Bubbling Up

It's already that time of year. I'm pleased to see that the Bears -- yes, I call them my Bears -- are at least in the discussion where the Pac-10 is concerned and more pleased to see that their estimated RPI compares favorably to that of their most likely competitors for the conference's final at-large bids, Stanford, Washington and USC. Of course, beating Oregon at Mac Court on Saturday would do them a world of good, but that's not going to happen. In related news, I think it's time for Lute Olson to higher a defensive coordinator. The Wildcats play defense like an ABA team.

Show Your World To Me

While driving home a little while ago, I had to turn off the classical station because I was sick of the pledge drive and tuned in to The Mountain 92.9 FM, a Clear Channel affiliate that approximates the Bay Area's KFOG, but which is slightly more annoying. Anyway, they played that Dave Matthews "Crash" song -- it seems that stations with that format have been playing that one hourly since it debuted -- and I mused once more, as I have on previous listens, on the degree to which it manages to be overtly sexual without running afoul of FCC regulations. It's like a primer on how to sing about sex on the radio without getting bleeped. I don't like the song or the performer that much. I own none of his records. But I do admire the way he manages to do what those Renaissance poets did, if less artfully, in taking full advantage of double meanings.