The Hammersla Exposition No. 1: One Small Dubstep for Man
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As most of you already know, I am proud to have launched my very own self-aggrandizing podcast project, The Hammersla Inquisition. Each episode will feature a hearty portion of delicately "grilled" friends and family, served with a side of sweet, warm flattery.
As you may or may not know, this idea was born of untimely death. On October 16, 2019, my friend Katie Haas died too young and too suddenly for me to absorb it peacefully. It occurred to me that, while we shared a close friendship, I could have done more to let her know how much she meant to me.
What I hope you all know is how much you mean to me, too.
(It's just a good rule, I think, to seize every opportunity to tell people how much we love them. We should just be saying and hearing "I love you" all the time. It would probably ruin football but on balance everyone would be happier.)
Anyway, in my grief, I came upon an old interview I had conducted with Katie, as part of a series of "celebrity" interviews for my old Jason Hammersla Files website. Even when rendered in sterile text, the crackle of our conversation made me happy -- and delighted that I had preserved that moment of friendship, forever. It made me want to recreate that, which in turn gave me an excuse to have some fun with my friends.
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Pictured above, left to right: Geoff Abbas, Sarah DeVogelaere, Graham Kent, Pentagon City, VA, March 1992
The first person so memorialized is Graham Kent, who was -- if not necessarily my closest friend -- always a friend, and always close by. I asked Graham to go first for a very pragmatic reason: as the one person who is familiar to both my high school friends and my college friends, he was most likely to attract listeners right out of the gate. But he also made an ideal guest because he and I had a lot of unspoken questions and affections that make for good catharsis. I thank him for being so game and so gracious.
I was pleased to see the Kansas City Chiefs defeat the San Francisco 49ers on Sunday night, which doesn't really make much sense. I like California and San Francisco way more than Missouri and Kansas City. My sister-in-law is a huge 'Niners fan. The Chiefs lead the league in domestic abusers. Ultimately, it came down to three overwhelming facts:
- Nick Bosa is a dick.
- Andy Reid seems fun.
- If the NFL is a copycat league, and the people copy winners, I want to see more teams play like Kansas City. Of course, it'll be pretty difficult to anyone to play like that without a Patrick Mahomes clone, but that doesn't mean they won't try.
So that's it for football for a while. I'll miss it but at least now I'll see my family on the weekends.
That's all for Issue No. 1. In the future I'll try to send these out a little earlier on Monday but already I'm getting kind of nervous with the release schedule to which I've already committed myself. Please bear with me.
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