it can't be only I who has noticed this.... but you can actually sing "These Are a Few of MY Favorite Things" from the Sound of Music right along with the theme to the L word

Different chords, but the timing works perfectly.

Careful though. This can be as addicting as the trashy sitcom itself.

And then I don't feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeel......so baaaaaaaad.

Since the coach in both of these cases asked for a timeout 15 or 20 seconds before it is granted, there is a simple solution....

Have the ref blow the whistle and stop the play when the request is made. Shanahan (or any coach) have the right to call a time-out, not hold the sideline referees undivided attention. The coach either wants to stop play or he doesn't. What the coaches are doing in those 15 seconds is both calling and not calling a timeout. It's time for the refs to take control.

Also, if the request is made to a sideline ref, he should be obligated to notify the other refs, perhaps with a hand signal/whistle signal, that the play ALREADY will not go through, and therefore there is no need to snap the ball or even line up.

I know kicking is all timing, but a way for other teams to combat this tactic is to have varied snap times.... if you kick with 5 seconds left they don't get a chance to call timeout with 1 second left..... I know it's a new rhythm, but it is a coherent strategy to deal with unsporting behavior.

Every transgendered person I know spent time before transitioning identifying as queer ....building queer movements, spending energy to produce glbt events, running workshops for queer youth, etc, etc.

They are already an integral part of the queer movement, albeit possibly somewhat invisible to the "normal" queers.

Which brings us back to the idea of heteronormativity.... many sympathetic straights, no matter how supportive theoretically, harbor a small idea that any queer sex is transgressive. No matter how "normal" a queer is, the straight world will always see the slight stain of transgressiveness. Where you see a huge difference between yourself and a dress-wearing tranny, alot of the world sees a small gradient of difference.

HULLO....

New Orleans.

LSU champs don't count.