In this piece, Couch reports Michigan State players had already been bringing up new head dietician Amber Rinestine’s name, unprompted, for weeks–before many of them credited her with having the mojo to play the fourth quarter at a quicker tempo than the first.
“I kind of had a little breakdown (celebration) on the sidelines,” Rinestine said. “It was like, ‘Oh my gosh, it was all worth it.’ (The players) being like, ‘Hey, it worked, our plan actually worked,’ it was like, ‘Yes. Hell yes, it did.’ ”
Rinestine has been MSU’s head football performance dietitian for less than nine months. For many of MSU’s players, it’s “Where have you been all my life?”
Many sports cultures suffer from a He-Man mentality where games are won and lost by the determination of individuals. They’re actually won on collective effort–and everyone with any kind of role on the team affects the outcome.
GenXers and Xennials who grew up with DOS prompts, driver conflicts, and 492 cables that all might accidentally get kicked out of place will be disgusted by this article about today’s college kids being helpless to conceptualize saving computer files into specific folders.
But the brilliance of Chin’s work here is that she doesn’t frame this as the kids needing to “learn how use a fucking computer
.” She carefully anticipates every knee-jerk reaction people my age might have, and explains that college freshmen (who were nine when the iPad was introduced) have grown up surrounded by magic-box devices with quick, smart global search built in. Many kids’ “school computers” are or were Chromebooks, which famously don’t expose the underlying file structure to the users, either.
Even the metaphor of manila folders in filing cabinets–an abstraction that was super intuitive for office workers in the 1980s–is completely alien to humans who are young enough for me to call them “kids,” but old enough to have drive cars and have jobs. A floppy-disk icon you can click in order to “Save” was once a helpful signpost. It is now a literal hieroglyphic, an ideogram you can only understand by being told the meaning. It’s not kids’ fault for not getting it!
After I graduated high school in 1999, I got a DBA and started building and installing computers as a side hustle. I looked into IT certifications and studied for A+, the standard “this guy can fix a computer” cert
. I got to the part about memorizing the color-band system used for resistors
and quit, because I knew I’d never be soldering resistors onto circuit boards like it was 1987. If the computer had a bad mobo, I’d just OEM it and get a new one. That attitude might have horrified my techie elders, but it’s the world I lived in.
SFF fans like myself have often raised an eyebrow when Very Serious Grownup Writers have drawn raves for daring to engage with futurism or fantastisism, the supernatural or superluminal (and raised our noses when they act as though it’s never been done). SFF fans like myself also like to make fun of some of the Great Novels of our time as “800 pages of a white guy having a normal one,” or “a woman just lays in bed and thinks about things,” which I admit is at least a little bit unfair.
Michel brings up the flaws inheren “literary” describe both a common mode of storytelling and
that story’s artistic quality. But his central point–defining genres not by the content of individual works, but the conversations around them–is not just insightful, but practical. And defending the idea of genre labels by showing how he made a list of them (“science fiction body horror baseball noir novel”)
the North Star of his just-released novel, THE BODY SCOUT
, is insightful and practical, too.
[SIDEBAR: Waaaaaaay too many amazing-sounding books came out in the last couple of weeks. Don’t they know football just started?]
You probably saw this already, as it went viral on every kind of football social media. But this kid td.sports
absolutely dismantled his beloved New York Jets with one still from one play, and it. was. glorious: