Nobody 688 - Footnotes

Footnotes for Nobody 688
March 4, 2007

BASKETBALL

From Greg Hansen – Arizona Daily Star:

While dispatching my annual All-Pac-10 media ballot to a Bay Area newspaper on Tuesday, I had to count and recount my preliminary list of 10 all-star players. Six are freshman and sophs. Only one, Oregon point guard Aaron Brooks, is a senior.

That is unprecedented.

Although my list may differ from others participating in the media poll, I do not think there will be that much overall difference. Here's my list, based entirely on Pac-10 games.
Seniors (1) – Brooks.

Juniors (3) – Arron Afflalo, UCLA; Nick Young, USC; Derrick Low, Washington State.

Sophomores (4) – Darren Collison, UCLA; Lawrence Hill, Stanford; Jon Brockman, Washington; Jeff Pendergraph, Arizona State.

Freshmen (2) – Brook Lopez, Stanford; Chase Budinger, Arizona.

If the league season lasted another month, Stanford's 7-foot Lopez might emerge as the most powerful player in the West.

Those on the waiting list are not seniors either. You could replace Budinger with sophomore teammate Marcus Williams, drop Brockman and insert his freshman teammate Spencer Hawes.

I think Hansen has made excellent choices. I would make only two changes: (1) Replace Derrick Low with teammate Kyle Weaver. (2) Replace Budinger with Oregon State’s Marcel Jones.

Also from Hansen:

After Brooks, the league's next-best seniors are USC's Lodrick Stewart, who is the No. 3 option for the Trojans, Cal point guard Ayinde Ubaka and Arizona's Mustafa Shakur and Ivan Radenovic.

It is the least-skilled senior class in Pac-10 history, 1979-current.<<<

MUSIC

Love Somebody

Doris Day and Buddy Clark
Written by Joan Whitney and Alex Kramer

Peaked at # 1 in 1948

DORIS: Love somebody, yes, I do
Love somebody, yes, I do
Love somebody, yes, I do
I love somebody but I won't say who

Handsome face, six feet tall and his picture's on my wall
Love to be his baby doll
If he kissed me I

wouldn't mind at all

BUDDY: I love somebody, yes, I do
Love somebody, yes, I do
Love somebody, yes, I do
Love somebody but I won't say who

Don't know why she acts so shy, she oughta know I wouldn't dream of even hurtin' a
fly
Hope she doesn't pass me by 'cause if she did I'd die, I know I'd die

BOTH: I love somebody, yes, I do
Love somebody, yes, I do
BUDDY: Love somebody, yes, I do
BOTH: Love somebody but I won't say who

DORIS: He's big and strong
BUDDY Wouldja like to feel my muscle?
BRDORIS: Bold and gay
BRBUDDY: I never once lost a tussle
BRDORIS: At the moment he's not very far away
BRBUDDY: Why don'tcha say who's "they" already?
BRDORIS: I'd want to marry him today
BRBUDDY: But you don't say who
BRDORIS: That I cannot do
BRBUDDY: Happen to be me?
BRDORIS: Possibility
BR
BRBUDDY Won'tcha tell me who ya love?
BRDORIS: Love somebody
BRBUDDY: Tell me true
BRDORIS: Yes, I do
BRBUDDY: Yes, you do
BRDORIS: Love somebody
BRBUDDY: I do, too
BRDORIS: And I do
BRBUDDY: Maybe me
BRDORIS: Love somebody
BRBUDDY: I hope it's me
BRBOTH: Love somebody but I won't *say* who
BR
BR
BRBUDDY: C'mon confess
BRDORIS: Why don'tcha try and guess?
BRBOTH: Do tell. Let's tell.
BRDORIS: You promise not to breathe a word?
BRBUDDY: Doris, don't be absurd
BRDORIS: Strictly entre-nous?
BRBUDDY: Oui, oui!! We two
BRDORIS: Well
BRBUDDY: Confidentially
BRDORIS: Between you and me
BRBOTH: Confidentially
BRDORIS: I love somebody
BRBUDDY: I've got news for you
BRDORIS: Love somebody
BRBUDDY: I feel that way, too
BRDORIS: Love somebody
BRBUDDY: Glad it's true
BRBOTH: That somebody that I love is you

DON’T FENCE ME IN

Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above,
Don't fence me in.
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love,
Don't fence me in.
Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze,
And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees,
Send me off forever but I ask you please,
Don't fence me in.

Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies.
On my Cayuse, let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountains rise.

I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses
And I can't look at hovels and I can't stand fences
Don't fence me in.