The gloves have been thrown. The dog pile has happened. The fireworks have lit up the Omaha sky. The trophy has been kissed. The foghorn has echoed down West End. Tim Corbin has hugged all his players. We now find ourselves liking every Facebook status we can, changing our profile pictures, texting our friends and former classmates, and soaking it all in. Read more
*The following reviews were gathered from Bruno Mars’ performance at the FedEx Forum on June 6, 2014. He’s currently traveling the United States for the second leg of his Moonshine Jungle Tour.*
Alex Beene: I never saw Michael Jackson live in concert. Sad, I know. Thanks to MJ’s weird obsession with staying off the road in later years and blowing millions in Vegas on junk that now occupies dusty space in the attic of Neverland Ranch, my knowledge of the former King of Pop’s performance power will forever be limited to clips from the past.
Dear Hardcore Soccer Fans in America,
The World Cup starts this week, but you knew that. You don’t need ESPN to run promos with Coldplay music splashed in the background to remind you of the start of soccer’s biggest tournament. Your biological soccer clock’s countdown timer has been ticking since 2010’s tournament ended.
Soccer season never really ends for you. You follow different leagues all around the world, so when one league takes a brief break, you just hop over and watch another league. You’re a fan, 24-7, 365.
So now, with the World Cup just days away, I ask just one simple favor of you…
Don’t be a douche.
What that means… Read more
It’s tough to express feelings about D-Day as someone who was born over 40 years after June 6, 1944. Most historians refer to it as a turning point in western civilization. When I think of D-Day, I think of images. The opening scene of Saving Private Ryan. My visit to the eerily peaceful beach in spring 2010. But I also think of words – FDR’s D-Day prayer over the radio, General Eisenhower’s speech to his men, and more.
I’ve made it somewhat of a tradition here at The Wise Guise to commemorate D-Day with a reflective post. I’d urge you to read my best friend Jay Salato’s post from two years ago reflecting on the speech he had the opportunity to give at the commemorative ceremony at the U.S. Memorial Cemetery at Omaha Beach. Then, I’d urge you to re-visit my post from last year and listen to/read FDR’s prayer and Ike’s speech.
This year, I want to share two more pieces of history that I’ve recently found to continue the impossible task of commemorating the courage and sacrifice of those men who charged Normandy Beach.
The last winner was crowned in 1978.
There was Sir Barton in 1919.
Gallant Fox in 1930.
Omaha in 1935.
War Admiral in 1937.
Whirlaway in 1941.
Count Fleet in 1943.
Assault in 1946.
Citation in 1948.
The famed Secretariat in 1973.
Seattle Slew in 1977.
And then Affirmed in 1978.
Within 30 years, amongst the ruins of two World Wars and the Great Depression, we had 8 Triple Crown winning horses. Then, a quarter of a century passed before Secretariat became the hero America needed in the midst of turmoil surrounding Vietnam and Watergate. Seattle Slew and Affirmed followed up with back-to-back wins in the late 1970s as Jimmy Carter’s America stumbled along… and we haven’t had a Triple Crown winner since.
In the ever-growing list of rogues from Disney’s animated film canon, perhaps no other villain holds the same status as Maleficent. Primarily due to her awe-inspiring appearance, the antagonist of 1959’s “Sleeping Beauty” has been a constant staple of darkness for the studio’s character line-up over the last few decades. Read more