said that she wanted that candy. The mother said “You don’t want that candy, it will make you fat like her.”
I tried to glance behind me, mortified by whatever overweight lady had to be standing behind us. There was nobody behind us.
I don’t know if the woman herself was simply obese or actually morbidly obese, but she didn’t have a discernable chin either way. The daughter herself (between five and seven, I would guess) was starting to carry some extra baggage and the prognosis did not look good. So I guess I can sort of understand why she might be concerned. And, out of a sense of pride or dignity or something, why she wouldn’t use herself as a cautionary example.
I am still dumbfounded that she chose my daughter as some sort of cautionary tale. The best I can think of is that she didn’t really look at Lain and assumed that anybody shopping at Walmart late on a Sunday evening (around nine or so) was probably overweight.
I didn’t have a response. I was too confused to. Not that I would have said anything anyway. (Clancy wishes she was there, because she would have.)
Lain did not eat anything for dinner that night. We are hoping that this is not going to give her an eating disorder.
There is a monthly service that I use that I wish to upgrade from the $7/mo plan to the $10/mo plan.
They won’t let me give them more money in exchange for a higher tier of service.
To repeat, I want to give them more money than I currently do, for a service they provide, and they won’t let me.
When I emailed them to ask how to upgrade, they said “Just stop the monthly payments.”
So I did. The deadline has expired, but they haven’t cut off my old services, and won’t let me upgrade as long as I am on the old plan. I try and it tells me that there is already an active service on the account. I try to set up a new account, and it automatically links the new account to the old account, complete with a “Good news! We found your existing account!”
I am about to create an account under my wife’s name.
All so that I can start giving them more money.
Dr. Phi ponders the difference between responsibility and license.
James Fallows seems pretty excited about the climate deal worked out between the US and China. It apparently took a lot of work. John Kemp and Tim Mak, however, are less impressed. The major concession that China is making, was already believed to be the case two years ago.
Once upon a time, the SS United States was one of the most remarkable watercraft in the United States. Now it sits in decay, paying dock rent of $60,000 per month.
A third of all divorces in 2011 contain the word “Facebook.”
Gary Ries picks up recycling bottles and cans from city trash cans in San Diego, helping the environment and making a little bit of money. The city seeks to put a stop to that.
Tom Petty’s Wildflowers, a truly great record, turns 20. Man, I feel old.
Megan McArdle goes to bat for alimony.
Taylor Swift, whose eight seconds of static made it to #1, opts out of Spotify. It would stand to reason that more big artists would benefit from doing the same, which makes me wonder if Spotify won’t eventually become something of a platform for discovery.
Politicians often follow polls, but when they don’t they have the ability to actually help shape public opinion.
It’s been a little over a month since the fall. For about a week after the fall, the extra step required to go over the gate – which I’d never noticed before – was a source of consternation. Then I just decided to move the gate to the hallway. This has caused some inconvenience since now the gated area does not include the upstairs bathroom where she takes her bath, but I am glad about that decision every time I am at the top of the stairs. At some point, I may install a gate without a foot hazard like this one has.
On the whole, we have a lot to be thankful for.
Lain recovered pretty quickly from the trauma of the whole thing. Within a couple of days, she forgave Dad for The Worst Ride Ever.
My own stiffness of back, shoulders, and neck abated after about a week.
Unfortunately, the knee has not really healed at all. It’s an odd sort of problem, too. What it felt like was that I scraped it badly. That wouldn’t be a surprise, since I had a huge scab on my hand from where I scraped that. The thing is, though, there was (and is) no outward sign of a scrape. I pulled up my pant-leg multiple times to see how the scrape was healing, only to see that there was none.
I’ve had knee pains before, but when I had it was… different. It felt like I’d been on a plane for multiple hours. Indeed, it usually did involve some time in cramped quarters (like a plane or a car) or excessive sitting down. Now? It feels like a scrape. Or, if not that, then a sort of burning sensation. Not constantly – thank heavens – but when I kneel on that knee. Or if I’ve been sitting too long. Sometimes in the morning.
I keep waiting for it to heel, but it hasn’t. It’s enough to make me wonder if this is just how my knee is going to feel from here on out. It’s not the end of the world if it is so, but I certainly hope not.