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An awesome group helps inner-city people get into the corporate world. A “Seinfeld” mini-reunion is coming (maybe)!. And 4-foot-11 dribbling wizard.

Happy Super Bowl Friday to you! For the record, my prediction is Denver 31, Seattle 28, in what ought to be a heck of a game.

But first, some Good News Friday stories to get you in the mood going into the weekend. First up, I saw this fantastic segment on “60 Minutes” this week and felt like I wanted to share it.

It’s about an organization called Year Up, which offers training programs and internship opportunities to get into the corporate world for inner-city disadvantaged youth.

The program has a strict entry requirement, but once inside men and women are given intense training, then placed in Fortune 500 companies for six-month paid internships, and many of the new employees go on to get full-time jobs with companies like American Express and J.P. Morgan.

Just look at the faces of the successful trainees in this piece, and you’ll see why it’s so vital that chances are offered to people who never get them. There’s so much undiscovered talent in America, but too often it’s overlooked because of how someone looks, or their background.

This Year Up program is awesome; I wish there were 100 more programs like it.

**Next, something potentially awesome for the millions of us who loved “Seinfeld.” On a New York radio show Thursday, Jerry Seinfeld said he and Jason Alexander, along with Larry David, had recently filmed “something” that will air at some point.

Seinfeld is very evasive and the radio guys had to drag details out of him, but hell, I’ll take it. Any “Seinfeld” reunion would be awesome; we had a mini-reunion on “Curb Your Enthusiasm” a couple years ago and it was terrific.

Whatever it is, I can’t wait to see it.

**And finally today, meet Chase Adams. He’s 4-foot-11, in 7th grade, and has mad skills on the basketball court (Yeah, I said “mad skills.” I’m cool like that.)

Someone sent me this video this week and I was amazed. I see a college scholarship in Chase’s future. (The play at :33 was my favorite).

Good News Friday: Don Rickles, still funny. A corgi has fun in a pool. And a very unusual soldier return surprise

**Jury Duty update: If you read my post on Wednesday, you know how excited I was for jury duty, my first-ever. Alas, it was a dud. After sitting in a giant room for 2 1/2 hours (and getting to watch a video on my civic duty narrated by Ed Bradley!), the jury lady told us that all the cases in civil court that day had been settled, and we were all dismissed from jury duty, and didn’t need to come back. For another six years, till we get chosen again.
I am so bummed.

Happy Friday to all of you! Wanted to start today celebrating a national treasure: Don Rickles.
The grand old man of comedy was one of the first comedians I ever remember seeing on TV; as a little kid I was watching Johnny Carson one night (my Grandma, bless her, let us stay up and watch when we slept over her house) and here was this short, bald, fat guy, with a rapid-fire wit cracking on everyone in the audience.

He didn’t have many set jokes; he just seemed like such a naturally funny guy, and he made Johnny Carson pee in his pants laughing.

Anyway, Rickles is 86 now, and still damn funny. He was on the Jerry Seinfeld show “Comedians in Cars Getting Coffee,” recently, and it’s 11 minutes of funny (click below for the clip).

http://comediansincarsgettingcoffee.com/don-rickles-you-ll-never-play-the-copa

**Next up, who doesn’t love see Corgis frolic around in the pool.? If this doesn’t put a smile on your face, nothing will.

**Finally today, we’ve all seen a ton of these “soldier surprises family by returning home from war” videos, but this one is a bit different.

Watch Capt. Bronson swim up and give his wife and kids the surprise of their life.

In praise of Howard Stern, master interviewer. A great Harry Caray/Lumineers mash-up. And “20 Feet from Stardom” a must-see

MrMet**So this has nothing to do with anything except I feel I must share it: Last week, the wife and I were at Shakespeare in the Park in Central Park (we only got to see about 25 minutes before a thunderstorm washed it out) and before the show we were getting a bite to eat in the park when, totally out of nowhere, Mr. Met, the Mets mascot, walked five feet from us.

Startled, I of course called out “Hi Mr. Met!” and he waved. But what the hell was Mr. Met doing in full costume at 7 p.m. on a Thursday, nowhere near a baseball game?
I’ve been wondering ever since. On a related note, can you imagine sitting behind Mr. Met at a theater? No way you’re going to see anything.

OK, on with the show…

I have zero love for Howard Stern. In fact, I pretty much loathe him.
This has led to heated arguments with two of my best friends, who both worship him and listen to him all the time.
I admire his success, but always found his brand of filth just pretty unfunny.
However, I have to give the man props for this: He’s really an excellent interviewer. He gets celebrities to open up and be totally revealing, and he lets them talk about their worlds in a way you don’t get anywhere else on TV or radio.

Last week he had Jerry Seinfeld on, and I was alerted by several websites I look at that this was one of his best. I checked it out and it was indeed fantastic. It’s 90 minutes of Seinfeld letting loose on his iconic show, comedian’s insecurity, his childhood, and a host of other topics.

I know you probably don’t have 90 minutes right now to listen to it, but if you listen 15-20 minutes a time like I did, it’s worth your time.

**Next up, something I found hilarious. Someone on the Internet took the time to mash-up The Lumineers’ big hit “Ho, Hey” with Will Ferrell’s brilliant Harry Caray impression from “Saturday Night Live.”

I watched it three times and laughed harder each time.

**Finally, a quick plug for a great documentary I saw the other night. It’s called “20 Feet from Stardom,” and it’s about the history of backup singers in rock and roll. And it was really, really fascinating.

So man of these great women (and they were mostly women), like Darlene Love and Merry Clayton, have been forgotten by history, or at least marginalized. In the movie we get to hear their stories (Clayton’s tale of being the incredible voice on the Rolling Stones’ “Gimme Shelter” is worth the price of admission alone), hear their voices, and learn what their lives have been like.

Some of the lucky ones got to make it as a solo artist; but most of them had to be content standing in the shadows, making the “talent” sound good and getting very little credit.

It’s a moving film about a group of people who we never hear from, and you’ll walk out of the theater feeling good.
It’s in limited release but check out this site to see if it’s playing hear you.

Good News Friday: Jerry Seinfeld, still really funny. NYC’ers show their creative and lazy side. And the most awesome sign-language interpreter ever

Jerry Seinfeld has been funny forever, back when my family and I would go to Westbury Music Fair on Long Island and watch him perform in front of a few thousand people and wonder, “Why isn’t this guy more famous? He’s terrific!”

Of course, he kind of got a little famous from this TV show he did.

Anyway, what I admire about Seinfeld these days is he’s a man who has all the money and career success you could want, yet he’s still out there doing stand-up, coming up with funny new material. He’s just a guy who still loves telling jokes, even when he doesn’t need to. He risks NOT being funny and tarnishing his rep, but he doesn’t care.

He was on Jimmy Fallon the other night and killed, as usual. His bit about golf was hilarious, especially to a golf-hater like myself.
Enjoy.

citibike

**Next up, I tip my cap to the ingenuity of my fellow New Yorkers, which sort of counts as good news since I love it when citizens get around what the government wants.
What am I talking about? All over New York the last few weeks CitiBikes have popped up. This is the brainchild of our mayor forever Mike Bloomberg and Citibank, and basically it’s a bike-sharing service all over the city where people can swipe their debit card at any of 600 stations in the five boroughs, borrow a bike to get somewhere, then return it to another station.

Pretty simple, but my fellow Manhattanites have come up with a twist on this idea: Instead of going to a health club and paying hundreds of bucks a month to ride a stationary bike, they are going to the bike rental stations, leaving the bikes locked, and then riding them in place for a half hour for free.

Only catch? You can only ride the bikes backwards while they’re locked in place.
Still, it’s a hell of a workout.

**Finally today, something totally out of left field that made me smile (hat tip to my friend and fellow Blue Hen Rachel C. for pointing me to this). Check out this woman at the bottom right of the screen, a sign-language interpreter named Holly is totally translating the, um, un-clean lyrics of Wu-Tang Clan at a recent music festival.

Holly is totally into it!

Good News Friday: Billy Joel makes a college kid’s dream come true. A Corgi who’s an awesome goalie. And the best video Bar Mitzvah invite ever

**Was all set to write about my excitement that Roger Federer and Rafael Nadal played Thursday night in California, their first match in a year. But Fed’s injured back barely let him move, and Nadal, not really healthy himself, drubbed him. Made me sad to see Fed so not like himself. Get better soon, Fed.

Meanwhile, watching 5 minutes of Jerry Seinfeld doing stand-up from Wednesday night cheered me up a little. The man’s still got it.

Billy Joel may not be what he used to be; his voice isn’t the same, his reputation has been ruptured by his several drunk driving incidents (hey, when “Saturday Night Live” parodies you multiple times, that’s not good), and he hasn’t made any new music in quite a while.

But for people like me who great up in the 1980s with his music, he’ll always be a legend. So it was nice to see a kid who was born WAY after “Piano Man” and “Scenes from an Italian Restaurant” came out feel the same way about Billy as millions of us do.

At a college student lecture/concert recently at Vanderbilt University, Billy was asked a question by 20-year-old Michael Pollack, a Vandy student and aspiring songwriter who asked if he could come up and play “New York State of Mind” with Joel.

Billy said “Sure,” and the above video ensued. Just beautiful. I’ve talked about this with my friend Pearlman a bunch, as both of us have been around celebrities a lot and have seen how big of a jerk they can be to fans.

It takes so little for a superstar to make the day of a fan, so little to give someone a lasting memory. I don’t know why more celebrities don’t just take the five seconds to be nice.

Anyway, the Vandy kid does a hell of a job here, don’t you think? Here’s a little background on how he got to play with Billy.

**And now, the most excited Corgi in the world, playing goalie with a ball tossed by his owner.

The anticipation of the dog is my favorite part; he just cannot wait for that ball to be thrown.

**Finally today, saying something is “the coolest Bar Mitzvah invitation ever” isn’t exactly clearing a high bar, I know. But this kid Jorel totally nailed this video invite, with an assist from the music of Queen;

I wish I could go, I bet it’ll be a killer party.

R.I.P. Sally Ride, a true American pioneer. Jerry Seinfeld and Larry David, just hanging out, hilariously. And a big day for the Rangers: Rick Nash is coming to NYC

The thing that surprised me most when I read that the first American woman in space, Sally Ride had died Monday night? Her age.
For a person who accomplished as much as Ride did, and to be only 61 when she passed away due to cancer, was eye-opening.
This was a woman who was a true pioneer, becoming the first woman accepted at NASA as an astronaut in 1978, and who then flew two missions.

As discriminatory barrier after barrier falls away as society becomes more enlightened and less beholden to the past, you sometimes forget how big a deal it was when certain blockades fell. In the middle of the feminism wave of the 1970s, Ride literally proved women could go anywhere men could go, all the way to outer space.

She was a wonderful role model for girls who loved science, and a terrific representative for all who had the imagination to go where few had gone before.

Hers was a life cut short too soon, and she will be missed. But as long as the tales of traveling in orbit are told, Sally Ride will be remembered.

**Jerry Seinfeld, whose post-”Seinfeld” career hasn’t been all that, you know, funny, may finally have something worth watching again. He’s got a new Web-only show on Crackle.com called “Comedians in Cars Getting Coffee.” Which is exactly what it is.

For episode one he had his old partner Larry David on, and it was fantastic. These two are just so clearly, perfectly in tune, that it’s like watching jazz, seeing them riff off each other. A definite good use of 13 minutes of your time; watch the clip above (and enjoy the real spit-take around the 8-minute mark).

**Finally, on a day when the New York Yankees acquired the great outfielder Ichiro (who may or may not be washed up, we’ll see), I was much more excited by another trade one of my favorite teams made Monday.
After months of negotiating, and trade talks stalling, the deal was finally cinched: Star goal-scorer Rick Nash is coming to the Rangers. My Blueshirts had to give up a few good players, but nobody anywhere close the quality of Nash, who scored 30 goals every year on a terrible team in Columbus. Imagine what he’ll do playing with Ryan Callahan and Brad Richards every night!

This trade makes the Rangers a lot better. If there’s a hockey season this fall (and that’s a big if, with an owners’ lockout looming), I’m very pumped for the Rangers’ chances.
Rick Nash, welcome to Broadway. Now don’t screw up.
 

Stewart and Seinfeld kill on “The Daily Show.” “Rescue Me” is back for one more fire. And the cheesiest yet most awesome city promo video ever.

I was practically in tears laughing while watching this on “The Daily Show” Wednesday night.

Jon Stewart had just finished a piece mocking Marcus Bachmann, husband of Michele Bachmann, and a complete lunatic who compares gay people to barbarians and wants to “cure” them. Stewart and his special guest Jerry Seinfeld underwent some “comedy repression therapy” and it’s just too damn funny:

**I’m an enormous fan of the Denis Leary show “Rescue Me,” which I’ve written about a few times on here. If you have never watched it, man, you are missing some seriously awesome TV.
Its final season started Wednesday night, and of course it was awesome. The firemen of Ladder 62 in New York have one final chance to fight fires, save lives, and be incredibly, outrageously, inappropriately funny as well.

Can’t wait to see how this show ends. I have no idea if Tommy Gavin (Leary’s character) is going to die, if Lou will ever find true love, and whether Sheila will finally go completely nutso and blow away every man in her life.
But I know it’s going to be a fabulous ride. Seriously, I implore you, watch this show once and you’ll be hooked. Wednesday nights, 10 p.m. on FX.

**Man, I had totally forgotten all about this next clip until I saw it on grantland.com Wednesday night. And I gotta admit, it totally made me laugh and smile.
In the early 1990s, NBC made this incredibly detailed “I Love New York” style promo video for the city. It was cheesy, hilarious in its “over the top”-ness, but also all kinds of awesome.
If you’re a New Yorker, or were back then, you’ll probably appreciate this the most…

A great story written by a dockworker. South Dakota really doesn’t want to let you get an abortion. And Seinfeld’s cool new website

Great writing can be found anywhere. Not only in the New Yorker, or the Washington Post, or in books.
And there are so many great writers among us, who just don’t have a wide audience.
And I get so much joy out of reading something great by someone I’ve never heard of.
Take John Hyduk. He occasionally does some work for Cleveland magazine, but his regular job is on a loading dock, working the night shift and making sure the soda count is right for the bottling distributorship he works for.
He writes simply, in layman’s terms, but shows us a side of life we hardly ever get to see from a first-person perspective.
Start reading this story he wrote for Esquire. I bet it’s unlike anything you’ve read in a long time.


**Rachel Maddow, who does excellent work, had this eye-opening piece on the incredible restrictions placed on women who want to get abortions in South Dakota.
It’s disgusting that lawmakers are allowed to get away with what is, according to the U.S. Supreme Court, a LEGAL medical procedure.
Just awful.

**Finally, the great Jerry Seinfeld, who I’m proud to say I saw live in concert at Westbury Music Fair on Long Island in the 80s, LONG before he was famous, has created a new website.

It’s filled with all his old bits from every show he’s ever been on. He parcels them out three a time, every day, and it’s fabulous.
Even if I’ve heard almost all of the jokes already. Check it out here.

Why college students celebrated Osama’s death the most. A Doogie Howser thought. And Seinfeld and Rock brilliant in HBO special


Twenty-four hours after the news came that the U.S. had finally killed Osama bin Laden, I found myself thinking a lot about the college students we all saw pictures of during the wall-to-wall news coverage.
They were deliriously happy on campuses from Maine to California and all places in between; the incredible photo above is from Penn State.
And I got to thinking why above all others, these 18-to-21 year olds were so happy.
I mean of course, college kids want any excuse to party and blow off studying, but I think this goes deeper than that.
I have a theory. For these college kids today, Osama bin Laden ruined their childhoods. They were 8, 9, maybe 10 years old on 9/11, and they had to deal with something at a young age that was so different from anything we as Americans have ever had to deal with before (of course we’ve had wars that have cost more lives, but as far as one single day, with one attack on American soil, this was unprecedented.)
Those kids saw unfathomable pain and suffering, more than any kid should have to see. And for the last 10 years, Osama bin Laden has been their real-life Bogeyman.
He’s not the monster under the bed, or in the closet. He’s the real-life person who caused them such emotional trauma at a time in childhood when they were most vulnerable.
So Sunday night, when they found out he was dead, it was like the monster was finally killed. And they could finally turn the light off and go to sleep.

**On a related note (ha) … so it’s last Saturday night, 2 a.m., and I’m flipping around the dial and stop on “Doogie Howser, M.D.” (Don’t judge. That show ruled). And it struck me while I watched the last scene (it was the episode where the cute nurse picked Vinny Delpino over Doogie), while Doogie typed his two-sentence thought, that Doogie Howser was the world’s first-ever blogger.
Way back in 1991, we had our first blog.

That’s all. I always knew that show was ahead of its time.

**Finally, sometimes an HBO special is so brilliant you wish it could be a regular series. Someone had the great idea to put Jerry Seinfeld, Louis C.K., Chris Rock and Ricky Gervais in a room together for an hour, and let them talk about comedy, and tell some hilarious jokes.

C.K. in particular comes off as brilliant here (he gets the one-liner in the clip below), but all four of them are awesome. The show is called “Talking Funny,” and it’s on HBO on Demand, and throughout the week airing on HBO’s regular channels.
I’m telling you, it’s laugh after laugh.
And you’ll never be able to hear Otis Redding’s “Sitting on the Dock of the Bay” the same way again.

ESPN makes a great Iverson movie. And Larry King. Another divorce? Oy.

The last few ESPN “30 for 30″ documentaries haven’t been as good as the earlier ones.

But coming into “No Crossover,” the new one detailing the incredible story of the 1993 bowling alley brawl in Hampton, Va. that ended up with high schooler Allen Iverson in prison, I knew it would be dynamite.

I remember how fascinating this case was at the time, with all the racial overtones and hysteria that surrounded the nation’s top high school athlete, being involved in a scuffle between black kids and white kids in the South.

It wouldn’t have been that big of a deal, this case, except that the judge gave Iverson a five-year prison sentence, considered ridiculously harsh at the time and now. Eventually, then-Governor of Virginia Douglas Wilder freed Iverson after four months.

Steve James, also the director of “Hoop Dreams,” did a fantastic job with this movie. It’s very even-handed, as the white people of Hampton who thought Iverson’s sentence was justified, are well represented, as are the African-Americans who were outraged, and made their feelings well known.

So much to chew on in this movie, such as “How might Iverson’s career and life have been different if he wasn’t freed after four months? Did Douglas Wilder, the first black governor of Virginia, feel pressure to let Iverson go?

What amazed me is how raw some of the feelings still are for the people involved, 17 years later.

“No Crossover” is on again Friday at 2 p.m. on ESPNU, and Sunday at 1o p.m. on ESPNU. Definitely check it out if you can.

**Just terrible news Wednesday. Larry King, apparently trying to field an entire baseball team full of ex-wives, announced he’s getting divorced for the seventh time. His partnership with Shawn Southwick (who I always loved on those late-night infomercials she used to do; am I the only one in the world who remembers those?) are ending after 13 years.

Oh Larry, bubeleh, maybe you should stop getting married. I’m just saying. The red suspenders will always, always, be a babe magnet. And what girls aren’t attracted to a man who gets phone calls on television from both Minsk and Minneapolis; from Stuttgart and Sacramento?

Larry, I know you’ve got the divorce attorney on speed dial. I know you think it’s going to work out each time. But at some point, don’t you have to just quit? You know, stay a bachelor for a while, go hang out with your buddy Bill Maher at Hef’s place, and have a good time.

Seriously, part of me admires Larry, because you know, he just keeps trying to get this marriage thing right. He’s a nice Jewish boy from Brooklyn who wants the perfect wife.

Meanwhile, here’s a great clip of Jerry Seinfeld on with the King. I love this clip, because I legitimately can’t tell if Seinfeld is truly angry, or just putting King on. Maybe you can figure it out

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