My 2014 year in review. Love this every year. spotify.com/2014 #Spotify2014

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My 2014 year in review. Love this every year. spotify.com/2014 #Spotify2014
Supporters' Blues
I am a bit heartbroken. It is not a lot and it is not a little, but it is enough to wallow in. It has been almost a week, but still I catch myself in heavy sighs and cannot bring myself to be enthusiastic about any competition, let alone sports. I can't think about the game or the specific plays anymore - that became exhausting after the first day or two. Instead, I think only about the unfortunate reality that set in after all of that potential just vanished in one unexpected loss. It's like a bad breakup you never saw coming. The alternate possibilities you can think about forever.
The night the number one ranked UCLA women's soccer team lost to Virginia in the NCAA Elite 8 was a somber one. This team was poised to defend their national title with some degree of confidence. They hadn't lost all season, had given up only four goals and looked to be peaking at the right time. A win against Virginia and the expectation for that championship would have been near absolute. The roster fielded, with nine starting seniors, was also arguably one of the best UCLA has ever seen. To not even make the Final Four was a blow that has yet to stop reverberating.
It was a season-ender, and a college career-ender for those nine seniors, which came too soon. No trip to the national stage just seemed unfair. But alas, that chance would not come and it was strictly unbelievable. The crowd that showed up at Drake that night was shocked into silence when the clock ran out (apart from the cheers coming from those in orange) and no one knew what to do or say exactly. Most teams and fans, even if they do not consciously acknowledge it, have a mechanism for bracing for losses. That was not the case here.
After the game, the UCLA bench was silent except for the tears that you knew would come. As I made my way through the UCLA camp, there were a lot of hugs and back pats and a lot of those looks that carry that feeling there are no words for. The media and press stood around for minute after painful minute waiting for interviews and reactions, but no one wanted to interrupt the scene with noise or conversation, or even movement. It just seemed out of place. Everything was out of place.
Eventually, someone did move or speak and the moment was broken. Head Coach Amanda Cromwell did give an interview and you thought what a wretched thing to have to do. Standing just off camera was UCLA women's basketball head coach and Amanda's longtime friend, Cori Close. If nothing else moved you that night, watching Coach Close stand alone in the cold night to support Amanda as she answered questions about the team's loss was enough to do it. Heartbreaking and beautiful. In the midst of it all, there was a lot of love that night, too.
The fans filtered out of the stands. The players reunited with their families and friends. The staff packed up the gear. And the coaches were the last to make their way out of the stadium. No one wanted to go, but there was no choice. It was really over. The lights went dark on the scoreboard. The equipment crew took down the nets and the corner flags. All of that which was supposed to be celebration was now an empty field, a quiet stage. That would be all for the Bruins this season.
Now we sit at home and watch the Twitter feed roll by with conversations we know would have been about this team. We debate whether we will actually bring ourselves to watch the Final Four this weekend. We try to insulate ourselves from any further talk of the subject. We go get lost. We sigh and sigh and sigh. Still unbelievable.
There is so much that goes into a championship season, that was learned last year. This year we learned how much goes into a non-championship season. The difference between the two is damn close and that is the killer. Close became far with each second that ticked off the clock until the goal was out of reach for good. You wanted it for these girls and this staff and that program. Because they were great, yes, one of the best, but because it seemed like the only appropriate ending for all that went into the making of a great season.
And it was a great season, undeniably so, but my heart still hurts and that is just the supporters' blues. Next year is a ways off, too far to think about now, though we know we will come around eventually. The team will be exciting again and out to prove their place among the best in the nation. This one will just take some time, but we've got plenty of that.
When I Was 25
It's that time again! Here are the top 25 +1 songs I listened to in the past year:
"Storytelling" has become one of the most overused words in today's marketing world. So much so that it has started to mean nothing. Just like culture. Just like movement. Just like trend.
Stefan Sagmeister hits this one on the head.
Crowd-sourcing the tracking of wildlife restoration—YASSSS pls!!! More/photos: bitly.com/morganfire
This is brilliant.
We wrote about this a few weeks ago! (And more extensively on the TweetReach blog.) Each of the social platforms is really being used to its strengths in this fire recovery project; Twitter to disseminate information about it, and Instagram for the actual photo gathering of different vantage points around Mt. Diablo State Park.
If you live in the area, plan a hike and get involved!
There is something uneasy in the Los Angeles air this afternoon, some unnatural stillness, some tension. What it means is that tonight a Santa Ana will begin to blow, a hot wind from the northeast whining down through the Cajon and San Gorgonio Passes, blowing up sand storms out along Route...
Our new project with the UCLA Women's Soccer team is now live. You can follow the team through Japan and learn more about the program. Click the photo above to check it out. Go Bruins!
#CleatsUp Coming Soon!
Thanks to @aherczeg and @Quantasy for stopping by today. Getting excited for our trip #bruinsinJapan #cleatsup pic.twitter.com/EB9g6O2YEe
— Sam Greene (@sammaysosa29) March 13, 2014
5 rules for good email etiquette
Add this to the list of things they should have taught you in college.
The Super Bowl is not a “one time” campaign, but rather a defining moment and opportunity in an ongoing messaging strategy. Here is our checklist to help prepare your social team for the big day.
1. Determine goals
What are your brand’s goals during this year’s Super Bowl? Think about...
Pretty good guide here for Marketers looking to get in on the Super Bowl real-time action.
In Support of Better Status Updates
I love everything about this article.
"Bad Carver on social media is a response to the old days of faux enthusiasm, people massaging their own personal brands with stories (and supporting photos) of the travel, films, haircuts, sunsets, and lobster empanadas they’ve enjoyed and you haven’t. Propaganda. Only it’s now swung too far in the other direction."
http://www.randomhouse.ca/hazlitt/feature/who-read-not-be-boring-facebook
How fantastic! Londoners just going about their day in 1927.
Guys, I want you all to meet Joe. He’s the new head of social media and marketing strategy here at Bubble Trouble Laundromat. A few months ago we ...
Pen & Paper: A 2014 Manifesto of Sorts
The mountains are waiting.
Well done, Spotify, well done.
Spotify recently released their 2013 data in an awesome visualization that covers everything from numbers of hours streamed to the most popular songs, artists and albums.
Perhaps what is most fun is that Spotify will also run your listening data and put it in a nice card for you (above).
Check it out here: https://www.spotify.com/us/2013/#
To echo the words of Maya Angelou earlier, and apply them more appropriately, 'whether I deserve it or not.' Sometimes, when I find myself in a dark place, I lose all taste for poetry. If it cannot do what I want it to do, if it cannot restore those I have lost, then why bother with it at all? There’s plenty that poetry cannot do, but the miracle of course, is how much it can do, how much it does do. So often I think I know myself, only to discover in a poem a difference, an otherness that resonates, where I find myself, as Wallace Stevens once put it, more truly and more strange. It is what some describe as soul-making. I count myself among them. I think often of the words of Paul Connolly who said, 'I believe it is not arguing well, but speaking differently that changes a culture.' Poetry is the place where speaking differently is the most prevalent. Speaking differently is what I aspire to, and what I so adamantly admire in the poetry of Adrian Matejka, Matt Rasmussen, Frank Bidart, Lucie Brock-Broido.
https://www.graywolfpress.org/blogs/mary-szybists-national-book-award-acceptance-speech