I find that I’m not at all ready for the return of (European) footy, not after the Euros and the Olympics. I’d like another month or so to build up some excitement. β½οΈ
I wrote about Sherlock Holmes and Jacques Derrida. As one does.
My all-time favorite edition of Nick Caveβs Red Hand Files is this one, about an unfortunate encounter with Charlie Watts.
Had dinner at Red Herring tonight and the cacio e pepe was, if not to die for, certainly to kill for. Okay, maybe also to die for.
It finally arrived!
Pochettino: the only football manager on the planet who can look at the USMNT job and think: Well, itβs not as chaotically mismanaged as my last two clubs. β½οΈΒ
Chelsea FC: Finally fulfilling its God-given role as a feeder club for American soccer managers. β½οΈΒ
Oh cool, it’s Emo Dorothy Sayers.
Via Ethan Iverson, Vinnie Sperrazza gives us the backbeats.
Plan de lβexposition universelle de 1900. Full-size image here.