Sunday Fun: Soccer Buffs on Patio

7/7/2020

Sunday Soccer: Edmundo, minus guitar. Three unidentified fans. Laptop plugging greatest soccer book ever written. (Youtube of show, below.)

You’ve heard of Men in Blazers?
Get ready for (what I like to call) Men in Shorts, talking footy from a suburban patio on a Sunday morning.

My St. Louis pal Tom Schwarz is part of an eclectic group of soccer buffs who emit the weekly show, captured as it happens and sent out through the mysteries of Youtube and Facebook.

The merrie bande called me Sunday, July 5, and we talked about survival during the bungled pandemic, viewing “Hamilton” on the tube, live sports in empty stadiums. I am heard from Minute 30, as long as they can carry me.

The show is “live” on Facebook, so I am told, but later put together for Youtube. They occasionally get a real soccer person, like Taylor Twellman of St. Louis, ace scorer now ace broadcaster, on Jan. 20, 2019.

Cast members include:
Edmundo (Gail Edmunds, plus guitar).
Ted Williams, not the frozen one, women’s soccer authority and show producer.
Josh McGehee, Bradley Univ., 2018, labelled “our resident soccer expert” (every show needs one.)
Russell Blyth, St. Louis Univ., Dept. of Mathematics, “native of New Zealand” (you can hear it), reads the scores of Sunday matches in “traditional BBC fashion,” lover of tango and Liverpool fan.
Patio Host Tom Schwarz, seller of plants, world traveler, family guy, outside gunner in basketball, and master salesman who once hawked 175 copies of my Stan Musial biography in soccer pub in one night.

The lads are gearing up their act for the arrival of a St. Louis club in Major League Soccer in the 2022 season, an honor for one of America’s best nurturing cities for the sport.

Meantime: socially distanced. (My old photo vanishes by pushing the video arrow, I hope.)

Roy Edelsack

7/7/2020 11:44:28 am

Obligatory (and a Shea Stadium staple in 1986):

The Curly Shuffle
Jump 'N the Saddle Band

When me and my friends go out on the town
We can't sit still and we can't sit down
We don't like to fight and we don't like to scuffle
But we dance all night doing the Curly shuffle
(Hey Moe hey Moe) hey Moe hey Moe
(Well nyuck nyuck nyuck nyuck) well nyuck nyuck nyuck nyuck
(La da dee la da dee) la da dee la da dee
(Woo woo woo woo) woo woo woo woo
Well we never miss a chance we get up and dance and do the Curly shuffle
Well me and my friends love Curly and Moe
We love Curly's brother Shemp and his fat clone Joe
It's such a delight to boogie and hustle
Dancing all night doing the Curly shuffle
(Hey Moe hey Moe) hey Moe hey Moe
(Well nyuck nyuck nyuck nyuck) well nyuck nyuck nyuck nyuck
(We dee dee dee we dee dee dee) we dee dee dee we dee dee dee dee
(Oh,…

George Vecsey

7/7/2020 08:54:43 pm

I guess the three lads appeal all over the place. I believe Jay Horwitz, long-time PR guy, is a 3 Stooges fan. They were big in 1986? It blurs.
GV

Roy Edelsack

7/8/2020 12:07:30 pm

WHAT`S THE METS` PROBLEM? ASK CURLY

CHICAGO TRIBUNE-July 7, 1987
Most people think the Mets are in their current desperate state because

(a) their pitching staff self-destructed, (b) half the team would like to get traded or (c) Darryl Strawberry lost his alarm clock.

But here`s the real reason: It`s the Three Stooges.

See, they used to show the video to the world-famous song, ''The Curly Shuffle,'' virtually every night at Shea Stadium. They used to win virtually every night they did that, too.

But this year they got into a copyright battle and weren`t able to show a single ''Nyuk, nyuk, nyuk'' all season until finally settling the dispute last week.

However, they`re allowed to show this critical video only 50 times over the next three years, so they`ve got to pick their spots. The spot they picked for the first showing was the bottom of the ninth last Tuesday, their game with the Cardinals tied at 2-2, and an 8 1/2-game deficit staring them in the face if they lost.

They didn`t. They scored in the ninth to win 3-2. The evidence, therefore, was overwhelming. It had to be those Stooges.

''We haven`t had it (the video) all year, and we haven`t played very well,'' said Davey Johnson. ''I don`t know why it took us so long to get it back. That`s probably been our problem.''

Oops! This just in. Moe and Larry called in with the flu, Curly says he`s tired of playing with backstabbers, and Keith Hernandez is trying to call a Stooges-only meeting to clear the air.

Alan Rubin link

7/7/2020 12:56:04 pm

Just great. Impromptu is often more realistic than the best of planning.

If I had continued playing clarinet after high school, you might have had a goalkeeper's perspective in the chat.

Ted Williams link

7/9/2020 09:42:45 am

George,
it is such a pleasure to have you join us for our weekend broadcasts. This new FB Live to YouTube version is just the latest on an AM local sports radio roller coaster that has been truly memorable. We value your participation with our Merry band of "men in shorts." Talk again soon.

Ted Williams
St. Louis

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QUOTES
More and More, I Talk to the Dead--Margaret Renkl

NASHVILLE — After my mother died so suddenly — laughing at a rerun of “JAG” at 10 p.m., dying of a hemorrhagic stroke by dawn — I dreamed about her night after night. In every dream she was willfully, outrageously alive, unaware of the grief her death had caused. In every dream relief poured through me like a flash flood. Oh, thank God!
Then I would wake into keening grief all over again.
Years earlier, when my father learned he had advanced esophageal cancer, his doctor told him he had perhaps six months to live. He lived far longer than that, though I never thought of it as “living” once I learned how little time he really had. For six months my father was dying, and then he kept dying for two years more. I was still working and raising a family, but running beneath the thin soil of my own life was a river of death. My father’s dying governed my days.
After he died, I wept and kept weeping, but I rarely dreamed about my father the way I would dream about my mother nearly a decade later. Even in the midst of calamitous grief, I understood the difference: My father’s long illness had given me time to work death into the daily patterns of my life. My mother’s sudden death had obliterated any illusion that daily patterns are trustworthy.
Years have passed now, and it’s the ordinariness of grief itself that governs my days. The very air around me thrums with absence. I grieve the beloved high-school teacher I lost the summer after graduation and the beloved college professor who was my friend for more than two decades. I grieve the father I lost nearly 20 years ago and the father-in-law I lost during the pandemic. I grieve the great-grandmother who died my junior year of college and the grandmother who lived until I was deep into my 40s.
Some of those I grieve are people I didn’t even know. How can John Prine be gone? I hear his haunting last song, “I Remember Everything,” and I still can’t quite believe that John Prine is gone.
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https://www.nytimes.com/2023/01/30/opinion/death-grief-memory.html
Jan. 30, 2023

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