Or, LEGIONS OF BOOM!
Why Boom? Well, because of hits like this by Seattle Seahawks safety [[Kam Chancellor]]:
Yesterday Miles and I finally got to watch a couple of NFL playoff games. Miles has become a major Seahawks fan this year, and he finally got to donn his [[Russell Wilson]] jersey for the Conference Championship. It’s amazing how much he has learned about the game thanks to [[Phil Simms]] tutelage on Madden 25, but that’s a whole ‘nother post. The season was rudely interrupted in mid-December for us because we left for a month-long trip to Italy. Surprisingly the NFL is not really a thing there. They’ll catch up, they’re still figuring out the internet too 😉
The first game of the day, Bronocs/New England, was a sleeper, even though I love a good sad Brady game. Luckily, the Seahawks/49ers game was anything but. It was a classic defensive battle, and it was right down to the wire. What’s more, we both love Marshawn Lynch, so when he broke free for a 40-yard touchdown run late in the third quarter we went nuts.
The lynchpin and spokesman for the Legion of Doom, Richard Sherman, had himself quite a game. The self-acclaimed best cornerback in the league backed it up, and shut down whomever he faced. What’s more, he tipped a pass by [[Colin Kaepernick]] to [[Michael Crabtree]] in the endzone during the final seconds of the game that ensured the Seahawks a trip to the Super Bowl. It was an intense moment, as Crabtree’s reaction to Sherman after the play suggests. But to be fare, Sherman talks a lot of trash, so a pat on the ass must seem little consolation.
Did I mention Sherman talks a lot of trash?
But the best part of the game was Richard Sherman going ballistic in this post-game interview—the man is excited, and this isn’t your typical “I want to thank Jesus” interview as you’ll quickly discover.
What struck me is how the post-game interview was in dialogue with (or maybe even fueled by) the commercial he stars in for Dr. Dre’s Beats headphones that aired during the game. In the ad Sherman is being interviewed by the media which quickly turns on him with increasingly overt racist attacks—ending in “how do you feel about your reputation as a thug?” The link between Dre, the violent rap culture of LA in the 90s ([[Suge Knight]] anyone?), and Sherman himself growing up in Compton during that era is pretty powerful—even though they’re selling you headphones in the end. Maybe I am overreading, but the commerical seems to frame some of the larger issues that are gnawing away at the culture of the NFL around questions of violence, race, owoer, money, etc. I’m not going to try and make or take any trite or moral lessons from it because that’s above my blogging pay grade, but I do love football even more when it is forced, even for a second, to recognize it’s problematic place within the empire.
The other thing that was fun about this game is I was following it both on television and through Reddit. In fact, all the media in thsi post was discovered on Reddit. I’m meeting with a group of UMW Computer Science students sometime this week to explore a Reddit-inspired theme and/or plugin(s) for the work happening on UMW Domains. And while I’ve played around the edges of Reddit, I figured it was hightime to commit—and I was pretty blown away. As the game was happening the commentary, images, and GIFs were flowing like wine. It seemed like ds106 for everything 🙂
I started to realize how powerful community forums could be when framed for a critical mass of people, not unlike what Mike Caulfield has been talking about recently in regards to state-wide edtech stuff. I have to eat crow here a bit because I was of the mindset forums were dead, even though folks like Howard Rheingold have been arguing eloquently and intelligently for their role for a very long while. I am looking forward to playing with Reddit a lot more, because if this Fight Club video I found on the Movies sub-reddit featuring a digitally removed Tyler Durden yesterday is any indicator, those forum hills are filled with gold 🙂 Who knew? I guess millions and milliosn of people besides me