Showing posts with label Four Mile. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Four Mile. Show all posts

Monday, June 3, 2013

Oh, Kentucky

No joke--what's up with all the attorney suicides in Kentucky?

"No matter how much you try to prepare yourself you are never going to be prepared to lose your job."

Good jobs news from Louisville.


I think the Kentucky desk is going to institute dedicated U.S. 60 task force to follow developments specific to that road. ... Yes! ... We just did!

Turning to sports, ...


Wouldn't it be cool if Coach Jack Haskins's first address to the McCracken County Mustangs football team took place in The Heath Post Auxiliary Gym?

The 2014 Dawahares/KHSAA Hall of Fame class is out, and among the honorees are Madisonville's "Sonny" Collins (whom my father-in-law always calls, "Alfred"), Mike Fields (hooray for sportswriters!), and Don Frye (remember the Trojans!).

The 2013 Forcht Bank/KHSAA State Baseball Tournament starts this morning at 10 Central, and, both Hall-of-Famer Fields and Jason Frakes agree, the field is stacked. Go, Lone Oak! Henderson County goes! Logan County went!

Monday, February 20, 2012

Happy Chandler Attends a UK Game

This week in 1962, Sports Illustrated did a feature story on the Kentucky Wildcats, who surprised everyone in the 1961-62 season by jumping out to a 17-1 start. The article begins with a great description of why the fans in Lexington are often not as exuberant as those of us from the provinces think they should be:

For at least 487 years -- or so it seems -- canny, cantankerous and superb old Adolph Rupp has been coaching University of Kentucky basketball teams to conference titles and national championships. Rupp has become a Kentucky institution, winning has become a Kentucky tradition, and around the bluegrass and university town of Lexington there has developed a tendency to appreciate Adolph's teams without being so gauche as to get ecstatic about them.

But the article goes on to explain that not all UK fans remain so calm. Here is how SI describes the behavior of Happy Chandler, the Commonwealth's two-time governor:

Chandler, meanwhile, is Adolph's lieutenant coach. He is in his first-row seat at every game, and his cheering is so loud and pointed that a referee once stopped a game, walked all the way around the press table, handed Happy his whistle and said something like, "Here, Governor, use it yourself awhile." Coaches who perpetually stagger out of Lexington in defeat -- Rupp has lost only 12 home games in 20 years -- always recall the band's blaring swing version of Dixie and that second-loudest thing, Happy Chandler.