Metro League Tues.: Winter Ball Date Made, Phil Lumpkin Honored, DJ Fenner Scouted

Well, this is awkward.

As Seattle Prep sealed their win at O’Dea last night, I spotted three girls gathered in the hall connecting the gym to the parking lot. They were all wearing t-shirts with two large letters on them. I saw one girl wearing an “NT,” next to one with “ER,” next to one with “BA.” Each held a white card with a question mark on it.

Friend David and I discussed this in confusion until I pieced it together.

“Winter Ball!” I exclaimed. “The t-shirts combine to say ‘Winter Ball.’ But what do the cards say?”

“Will you go to winter ball with me,” said David.

“Yes,” I replied. “Yes, David, I will.”


And that’s how David and I ended up as O’Dea/Holy Names 2009 Winter Ball partners. Not sure what his wife is going to think, but he asked me and how could I say no? Any O’Dea students reading, please let me know where to buy tickets and especially where the afterparty is.

But I’ve started at the end of the game. Let me get back to the beginning.

This was the first game of O’Dea’s season, and thus their first in 18 years without head coach Phil Lumpkin, who died unexpectedly last month at age 57. Commemoration was in order.

Several O’Dea students wore #10 Suns jerseys personalized with Lumpkin’s name (Lumpkin played 34 games for the Suns in ’75-’76).

Seattle Prep made a nice gesture when they came out for warmups–each player and coach held a white rose, which they deposited on Lumpkin’s now-vacant courtside chair.

Among the hundreds of banners in O’Dea’s gym, the five state hoops championships Lumpkin won

Fans were asked to observe a moment of silence in Lumpkin’s honor before the game. We did so. We were told that the court would soon be named for Lumpkin. We applauded.

No pomp, no ostentation. A few words and then basketball. From what little I knew of the ostentation-less Phil Lumpkin, I think he would’ve approved.

Then it was time for high-school basketball. HIGH SCHOOL BASKETBALL!


We were most excited to see Prep freshman DJ Fenner, a D.C. kid who is one of the best hoops prospects in the nation for his age. Fenner, a 6’5″ guard, started slow, as did the game. Tight man-to-man defense strangled both offenses. Fenner didn’t hit a shot, and the score was 12-10 after one quarter. Thereafter, things opened up.

A word first about the crowd. O’Dea’s always-creative student section shined during free throws. One student attempted to distract Prep’s free throw shooters with a loud bird call. This worked only sporadically. The Irish fans had cooked up a special cheer for Prep’s Serbian center Nikola Djokovic. “U-S-A! U-S-A!” they chanted. Prep’s fans countered with “Ser-Bi-A. Ser-Bi-A!”

Now the game was moving. The 35-second shot clock, new to Washington high school basketball this year has made it so. With Fenner still struggling to find a rhythm (though he hit finally hit his first shot, a rise-and-fire three-pointer, with 6:55 left in the half), Prep sophomore forward Mitch Brewe began getting some buckets inside.

O’Dea’s interior defense, severely compromised with by early foul trouble, had no answer. Prep forged a 30-25 lead at half. Meanwhile, O’Dea’s Dustin Watts kept the Irish close. Watts would finish the night with 25 points, nearly 40% of O’Dea’s total. Watts did most of his damage outside, it seems to me.

Fenner looked for his shot more in half two. He attempted more shots in the third quarter than in all of the first half.

Just 30 seconds in Fenner made a nice cut without the ball on the baseline, took a pass and exploded to the hoop for a layin.

A minute after that Fenner grabbed a pass in the lane and was fouled attempting a shot.

A minute after that Fenner took the ball on the wing, feinted a drive, stepped back and hit a jumper.

A minute after that Fenner received a pass at the top of the key and immediately rose to shoot a three. He swished it.

Two minutes after that, Fenner was involved in the most controversial play of the game. He missed a shot off the front rim, leading to an O’Dea run-out. But Fenner raced back down the court, catching up to the Irish player just as he rose for a layin. Fenner pinned the ball against the backboard. He also bodied the shooter into the two-row grandstand under the basket.

The ref correctly called Fenner for a foul, but inexplicably deemed it an intentional foul. An awful call, because Fenner not only was clearly going for the ball, he actually got the ball. Sure, it was a foul, but it wasn’t even close to an intentional one. (Sometimes high school refs are confused by super-athletic players; Fenner was also called (by the same ref) for a totally unwarranted traveling call on a sweet drop-step to the basket.)

Seattle Prep’s fans rightfully went nuts and head coach Mike Kelly stood mouth agape with his arms spread wide in disbelief. Less than a minute later, Fenner made a steal, drove baseline and attempted to dunk over an O’Dea player. The defender got enough body to misdirect the shot–he got nowhere near the ball. The Prep faithful mockingly called for an intentional foul call on the Irish. Of course, this wasn’t an intentional foul either, but Fenner’s defense at least got a piece of the ball.

Behind Fenner, who finished with 18 points, Prep pulled out to a nine-point lead. They seemed to have the game won. BUT THIS IS HIGH SCHOOL BASKETBALL!!! No lead is safe (especially with the new shot clock, which prevents the keep-away tactics we would’ve seen in this situation last year). The Irish charged back behind Watts’ shooting and tied the score with less than four minutes to go.

But Prep put away the game on one of the strangest basketball shots I’ve ever seen. Prep guard Jackson Clough attemped to feed a pass into the post, but it was tipped up by an O’Dea player. The ball hit the side of the rim, then defied physics by spinning straight up and through the basket for a three-pointer.

Prep hit their free throws at the end, pulling away to win 71-64.

If every game I see this year is as fun as this one, it’ll be a great year of Metro League Tuesdays. Join me sometime, will ya? (Here’s the calendar of games).

Michael Cera in Town Thursday (Swoon)

Sez The Daily (via Facebook, of course): 

UW won the Youth in Revolt Contest!  Michael Cera will be at the Landmark Neptune this Thursday for a FREE SCREENING.  Starts at 7PM, first come first served.  21+ after party to follow at MOE BAR.

Youth in Revolt is, of course, the movie based on the book of the same name about geeky teenager Nick Twisp and his bad-boy alter ego.  I recall it being a good read, y’know, when I was sixteen. 


Unfortunately, Thursday’s screening is for UW students only, and it will most assuredly be a full house, so if you aren’t a UW student willing to wait in line starting at 5 p.m., you can catch the film in theaters January.  Instead, hit up the after-party at Moe Bar (starting 9ish, I guess) if you want the chance to bat your eyelashes at sweetie pie Michael Cera from across the room (hand raise) and/or ask him one million questions about the still-in-the-works Arrested Development movie (double hand raise).

Surfer Blood and Japandroids Ride the Waves at Chop Suey Tonight

West Palm Beach’s Surfer Blood went from being ignored to hot shit virtually overnight.  Coming off a successful run at CMJ, the boys are touring in anticipation of their upcoming debut album, Astro Coast (out in January).  It’s full of super-catchy indie rock–though they’re from South Florida, the album feels more like California, with Beach Boys harmonies here and a Weezer guitar riff there. 


Meanwhile, Vancouver BC’s Japandroids plays Seattle for, like, the nineteenth time this year, continuing to ride the accolades from Post-Nothing, one of the best-reviewed albums of 2009.  They have a big, bombastic, flat-out fun, fuzzed-out sound, all the more impressive, considering it’s just a dude on the guitar and a dude on drums.  In doing so, Japandroids throw down the gauntlet:  Who needs a bass when you’ve got cymbals?

 

  • Surfer Blood opens for Japandroids at Chop Suey tonight.  World’s Greatest Ghosts plays first.  8 p.m. doors, all ages, $12.

Can You Send a Deep-Bore Tunnel C.O.D.?

State senator Jim Kastama (D-Puyallup) wrote a deep-bore op-ed for the Seattle Times a few days ago, wanting to set the record straight about whether Seattle taxpayers were on the hook for cost overruns on the Viaduct-replacing tunnel.

Despite what you may have heard during the mayoral race, Kastama says, if you’re a Seattle property owner who “benefits” from the tunnel, you’re still on the hook. In fact: “I am drafting legislation that will clarify Seattle’s obligation in no uncertain terms and provide them options for local funding sources.”

Kastama makes many sensible points, but I think he and history part ways when he says, “Seattle chose an approach inherent with a history of huge cost overruns.” Mayor Greg Nickels went to Olympia with a surface/transit plan to sell; it was Governor Gregoire and the legislature that chose the deep-bore option for us, claiming that SR99 was too “vital” a corridor to be left to the whims of Seattle yokels.

Kastama is united with state House speaker Frank Chopp, against state representative Judy Clibborn, that the legislature meant what it said: Cost overruns are Seattle’s problem. But while Kastama prefers the tunnel, if the state had money to spare, Chopp does not and is pleased that he has an ally in Mayor-elect Mike McGinn. State senator Ed Murray, reports Publicola, disagrees with Kastama and Chopp that the Seattle-overrun provision was that big a sticking point.

Sounds just like sausage being made doesn’t it?

West Coast Basketball Orbits Around the State of Washington

Now that the Apple Cup is mercifully behind us, can we just pretend that football doesn’t exist? Basketball is where it’s at, people. And our state is holding the banner of West Coast hoops for the entire nation.

Only three schools in states that touch the Pacific Ocean are ranked in the AP basketball poll. Two of those schools–the University of Washington (#12) and Gonzaga University (#17)–are right here in the Evergreen State.

UW and Wazzu are the only two undefeated teams in the Pac-10 conference, and have collectively monopolized the conference’s player of the week award thus far.

Wazzu’s Thompson, the nation’s top scorer

Wazzu guard Klay Thompson leads the nation in scoring, averaging 28.3 points per game. Thompson’s excellence has won him the past two Pac-10 Player of the Week awards. The previous one, first of the season, when to Washington’s Quincy Pondexter.

Seattle U’s Charles Garcia isn’t far behind Thompson, ranking 4th in the country. Garcia was named Mid-Majority Baller of the Week after a 41-point performance in SU’s loss to Wofford Saturday. Seattle U is ranked #64 in the NCAA’s RPI rankings, ranking them above most Pac-10 teams as the Times’ Bob Condotta tweeted yesterday.

As for football, Seattle U, Gonzaga and Washington State don’t even field teams, and Washington’s squad will wind down another losing season Saturday. The only decent football team in the state, Central Washington, saw their season end on a blocked PAT in the DII quarterfinal.

2009 college football season, I scrub you from my memory as I look forward to one of the best hoops games in the state tomorrow night in Pullman.

Gonzaga visits Washington State Wednesday night. Game’s at 6 p.m., you can watch on FSN. Should be an interesting match; the battle-tested against the unchallenged. The Zags have already played four power conference teams this season, while Wazzu hasn’t faced one.

Last year, the Zags destroyed the Cougs 74-52, a loss which portended the poor Cougs season that followed. Different team this time around, with Wazzu playing up-tempo under new coach Ken Bone.

Thursday, the undefeated Huskies play their first road game of the season, at Texas Tech as part of the Pac-10/Big XII challenge. That game’s at 4 p.m. on ESPN2.

Seattle U also has an interesting game Thursday night, they travel to Cal Poly San Luis Obispo, new home of their former coach Joe Callero. Callero left the Redhawks after 8 seasons to take over at Cal Poly, and while Seattle U has been ripping off upsets under new coach Cameron Dollar, Callero’s Mustangs are 0-5. The game’s at at 7 .pm., you can listen live on ESPN 710.

Long live hoops!

Morrissey is Still Frinky

A wide range of folks descended on the Paramount to see the iconic and enigmatic Morrissey on a Sunday evening. Seattleites from all over the subcultural spectrum showed up to sway along with their favorite British crooner.

Capitol Hill hipsters made sure their hair was perfectly styled, goth girls made sure their makeup was fully applied, tattooed hardcore kids wore their Smiths shirts, new Belltowners wore their suits, and a slew of regular people filled in the empty seats between them. Ages ranged from middle school to 40th-high-school-reunion.

There’s something special about a singer that can attract such a variety of fans, especially a singer that is not particularly exciting to watch or listen to. Yet, Morrissey has been steadily adding to his fan base since the early ’80s. It’s a fan base that, while not quite Beatles-esque, is remarkably dedicated. One gentleman way up in the front even cut his hair to resemble the traditional Morrissey shaved sides and pompadour look that he has sported for the past twenty years.

What is it that attracts us to the restrained singing and the gentle walking around the stage that comprise the Morrissey concert? Is it the universality of his lyrical content? Whenever anyone wants to wallow in their sorrow for a while, a Smiths song is the perfect companion. In fact, I bet a motivated researcher could find that the Smiths are largely responsible for the transformation of hardcore punk into the early emo bands.

However, it’s been twelve years since the last Smiths record. Is Morrissey riding his former popularity? Judging by the responses to the songs last night, yes. Every Smiths song had a chorus of audience members. Morrissey songs had fewer singalong fans. When he played the first of the B-sides collected on his new record, he asked afterward, “Was that boring?” as the crowd was clearly subdued. The following Smiths song quickly placated them.

Part of Morrissey’s crafted public persona relies on approachability and integrity. He mentioned that “turkey is 80 percent antibiotics” and suggested that eating meat, even on Thanksgiving, was “the unthinkable.” PETA even had a table at the door. Morrissey also willfully handed the microphone to a front row patron to allow her to introduce Jose from Mexico City who was having a birthday and turning 32 that evening. But if he speaks out for his beliefs, he has tempered them enough not to play “Meat is Murder” after a short speech about turkeys and antibiotics.

Young ladies still hold up signs that say “You’re still frinky” for an aging and less waifish Morrissey. He’s a modern-day Frank Sinatra: His voice is still unmistakable, and now his fans supply the frinky for him.