Shane Warne, Australian cricket legend. ESPN.
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Warne helped Australia win the 1999 50-over World Cup and claimed 293 dismissals in 194 one-day internationals between 1993 and 2005.
In 2000, he was named one of the five Wisden cricketers of the century, alongside Sir Donald Bradman, Sir Garfield Sobers, Sir Jack Hobbs and Sir Viv Richards.
(“Leg spin” and “leg spinner” explained by Wikipedia. Hattip to Lawrence for the obit.)
Edited to add: NYT obit for Mr. Warne.
Farrah Forke, actress. Credits include a recurring role as “Alex Lambert” on “Wings”, and also a recurring role on “Lois & Clark” as “Mayson Drake”.
She was a good Texan, and died at 54.
Alan Ladd Jr. He was a big deal Hollywood producer. Among his credits:
During his tenure, Fox produced some of its most successful films, including Star Wars (1977), which he optioned after Universal rejected it. He championed George Lucas’ movie against the wishes of his board of directors, and the film became one of the most profitable in history.
“The only meeting I had with Laddie about the script, … he said, ‘Look, it doesn’t make any sense to me whatsoever, but I trust you. Go ahead and make it.’ That was just honest,” Lucas once said. “I mean, it was a crazy movie. Now you can see it, know what it is, but before you could see it, there wasn’t anything like it. You couldn’t explain it. You know, … it was like this furry dog driving a spaceship. I mean, what is that?”
More:
As a studio executive and producer, Ladd — the son of screen idol Alan Ladd (This Gun for Hire, Shane) — had a hand in 14 best picture nominees. His imprint can be found on such touchstone films as Young Frankenstein (1974), The Rocky Horror Picture Show (1975), The Omen (1976), Breaking Away (1979), Body Heat (1981), Chariots of Fire (1981), Blade Runner (1982) and Moonstruck (1987).
Before it was fashionable, Ladd supported films with strong female-centric themes, including Robert Altman’s 3 Women (1977); Julia (1977), starring Oscar winner Vanessa Redgrave; 11-time Academy Award nominee The Turning Point (1977); Paul Mazursky’s An Unmarried Woman (1978), starring Jill Clayburgh; Norma Rae (1979), which earned Sally Field an Oscar for best actress; and the Bette Midler-starring The Rose (1979).
Ladd upped the ante by making a woman the main protagonist in a big-budget action film with Ridley Scott’s Alien (1979), starring Sigourney Weaver, and he greenlighted Thelma & Louise (1991), the icon of feminist cinema toplined by Susan Sarandon and Geena Davis.
He won an Oscar for “Braveheart”.
Kirk Baily, voice actor. Lawrence sent me this obit, but I don’t have a source I am willing to link to.
Lawrence also sent over an obit for Katie Meyer, Stanford soccer goalie, who died too young at 22.
I don’t like linking to ESPN.
Duke sucks.
This is one heck of a piece of writing.
(And I’m sorry, Coach K, but I’ll still be pulling for Gonzaga this year.)
THR obit for Veronica Carlson.
Ralph Ahn, actor. He seems to be mostly known as “Tran” on “New Girl”, but other credits include “ER”, “Walker: Texas Ranger”, and “Hunter”.
Lawrence sent over an obit for Nick Zedd, “founder of the Cinema of Transgression movement and an uncompromising auteur whose crude, no-budget oeuvre influenced filmmakers from Christoph Schlingensief to Quentin Tarantino”.
He shot his first distributed film, They Eat Scum, in 1979 on Super 8 film with funds loaned by his parents and by the movie’s star, Donna Death. The short followed a roving gang of nonactor punks turned zombies, whose peregrinations were set to the earsplitting yowls of local New York bands and, inexplicably, the Village People’s “Y.M.C.A.” Zedd released They Eat Scum under his own Penetration Films imprint, describing it on the cassette label “a disgusting outlay of cheapness, decadence, nihilism, and everyday cannibalism” and an “achievement of noncommittal, unblinking savagery, a true expression of the punk ethos.”
Future films lived up to this promise, among them 1983’s Geek Maggot Bingo, which starred Richard Hell and was panned in TV Guide as “a nothing little zit of a 16mm movie.” Writing in the East Village Eye, Cookie Mueller, who starred in a number of John Waters movies, declared, “I have never in my lifetime of experience with low-budget films seen one this low . . . It lies somewhere below the subculture, even beneath the New York subway system.” Waters himself would later say of Zedd, “Nick Zedd makes violent, perverted art films from Hell—he’s my kind of director!”
Danny Ongais, one of the great figures in auto racing.
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Video of the crash. I can’t embed it, because it is “age restricted” and “only available on YouTube”.
Dottie Frazier has passed away at 99. This is another one of those folks you’ve probably never heard of, but the obit is relevant to my interests.
Ms. Frazier was a diver. She learned to skin dive when she was young:
She seemingly had as many diving stories as she had dives.
There was the time she faced down a shark in the waters off Mexico. The time a large seal wanted the fish she was bringing back to her boat and slammed into her, breaking four ribs. The time she broke her leg snow skiing and made herself a special wet suit with an ankle-to-chest zipper so she could be rolled into it and thus keep diving with the busted limb.
She wasn’t initially impressed with the early scuba gear, but it grew on her.
…in 1955 she tried to enroll in a Los Angeles County underwater instructors certification course, sending in the required fee. She was sent a letter saying the course was for men only, but when she told that news to a friend and respected fellow diver, Jim Christiansen, he asked, “Did they return your check?”
“When I told him no, they had not, he said, ‘Just be ready; I’m picking you up,’” she told the podcast “The League of Extraordinary Divers” in 2016.
She went on to become one of the first, if not the first, women certified as a diving instructor in the United States.
In addition to her work as a scuba instructor, Ms. Frazier, a member of the Women Divers Hall of Fame, operated the Penguin Dive Shop in Long Beach for 15 years beginning in the 1950s and designed and sold wet suits and dry suits. She learned hard-hat diving as well — the kind used in underwater commercial work — but didn’t pursue the career possibilities because, at about five feet tall and not much more than 100 pounds, she found the equipment too cumbersome and restraining.
Ms. Frazier was energetic and adventurous even in her 90s. At 93 she went ziplining. In 2019, she finally sold the last of her motorcycles. In the “Neutral Buoyancy” interview, she noted that longevity seemed to go along with diving.
“A lot of the original divers have made it to a great age,” she said. “Being underwater does things to your spirit.”
If you’re not interested in basketball…well, neither am I. Another story will be coming along eventually.
Sports Illustrated ran a story today that I found interesting about the New York Liberty of the WNBA, and their $500,000 fine (which was bargained down from $1 million).
What did the Liberty do? You would not believe the gravity of this offense. They…
…chartered flights for their players. There was also an unauthorized team trip to Napa.
Yeah. They were seriously considering pulling the plug on the entire team.
I kid a little about this. The thing about charter flights is: they are banned under the terms of the WNBA’s collective bargaining agreement. Same with the trip to Napa. And the league is serious about this. My regular readers may remember the Las Vegas Aces ended up forfeiting a game because of travel issues. (In that case, the Aces did obtain special permission from the league to use a charter flight, but wasn’t able to arrange one.)
Part of the idea is to equalize the playing field between owners with deep pockets and those who treat their WNBA teams as marginal enterprises:
And that’s one of the points of the article: there’s a dispute between those two groups.
And while many players continued to loudly call for improving travel conditions—charter flights being the most visible part of that effort—the league found the players had an unexpected source of support for that expense from the new owners who view WNBA teams less as businesses to be managed to the last dollar or places to park losses and more as growth opportunities in a developing economy.
New owners—the Tsais in New York, Marc Lore in Minnesota, Larry Gottesdiener in Atlanta, Mark Davis in Las Vegas—found themselves dumbstruck by how little the WNBA could invest in growth. A sale of 20% of the league’s equity at that moment—especially at a valuation of $200 million—felt like a huge loss, even though new investors outside the league’s owners would not control any votes on the WNBA’s Executive Committee.
John Landy, runner, sportsman, and historical footnote.
Mr. Landy was the second man to run the mile in less than four minutes.
On August 7, 1954 (48 days after Landy’s record) he and Roger Bannister went head to head in Vancouver, BC.
As expected, Landy led from the start, building a 15-yard lead. But Bannister — by then Dr. Bannister — closed in on the last lap, and Landy could sense him coming. Rounding the final turn, he peeked over his left shoulder to see where Bannister was. But Bannister was on his right, and as Landy’s head was turned, Bannister stormed by him, and won, in 3:58.8. Landy came in second, in 3:59.6.
It was the first time two men had bettered four minutes in the same race. Today, a statue outside the stadium commemorates the moment.
Mr. Landy cut his foot the night before the race, and ran on four stitches.
Above all, Landy was a sportsman, as exemplified in a startling moment in the 1956 Australian track and field championships in Melbourne, just before the Olympics there.
Landy had entered the race hoping to break the world record for the mile. But with the race underway, a 19-year-old competitor, Ron Clarke, was bumped only strides ahead of him and fell to the track. Landy leapt over him and, as he did, accidentally spiked him on his right shoulder. Landy stopped, ran back to Clarke, brushed cinders from Clarke’s knees and said, “Sorry.”
“Keep going,” Clarke said. “I’m all right.”
Clarke got up, and he and Landy started after the others, who by then were 60 yards ahead. Landy caught them and won in 4:04.2.
Gordon Moyes, an Australian minister who was there, later called it “the most incredibly stupid, beautiful, foolish, gentlemanly act I have ever seen.”
Lawrence sent over an obit for Veronica Carlson, noted actress in Hammer horror films.
The Saturday Night Movie Group watched “Foreign Correspondent” last night.
Summary: it is a damn good movie, though the radio broadcast ending probably went down more smoothly in 1940. Today, it seemed to me to be a bit over the top and somewhat laughable instead of patriotic (which I believe was the original intent). The original ending of the film involved “two of the characters discuss[ing] the events of the film on a transatlantic seaplane trip” but Hitch was expecting war, and called in Ben “The Front Page” Hecht to write that ending.
I never really thought of Hitchcock as being strong on special effects, but the practical effects work (especially the plane crash scene) is outstanding. And much of that is due to William Cameron Menzies, who previously did the burning of Atlanta for “Gone With the Wind”, another movie we watched just a few weeks ago.
The fun thing about “Foreign Correspondent” is that everywhere you look, there’s a rabbit hole to go down.
For example, the movie dialogue was written by James “Lost Horizon” Hilton and Robert Benchley. Benchley seems to be mostly forgotten now, but he was a major humorist and writer, member of the Algonquin Round Table, and even did a little acting. He plays “Stebbins” in the movie.
Laraine Day, who plays the love interest, was only 19 when the movie was shot. She went on to appear in “The High and the Mighty”, and in seven of the nine Lew Ayres “Dr. Kildare” films as his long suffering girlfriend/fiance. She missed the first one, “Young Dr. Kildare”, but appeared in all of them through the eighth, “Dr. Kildare’s Wedding Day”. The studio had other plans for her, so her character was…
She went on to marry, believe it or not, Leo Durocher (husband number two for her).
She was also a member of the The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and a committed Republican, supporting Eisenhower, Nixon, and Reagan.
My favorite rabbit hole, however, is George Sanders, who plays a major supporting role as “ffolliott”. He looks like a villain, but surprisingly turns out to be a decent guy (though I could never shake the feeling he wanted to steal Laraine Day away from Joel McCrea, and I would not have blamed him). I feel like I should have known a lot of this trivia already, but if I did look it up, I forgot it.
Saunders had an interesting career, including voicing Shere Khan in “The Jungle Book”, playing “Mr. Freeze” in a two-part “Batman” (1966) episode, and – the reason I should have known all this – he was “Addison DeWitt” in “All About Eve” (and won an Oscar for that role).
He was married four times. His second wife was Zsa Zsa Gabor: they were married for five years. Lawrence commented that’s about average for Zsa Zsa’s husbands, though she had some really short marriages later on, and Frédéric Prinz von Anhalt kind of skews the numbers.
His fourth wife was Magda Gabor, Zsa Zsa and Eva’s older sister. They were married for a month (December 5, 1970 – January 6, 1971).
Saunders was in poor health, suffered from dementia, lost a lot of money in failed investments, and had an on-again off-again relationship with a girlfriend the last four years of his life. He was deeply depressed.
So on April 23, 1972, he checked into a hotel, called a friend, swallowed five bottles of Nembutal, and died two days later. Quoting Lawrence again, when you swallow five bottles of Nembutal, you’re obviously pretty serious about checking out: this wasn’t any half-hearted “hope someone finds me” effort. Then again, given his described health problems, I can’t say I blame him. He was 65.
The Criterion blu-ray (affiliate link) is nice, and includes a documentary on the visual effects that’s just about the right length.
Joe Wanenmacher, founder and owner of the Tulsa Arms Show, one of (if not the) largest gun shows in the world.
Mike the Musicologist and I have been lucky enough to attend a few of the Tulsa shows. The obit says that Mr. Wanenmacher had mostly handed off operational responsibilities to his other family members, but he still built the show into what it is today. Our hat is off to him.
(Hattip on this to our great and good friend David Carroll.)
Sandy Nelson, drummer and subject of one of the most interesting obits I’ve read in the NYT recently.
He had a big hit in 1959 with “Teen Beat”, which was based on a drum riff he heard in a strip club:
“While they were looking at these pretty girls in G-strings, guess what I was doing?” he told The Las Vegas Weekly in 2015. “I was looking at the drummer in the orchestra pit.”
“He was doing kind of a ‘Caravan’ beat,” he added, referring to a jazz standard. “‘Bum ta da da dum’ — small toms, big toms. That’s what gave me the idea for ‘Teen Beat.’”
He had a second big hit with “Let There Be Drums” in 1961. In 1963, he had a motorcycle accident and lost part of his right leg: he retrained himself to play the bass with his left leg.
He did a bunch of instrumental albums in the 1960s and 1970s, many of which featured covers:
But he also continued to do experimental work:
His friend and fellow musician Jack Evan Johnson said that Mr. Nelson was especially proud of “The Veebles,” a whimsical five-track concept album released on cassette in 2016 that had an extraterrestrial sound and theme.
“It’s about a race of people from another planet,” he told The Las Vegas Sun in 1996, when the long-gestating project was just beginning to take shape. “They’re gonna take over the Earth and make us do nothing but dance, sing and tell dumb jokes.”
(I checked: there was a CD version of this, but it is out of print. Amazon and Apple Music do not show a digital version, though some of Mr. Nelson’s other work is available from both.)
Mr. Nelson acknowledged that he had not handled his early success well.
“I spent most of the money on women and whiskey, and the rest I just wasted,” he told The Review-Journal.
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Yes. He dug a cave in his backyard.
The project took him 12 years.
“I got a ‘cave tour’ once,” Mr. Johnson said by email, “and it was quite something, precarious even — dug down at a very steep angle into the hard desert soil, with no kind of support structure whatsoever and just enough room to scoot down into it for a ways until the room opened up at the bottom.”
“He had an electric keyboard down there,” he added.
Kenny Burrough, wide receiver for the Houston Oilers during the 1970s.
Other than the original “Hot Lips”, credits include a guest spot on an early episode of a minor 1960s SF TV series, “Back to School”, “T.H.E. Cat”, “Coronet Blue”, the legendary “Delgo“, and a whole bunch of other stuff…
…including “Mannix”. (“The Solid Gold Web“, season 2, episode 23. She plays a former love interest of Mannix.)
The Brian Flores lawsuit against the NFL is mildly interesting, but it is also being well covered in other places, and I don’t know what I can say about the suit itself.
However, there is one aspect of it that I think isn’t getting as much coverage as I’d like:
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I have to wonder: if paying coaches to lose is a common practice, why haven’t we seen more 0-16 (or 0-17) teams? Is there so much “respect for the game” out there that nobody’s willing to take the offer? Even if you’re going to end up with a #1 draft choice?
Edited to add: Well, this is interesting:
Four Arizona State coaches are no longer with the program.
According to reports, offensive coordinator Zak Hill and tight ends coach Adam Breneman “resigned”: wide receivers coach Prentice Gill and secondary coach Chris Hawkins were fired.
Why? Everybody’s favorite reason: recruiting violations.
Don Wilson, of the Ventures.
In addition to their success in the United States (where their other hits included “Walk — Don’t Run, ’64,” a remake of their own hit that also made Billboard’s Top 10), the Ventures became wildly popular in Japan — so much so, Mr. Wilson said, that numerous bands there took to imitating them. That led to an uncomfortable surprise when the band made its second trip there, its first as headliners, in 1965.
“We had an opening group,” he told The San Diego Union-Tribune in 1984, “and they played all of our songs before we went on.”
We’re talking about the Ventures, so you know what that means, right?
Jim Drake, one of the old time Sports Illustrated photographers. I wanted to mention this here because there’s a lot of classic Drake photos reproduced in the obit, including the one of Broadway Joe in Times Square.
Morgan Stevens, actor. He was “Nick Diamond” on “Melrose Place”. He was also “David Reardon” in “Fame” and did other TV guest spots.
Kevin Ward, the mayor of Hyattsville, Maryland, which is a DC suburb. He was found dead in a park: his death is suspected to have been a suicide.
The number for the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline is 1-800-273-TALK (8255). If you live outside of the United States or are looking for other help, TVTropes has a good page of additional resources.
I covered the firing of Kevin Ollie as men’s basketball coach at the University of Connecticut when it happened.
Now…
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Irvings ruled that Ollie is due $11,157,032.95 within next 10 business days, Parenteau said.
Interestingly, though, those recruiting violations did pan out:
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Parenteau and co-counsel William Madsen had argued that UConn failed to meet its burden under an agreement between the school and the American Association of University Professors, of which Ollie is a member. That agreement required a showing of serious misconduct in order to fire an employee for “just cause” and also affords Ollie other union protections.
The school had argued that Ollie’s transgressions were serious and that his individual contract superseded those union protections.