Posted by Nolan Dalla on Sep 27, 2012 in Blog, Personal, Rants and Raves, Travel |
Americans aren’t going to like what I’m about to say. But the French do a lot of things much better than we do.
The French are better at cooking. They make more time to celebrate life. Their culture exudes extraordinary art and architecture. Even their dogs have it much better than their American counterparts — as canines are taken everywhere including airports, restaurants, and even fancy hotels.
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on Sep 25, 2012 in Blog, Rants and Raves, Travel |
Photo Caption: The world’s worst taxi driver — in Bossier City, LA
Sitting here at the Shreveport Airport waiting on my flight.
Decided to post a few short stories from my two-week stay in Shreveport-Bossier City, Louisiana. There are short and sweet. Here it goes:
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on Sep 24, 2012 in Blog, Essays, Travel |
Someone should have warned me about Sylvia Browne’s utterly shameless and abominable one-woman stage act.
I suspected it would be mind-bogglingly awful.
What I couldn’t possibly have predicted was — her show would actually be worse than I expected.
Where to begin?
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on Sep 22, 2012 in Blog |
NOLAN DALLA: 2012 POSTED SEASON RECORD 17 WINS – 10 LOSSES – 0 PUSHES —– (+ 23.8 units / 1 unit = $100)
STARTING BANKROLL: $10,000.
CURRENT BANKROLL: $12,380.
BEST BETS OF THE WEEK: 1-0-0
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on Sep 21, 2012 in Blog, Music and Concert Reviews |
On the list of the world’s most hideous people, this piece of shit is very near the top.
Her name is Sylvia Browne, and for those of you fortunate enough to have never heard of her, she’s a self-described “spiritual teacher and psychic.”
And in a related news story — I’m the Pope.
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on Sep 19, 2012 in Blog, General Poker |
Photo courtesy of Card Player magazine
The opinions expressed here are entirely those of Nolan Dalla. These views do not reflect the official position of the World Series of Poker, Poker Hall of Fame, Caesars Entertainment, or its staff.
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on Sep 18, 2012 in Blog, What's Left |
Pro football lost a giant of a man today.
He wasn’t a player. He never coached. You rarely saw his face.
But you must certainly know his astonishing body of work which spanned more the four decades, and which left an indelible impression on the game that’s now been America’s real ‘national pastime” for two generations.
Steve Sabol was the architect of NFL Films. Together with his late father, Pro Football Hall of Fame inductee Ed Sabol, the first family of NFL historians made football into something far more than just a game.
They made football into art. Their productions were grand theater on the gridiron. Many of their shows were inspirational and epic. Everything they did set the bar higher, not just in sports journalism but in all media.
Their narrative often accompanied by blaring trumpets, NFL Films programming was often better than the actual games they covered. They created legends out of players and coaches most of us had never heard of. They tore down myths. Indeed, Steve Sabol wore many hats — writer, historian, filmmaker, journalist, announcer and marketer. Everything he did showed pro football in a more interesting light.
Steve Sabel’s body of work is extraordinary. Dating back to his early days as a rival-league AFL cameraman during the mid-1960s, Sabol used his natural talents and creative energies to push the bounds of sports coverage into something grander and greater. He not only helped to transform many athletes into heroes and legends. More important, he made them human.
All NFL fans everywhere owe a great debt of gratitude to the late Steve Sabol. He passed away today at the age of 69.
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on Sep 18, 2012 in Blog, Rants and Raves |
I wonder if this is a movie about eating hot dogs?
It was an accident.
I swear. An accident.
While sitting in my hotel room alone late at night with the remote control in hand, I must have punched the wrong number.
It can happen to anyone, right?
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on Sep 17, 2012 in Blog, Politics |
That question was posed to me in an email I received this morning from some conservative political group.
It’s a simple question.
Channeling then-candidate Ronald Reagan’s devastating quip from the 1980 Presidential Debates, 11 simple words which effectively ended Jimmy Carter’s political career, has pretty much become the It’s a Wonderful Life of every election cycle. The cozy campaign chestnut is replayed and parroted so frequently (usually by the challenger) that just as soon as the first couple of words are pronounced, a hundred million listeners can complete the sentence on their own. It’s almost like Name that Tune.
Hey, I can name that tune in three notes. All Mitt Romney has to do is cue up the intro, “Are you better…….?”
We all know the rest.
The question is effective because it’s thought provoking.
So, let me give you an answer.
Yes.
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on Sep 16, 2012 in Blog, Essays |
Writer’s Note: This is the second in a two-part series. This blog is contributed by someone who wishes to remain anonymous. All names of those in this story have been changed at the author’s request. Please take the time to read this. It’s beautifully written — and a wonderful inspiration to kids and adults alike.
PART II.
If you’re a kid playing baseball, there is nothing that causes more disappointment than striking out.
You walk up to the plate and every eye in the stadium is focused on you. Regardless of what the statistics indicate about your potential for success, the level of expectation is still high. When a pitcher gives up a home run, it is certainly a disappointment for him. But everyone knows that in order to be effective in his role a pitcher must throw strikes. Pitches in the strike zone are, for the most part, hittable and sometimes they are hit out of the park.
When you’ve struck out however, you have either missed the pitches that were in the strike zone, or swung at pitches that were not. Sometimes both. You were given multiple opportunities and you wasted them. To make matters worse you must now take a long, lonely stroll back to the dugout, which affords you ample opportunity to contemplate your recent failure.
But you are certainly NOT a failure — for in the battle between pitcher and hitter, a significant advantage belongs to the pitcher in almost every case.
It has been said that hitting a round ball with a round bat is the hardest fundamental task in all of sports and yet each time you come up to the plate, you expect to and are expected by others to, hit the ball.
When a player makes an error, he may be given the opportunity to redeem himself on the very next pitch. A diving catch or a perfect throw results in a stadium full of cheering fans, and the dejection that was felt mere seconds ago has now been drastically reduced if not completely eliminated and replaced by a sense of joy and accomplishment. Strike out however, and several innings will likely pass before you get another chance to bat. You will carry that sense of failure with you from the batter’s box to the dugout and when you take your position on the field, that sense of failure will continue to haunt you. It will likely persist even as you take your next turn at bat. Striking out can be horrible. Indeed, the disposition of the entire town was adversely affected — their hopes gone, their dreams crushed — by one single example of missed opportunity when The Mighty Casey struck out.
Every summer there are kids on diamonds all across America striking out. They walk back to their dugouts with their heads hung low while their parents either sink in their seats trying to hide, or scream at them to keep their eye on the ball, or worse yet, telling them they suck. Right, as if that beer-bellied dad could hit a 65-mph fastball on the inside corner thrown by a 11 year old from just 45 feet away.
Pick any team, on any summer day, on any diamond in America and I guarantee you’ll see it — unless by some miraculous improbability the team you pick happens to be one that I coach.
When coaching youth sports, I believe that it’s important to be as positive as possible. Emphasize successes, not failures and look for opportunities to promote success in difficult or disappointing situations. Give the athlete something specific to focus on improving rather than dwelling on the negative result.
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