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Viral: Lady Gaga goes gaga over Winnipeg’s Maria Aragon
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| Winnipeg YouTube sensation Maria Aragon has caught Lady Gaga's attention |
Consider Winnipeg’s Maria Aragon, a 10-year-old whose YouTube success got her a spot performing on American television and a mention by a Conservative MP.
The Grade 5 student shot to stardom when a video of her covering Lady Gaga’s latest song, “Born This Way,” on a keyboard on Feb. 16 was praised on Twitter by Gaga herself last week, who said the video brought tears to her eyes. “She is the future,” Gaga tweeted.
This week, her fame took off in a big way. On Tuesday, she was interviewed on The Ellen DeGeneres Show. On Thursday, she appeared as a guest on Good Morning America. She told host George Stephanopoulos that she has no formal training, and figured out how to play the song all by herself.
She has even made it to Canadian politics. An anonymous MP commented this week that Canadians care more about Aragon (who’s “very good, by the way”) than about the Bev Oda affair.
The video had 12 million views and counting by Thursday.
The attention isn’t over for the young star. Gaga has reportedly asked Aragon to sing a duet with her at her March 3 concert in Toronto at the Air Canada Centre.
YouTube UK: No Plans for Movie Rentals in the Near Future
The Post piece seemed very confident about the story, mentioning months of talks with Hollywood studios and a $100 million figure available for content deals, but a YouTube UK spokesperson told the PaidContent:UK site that it just wasn't the case:
Today, YouTube is focused on building out and improving its current US-based rental offering. While we aim to always push all of our products out globally to our community, we have no plans to launch a European rentals service in the near future.
Interestingly enough, as PaidContent points out, YouTube already launched a small-scale movie rental service last year, but Netflix shouldn't be losing any sleep over it; it focuses less on premium titles, and more on niche material. For now, at least...
Cyclist in sports court for blood passport appeal
LAUSANNE, Switzerland (AP) — Italian cyclist Francesco De Bonis is appearing before the Court of Arbitration for Sport to try to overturn a two-year doping ban.
De Bonis was the first rider sanctioned using results from cycling's biological passport program. His appeal is a key test of its legal validity.
De Bonis is challenging the International Cycling Union and Italian Olympic Committee, which banned him last May. De Bonis never tested positive for banned drugs but analysis of his blood samples suggested he'd been doping.
His is one of four biological passport cases being studied by CAS.
De Bonis was the first rider sanctioned using results from cycling's biological passport program. His appeal is a key test of its legal validity.
De Bonis is challenging the International Cycling Union and Italian Olympic Committee, which banned him last May. De Bonis never tested positive for banned drugs but analysis of his blood samples suggested he'd been doping.
His is one of four biological passport cases being studied by CAS.
French coach's anti-English tirade a grotesque hatred unwelcome in sport
MARC Lievremont, the coach of the France rugby union team, doesn't like black people. He says lots of other people also dislike black people.
"We don't like them and it's better to say so than to be hypocritical," Lievremont said. "We have a lot of trouble with black people. We respect them -- in my case, at least, I respect them -- but you couldn't say we have the slightest thing in common with them."
He had more to say on the subject: "We appreciate our Italian cousins, with whom we share the same quality of life. We appreciate the Celts and their conviviality, and among all those nations we have one thing on common. We all don't like black people."
Well, that's not entirely accurate. What Lievremont actually said was: "We all don't like Jews."
Well, to tell the truth, that's wrong as well. What he said was: "We all don't like Muslims".
All right, all right, as you might have read this week, what Lievremont actually said -- and no sleight of word this time -- was: "We all don't like the English."
Question: Does that make it any better? Is it really more acceptable to make a public display of dislike for the English than for any other group of people?
The difference is, I suppose, that Lievremont has got away with it. A few years ago, John O'Neill, the chief executive of the Australian Rugby Union, said: "It doesn't matter whether it's cricket, rugby union, rugby league - we all hate England."
He expanded on this theme: "How do you think France won the right to hold the World Cup? It's simple. No one would vote for England and they were the only other country in the running. Sadly, this is all a by-product of their born-to-rule mentality."
O'Neill got away with that as well, when he should have been kicked out of sport. He wasn't -- it's perfectly acceptable to express hatred of England. It's only when you express hatred of black people, Jews, Muslims and other groups -- like Australians and French -- that it becomes racism.
So let's step back a little. Let those of us who are English decline to take it personally. We won't say: "Well, we hate the bloody frogs. Who do they think they are? Talk about arrogance, try speaking French in Paris and they just sneer and answer in zee bad Engleesh, and as the song has it, they criticise our food and then they eat crepes."
But how truly unsatisfying it must be to hate the English. We don't even answer back when we are insulted by people such as Lievremont and O'Neill. We shake our heads and talk about general principles, as I am doing here. You arrogant English, how we hate you -- and so the arrogant English write sycophantic books about how France is the only civilised place on Earth. A Year in Provence sold by the million because it touched on the English dream of a perfect life under a French sun.
Oh and zee smug English and zee terrible English food they insist on eating . . . our television schedules are packed with programs about people trying to cook like Frenchmen. Never mind le rosbif: if you're a contestant on Masterchef and you produce "a Michelin-standard dish", you know there is no higher accolade.
And think how awful it must be for the Scots and the Welsh who hate England. All right, you oppressing, tyrannical English bastards, we want more independence, we want more self-governance, we want to be a real nation. Oh, all right. Here you are. Well, you're still bastards, anyway.
The Irish used to hate the English, and with good cause, but I was there at Croke Park in 2007, on the site of the Bloody Sunday massacre of 1920, when England went there to play rugby and -- of all things -- it was just a game of rugby. The English anthem was unbooed. Someone told me in a pub, for they have pubs in Ireland: "The end of 800 years of s***e." Hatred is something you can get over.
But the English never hated the Irish back. Rather admired them, even loved them when they weren't shooting the crap out of them. English people don't hate the Welsh or Scots. They don't even hate the French, despite a millennium of warfare and half of London being named for victories over the French -- in war rather than sport.
We English don't really get massed hatred. Perhaps that's what makes us so annoying. I'm not saying the English can't be disgusting -- I've been to England football matches abroad, I've been to Royal Ascot -- but when it comes to mass hatred of large groups of people, we really don't get it. No English coach or sports administrator would get up before a big sporting occasion and say that we English have always disliked the French, the Welsh, the Scots, the Irish, the Australians, the Germans, the Argentinians, the Americans or anybody else.
We can't take that sort of thing seriously. Perhaps that's why extreme forms of government have never caught on here. We never get around to uniting in hatred. You can find evidence of English anti-Semitism before the Second World War, but it was only a few demented English people who found the Nazis attractive.
P.G. Wodehouse expressed the quintessentially English response to Nazism, and to all forms of mass hatred, in what is perhaps his best book, The Code of the Woosters (1938). Bertie is much oppressed by Roderick Spode, a violent politician -- blatantly modelled on Oswald Mosley -- who leads the Black Shorts movement.
When the worm turns, Bertie tells him: "The trouble with you, Spode, is that just because you have succeeded in inducing a handful of halfwits to disfigure the London scene by going about in black shorts, you think you're someone. You hear them shouting 'Heil Spoke!' and you imagine it is the Voice of the People. That is where you make your bloomer. What the Voice of the People is saying is 'Look at that frightful ass Spode swanking about in footer bags! Did you ever in your puff see such a perfect perisher?"'
And that's rather what we say about Lievremont and his kind. Did you ever in your puff see such a perfect perisher? Hatred of people on a general principle -- skin colour, race, religion, nationality, Englishness -- only demeans the people doing the hating. It is a way of making less of yourself, of seeing the world less clearly, of living your life less adequately.
In expressing his dislike for the English, Lievremont doesn't make himself hateful in English eyes. He makes himself pathetic, inadequate and -- because he is a Frenchman I mean this one to sting -- incapable of logical thought. I shrug my shoulders like a Frenchman on the English stage and say: "So much for him."
Should we follow the words of the Bob Dylan song, "don't hate nothing at all except hatred . . ." or should we refuse to hate even that? Especially when it comes to sport. Sport is trivial, it is fun, it is something we pursue for our amusement . . . to hate in the context of sport is grotesque. Those that stir up hatred in sport are -- well, they're just frightful asses, actually.
Nini/The Times
"We don't like them and it's better to say so than to be hypocritical," Lievremont said. "We have a lot of trouble with black people. We respect them -- in my case, at least, I respect them -- but you couldn't say we have the slightest thing in common with them."
He had more to say on the subject: "We appreciate our Italian cousins, with whom we share the same quality of life. We appreciate the Celts and their conviviality, and among all those nations we have one thing on common. We all don't like black people."
Well, that's not entirely accurate. What Lievremont actually said was: "We all don't like Jews."
Well, to tell the truth, that's wrong as well. What he said was: "We all don't like Muslims".
All right, all right, as you might have read this week, what Lievremont actually said -- and no sleight of word this time -- was: "We all don't like the English."
Question: Does that make it any better? Is it really more acceptable to make a public display of dislike for the English than for any other group of people?
The difference is, I suppose, that Lievremont has got away with it. A few years ago, John O'Neill, the chief executive of the Australian Rugby Union, said: "It doesn't matter whether it's cricket, rugby union, rugby league - we all hate England."
He expanded on this theme: "How do you think France won the right to hold the World Cup? It's simple. No one would vote for England and they were the only other country in the running. Sadly, this is all a by-product of their born-to-rule mentality."
O'Neill got away with that as well, when he should have been kicked out of sport. He wasn't -- it's perfectly acceptable to express hatred of England. It's only when you express hatred of black people, Jews, Muslims and other groups -- like Australians and French -- that it becomes racism.
So let's step back a little. Let those of us who are English decline to take it personally. We won't say: "Well, we hate the bloody frogs. Who do they think they are? Talk about arrogance, try speaking French in Paris and they just sneer and answer in zee bad Engleesh, and as the song has it, they criticise our food and then they eat crepes."
But how truly unsatisfying it must be to hate the English. We don't even answer back when we are insulted by people such as Lievremont and O'Neill. We shake our heads and talk about general principles, as I am doing here. You arrogant English, how we hate you -- and so the arrogant English write sycophantic books about how France is the only civilised place on Earth. A Year in Provence sold by the million because it touched on the English dream of a perfect life under a French sun.
Oh and zee smug English and zee terrible English food they insist on eating . . . our television schedules are packed with programs about people trying to cook like Frenchmen. Never mind le rosbif: if you're a contestant on Masterchef and you produce "a Michelin-standard dish", you know there is no higher accolade.
And think how awful it must be for the Scots and the Welsh who hate England. All right, you oppressing, tyrannical English bastards, we want more independence, we want more self-governance, we want to be a real nation. Oh, all right. Here you are. Well, you're still bastards, anyway.
The Irish used to hate the English, and with good cause, but I was there at Croke Park in 2007, on the site of the Bloody Sunday massacre of 1920, when England went there to play rugby and -- of all things -- it was just a game of rugby. The English anthem was unbooed. Someone told me in a pub, for they have pubs in Ireland: "The end of 800 years of s***e." Hatred is something you can get over.
But the English never hated the Irish back. Rather admired them, even loved them when they weren't shooting the crap out of them. English people don't hate the Welsh or Scots. They don't even hate the French, despite a millennium of warfare and half of London being named for victories over the French -- in war rather than sport.
We English don't really get massed hatred. Perhaps that's what makes us so annoying. I'm not saying the English can't be disgusting -- I've been to England football matches abroad, I've been to Royal Ascot -- but when it comes to mass hatred of large groups of people, we really don't get it. No English coach or sports administrator would get up before a big sporting occasion and say that we English have always disliked the French, the Welsh, the Scots, the Irish, the Australians, the Germans, the Argentinians, the Americans or anybody else.
We can't take that sort of thing seriously. Perhaps that's why extreme forms of government have never caught on here. We never get around to uniting in hatred. You can find evidence of English anti-Semitism before the Second World War, but it was only a few demented English people who found the Nazis attractive.
P.G. Wodehouse expressed the quintessentially English response to Nazism, and to all forms of mass hatred, in what is perhaps his best book, The Code of the Woosters (1938). Bertie is much oppressed by Roderick Spode, a violent politician -- blatantly modelled on Oswald Mosley -- who leads the Black Shorts movement.
When the worm turns, Bertie tells him: "The trouble with you, Spode, is that just because you have succeeded in inducing a handful of halfwits to disfigure the London scene by going about in black shorts, you think you're someone. You hear them shouting 'Heil Spoke!' and you imagine it is the Voice of the People. That is where you make your bloomer. What the Voice of the People is saying is 'Look at that frightful ass Spode swanking about in footer bags! Did you ever in your puff see such a perfect perisher?"'
And that's rather what we say about Lievremont and his kind. Did you ever in your puff see such a perfect perisher? Hatred of people on a general principle -- skin colour, race, religion, nationality, Englishness -- only demeans the people doing the hating. It is a way of making less of yourself, of seeing the world less clearly, of living your life less adequately.
In expressing his dislike for the English, Lievremont doesn't make himself hateful in English eyes. He makes himself pathetic, inadequate and -- because he is a Frenchman I mean this one to sting -- incapable of logical thought. I shrug my shoulders like a Frenchman on the English stage and say: "So much for him."
Should we follow the words of the Bob Dylan song, "don't hate nothing at all except hatred . . ." or should we refuse to hate even that? Especially when it comes to sport. Sport is trivial, it is fun, it is something we pursue for our amusement . . . to hate in the context of sport is grotesque. Those that stir up hatred in sport are -- well, they're just frightful asses, actually.
Nini/The Times
Penn vs. Fitch resembles classic story
The UFC 127 main event between B.J. Penn and Jon Fitch, which takes place Saturday night U.S. time in Sydney, Australia, is a living embodiment of a story we were all told as kids, the one about the race between the tortoise and the hare.
Both men are about the same age, Fitch turned 33 on Thursday while Penn is 32. Both are veterans of the sport.
Penn, the hare, is someone likely to be regarded as a legendary fighter after he hangs it up. Penn has been in main events since his few months in the sport, and is one of MMA’s most popular fighters.
Fitch (23-3, 1 no-contest), who has the better record of the two, hasn’t had those same opportunities, and has nowhere near Penn’s name recognition or popularity. But Fitch is the one who seems to always get his hand raised at the end of a fight, and is a 2-to-1 favorite, making Penn the biggest underdog for a match in his UFC career.
Dave Camarillo, who coached both men in Brazilian jiu-jitsu at different points and awarded Fitch his black belt a few years ago, used a different term for this match: talent vs. heart. Camarillo refers to Fitch as the heart, an overachiever in sports from high school on.
Fitch was a walk-on college wrestler at Purdue and became team captain. He struggled for years in the fight game, and even consistently winning didn’t make him a star. It took him three years to get into UFC, and six before his first main event. He has no off-the-charts great singular skills in MMA, except his ability to win.
Penn (16-7-1), on the other hand, is the only person in the sport who, despite holding world championships in two different weight classes, some would classify as an underachiever.
“The Prodigy” was the first non-Brazilian to win the world jiu-jitsu championships in the black-belt division, and did so just weeks after being awarded his black belt in 2000. Top fighters across the board raved about Penn’s abilities. Everyone who trained with him, or saw him train, were saying that he could beat anyone his size or significantly bigger, even though he had never fought.
Those stories landed him one of the biggest contracts in the UFC at the time, with numbers that blew away anything smaller fighters were earning, all before he had his first pro fight.
By his fourth pro fight, just seven months after his debut, Penn already had a championship match, which he lost via close decision to then-UFC lightweight champion Jens Pulver, a fighter that nobody considered at the time, and even less now, in Penn’s league.
During Penn’s career, he’s had 11 championship matches, two world titles, and headlined 16 shows around the world for a variety of companies.
Unless he was challenging a fighter much larger than himself like Georges St. Pierre, Matt Hughes or Lyoto Machida, Penn went into every career fight as the favorite. He was good at every facet of the game – one of the sport’s best boxers, someone extremely difficult to take down, and an absolute master on the ground. As recently as a year ago, many couldn’t even imagine that anyone of his size could possibly beat him.
Of course, that wasn’t the case, as a smaller Frankie Edgar beat him twice last year in championship matches.
Unlike most who want to remain relevant in the title picture but have blown their shot at the current champion and move down in weight, Penn, who wasn’t even a large lightweight, moved up to welterweight. And why not? In 2004, he ran through Hughes and choked him out to win the welterweight title. And in his first match back in the division, on Nov. 10 in Auburn Hills, Mich., he knocked out Hughes in 21 seconds to claim victory in their trilogy.
In training for Fitch, Penn has brought in some new people, including Hughes, to work on his take-down defense and Floyd Mayweather Sr. to sharpen his boxing game.
“I texted Matt a few times, and I didn’t know what kind of response I was going to get, but Matt ended up saying, ‘You know what, I’m in,’ ” said Penn.
“I had a great time training with Matt,” said Penn. It really upped my confidence. When you fight with someone, you really don’t get to feel how you can do with them, as far as strength and stuff. And me and Matt had great workouts, him trying to push me on the fence, him trying to take me down. I definitely think that was the best training partner I could’ve had for the fight.
“I know he isn’t exactly like Fitch as far as height and boxing and kickboxing goes, but on this, on the one area where Fitch definitely pushes all his opponents, his grinding them out and pushing them on the fence and taking them down, Matt really pushed me in those areas.”
At Wednesday’s news conference, Penn said he was only 165 pounds, considerably smaller than what typical welterweight competitors would weigh four days before fight time. Fitch was trying to keep his weight up to 183 pounds, lighter than ever before because of his change in eating habits, before cutting water and making the 170-pound limit. While they will probably weigh in about the same, in the cage, Fitch will be close to a full weight class bigger.
“But I’ll drink three or four pounds of water [before weigh-ins] to make Fitch think I’m bigger than I am,” Penn joked.
Fitch has fashioned the second-best record in the history of UFC at 13-1. In contrast to Penn, he’s only had one championship fight, and the Sydney show will only be his second professional main event. He’s considered neither a knockout artist, nor a submission whiz, but a well-conditioned grappler who doesn’t make mistakes, never lets up, and doesn’t tire. And he claims his new vegetarian diet has only improved that conditioning.
Fitch hardly started his career with most of the fight world knowing who he was or walking in as a star. After graduating from college, he moved from Indiana to California. He showed up at the American Kickboxing Academy gym in San Jose. A big poster of Penn, an AKA legend who stopped training there shortly before Fitch’s arrival, was on the wall to provide daily motivation.
“He thinks it’s to his advantage because he’s being trained by the people who started me in the sport [Camarillo, Javier Mendes and Bob Cook],” said Penn. “But I consider it my advantage, because I know exactly how they train people.”
There is no real animosity between the pair, and a healthy respect. If you ask Fitch what he thinks about the upcoming Georges St. Pierre-Jake Shields fight, or his thoughts on the possibility that St. Pierre, the only man to beat him in UFC competition, may move up a weight class before Fitch gets a title shot he’s earned, he demurs.
“B.J. Penn is a legend in this sport,” he said. “I have to focus on him. I would never disrespect him by looking past this fight.”
Still, when Fitch talked Wednesday about how if he beats Penn, it’s the equivalent of all of Penn’s accomplishments and wins being now his, he seemed to strike a chord in the Hawaiian. Penn interrupted with three words: “Not gonna happen.”
Both men are about the same age, Fitch turned 33 on Thursday while Penn is 32. Both are veterans of the sport.
Penn, the hare, is someone likely to be regarded as a legendary fighter after he hangs it up. Penn has been in main events since his few months in the sport, and is one of MMA’s most popular fighters.
Fitch (23-3, 1 no-contest), who has the better record of the two, hasn’t had those same opportunities, and has nowhere near Penn’s name recognition or popularity. But Fitch is the one who seems to always get his hand raised at the end of a fight, and is a 2-to-1 favorite, making Penn the biggest underdog for a match in his UFC career.
Dave Camarillo, who coached both men in Brazilian jiu-jitsu at different points and awarded Fitch his black belt a few years ago, used a different term for this match: talent vs. heart. Camarillo refers to Fitch as the heart, an overachiever in sports from high school on.
Fitch was a walk-on college wrestler at Purdue and became team captain. He struggled for years in the fight game, and even consistently winning didn’t make him a star. It took him three years to get into UFC, and six before his first main event. He has no off-the-charts great singular skills in MMA, except his ability to win.
Penn (16-7-1), on the other hand, is the only person in the sport who, despite holding world championships in two different weight classes, some would classify as an underachiever.
“The Prodigy” was the first non-Brazilian to win the world jiu-jitsu championships in the black-belt division, and did so just weeks after being awarded his black belt in 2000. Top fighters across the board raved about Penn’s abilities. Everyone who trained with him, or saw him train, were saying that he could beat anyone his size or significantly bigger, even though he had never fought.
Those stories landed him one of the biggest contracts in the UFC at the time, with numbers that blew away anything smaller fighters were earning, all before he had his first pro fight.
By his fourth pro fight, just seven months after his debut, Penn already had a championship match, which he lost via close decision to then-UFC lightweight champion Jens Pulver, a fighter that nobody considered at the time, and even less now, in Penn’s league.
During Penn’s career, he’s had 11 championship matches, two world titles, and headlined 16 shows around the world for a variety of companies.
Unless he was challenging a fighter much larger than himself like Georges St. Pierre, Matt Hughes or Lyoto Machida, Penn went into every career fight as the favorite. He was good at every facet of the game – one of the sport’s best boxers, someone extremely difficult to take down, and an absolute master on the ground. As recently as a year ago, many couldn’t even imagine that anyone of his size could possibly beat him.
Of course, that wasn’t the case, as a smaller Frankie Edgar beat him twice last year in championship matches.
Unlike most who want to remain relevant in the title picture but have blown their shot at the current champion and move down in weight, Penn, who wasn’t even a large lightweight, moved up to welterweight. And why not? In 2004, he ran through Hughes and choked him out to win the welterweight title. And in his first match back in the division, on Nov. 10 in Auburn Hills, Mich., he knocked out Hughes in 21 seconds to claim victory in their trilogy.
In training for Fitch, Penn has brought in some new people, including Hughes, to work on his take-down defense and Floyd Mayweather Sr. to sharpen his boxing game.
“I texted Matt a few times, and I didn’t know what kind of response I was going to get, but Matt ended up saying, ‘You know what, I’m in,’ ” said Penn.
“I had a great time training with Matt,” said Penn. It really upped my confidence. When you fight with someone, you really don’t get to feel how you can do with them, as far as strength and stuff. And me and Matt had great workouts, him trying to push me on the fence, him trying to take me down. I definitely think that was the best training partner I could’ve had for the fight.
“I know he isn’t exactly like Fitch as far as height and boxing and kickboxing goes, but on this, on the one area where Fitch definitely pushes all his opponents, his grinding them out and pushing them on the fence and taking them down, Matt really pushed me in those areas.”
At Wednesday’s news conference, Penn said he was only 165 pounds, considerably smaller than what typical welterweight competitors would weigh four days before fight time. Fitch was trying to keep his weight up to 183 pounds, lighter than ever before because of his change in eating habits, before cutting water and making the 170-pound limit. While they will probably weigh in about the same, in the cage, Fitch will be close to a full weight class bigger.
“But I’ll drink three or four pounds of water [before weigh-ins] to make Fitch think I’m bigger than I am,” Penn joked.
Fitch has fashioned the second-best record in the history of UFC at 13-1. In contrast to Penn, he’s only had one championship fight, and the Sydney show will only be his second professional main event. He’s considered neither a knockout artist, nor a submission whiz, but a well-conditioned grappler who doesn’t make mistakes, never lets up, and doesn’t tire. And he claims his new vegetarian diet has only improved that conditioning.
Fitch hardly started his career with most of the fight world knowing who he was or walking in as a star. After graduating from college, he moved from Indiana to California. He showed up at the American Kickboxing Academy gym in San Jose. A big poster of Penn, an AKA legend who stopped training there shortly before Fitch’s arrival, was on the wall to provide daily motivation.
“He thinks it’s to his advantage because he’s being trained by the people who started me in the sport [Camarillo, Javier Mendes and Bob Cook],” said Penn. “But I consider it my advantage, because I know exactly how they train people.”
There is no real animosity between the pair, and a healthy respect. If you ask Fitch what he thinks about the upcoming Georges St. Pierre-Jake Shields fight, or his thoughts on the possibility that St. Pierre, the only man to beat him in UFC competition, may move up a weight class before Fitch gets a title shot he’s earned, he demurs.
“B.J. Penn is a legend in this sport,” he said. “I have to focus on him. I would never disrespect him by looking past this fight.”
Still, when Fitch talked Wednesday about how if he beats Penn, it’s the equivalent of all of Penn’s accomplishments and wins being now his, he seemed to strike a chord in the Hawaiian. Penn interrupted with three words: “Not gonna happen.”
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