(Writer’s note – I have wasted far too much time sourcing YouTube and other clips for this posting – for the love of all that isn’t Angelina Jolie, I beg of you to click on at least one of them so it all hasn’t been in vain!
Also, the Melbourne Cup posting has caused a fair bit of dialogue. It’s 4 to 1 against ‘the race that stops a nation’ at the moment, but both sides seem equally passionate.)
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Last night, I watched ‘The Blind Side‘, Sandra Bullock’s Academy Award winning coming of age, narrowly edging Speed 1 in my humble opinion….
I texted a mate during it and he quickly came back with an in-jest reply of, ‘Blind Side is a sports film. You must avert your eyes!’
Being towards the end of the film, I say confidently that ‘Blind Side’ is certainly not a sports film; it’s a love story, but in a different mould from your usual/terrible stereotypes – insert Ashton Kutcher film here – in that it’s more of a family love story that makes less people cringe than the usual suspects.
Hope
Moneyball is out in Australia next week. Knowing part of the back-story (no, no media bans shall be broken here) re the success of the Oakland A’s as a small market baseball team in a league without a salary cap (fare thee well, Boston Red Sox), I am excited to see it. The inclusion, though, of Brad Pitt has me as wary as the next NBA player to hook up with Kim Kardashian. (Thank you, thank you; I’m here til Tuesday, try the veal.)
What if it’s about Pitt trying to reclaim a lost love and his commitment to the team shows ‘Hot Woman A’ what a changed man he is? What if this is about Jonah Hill (mandatory Superbad clip) seeking acceptance in a world of … well, in a world of Brad Pitt’s? What if, simply, we are once again stooged into paying our hard earned only to be disappointed… Read the rest of this entry
my year without sport 