We spent the weekend up in Stockbridge, enjoying the retirement gift
from the alums, a stay at the Red Lion Inn. We’ve been there before and love
the area. It was a little on the cold side, more of a shock of the new than
actual cold, given how warm it was the previous weeks, but otherwise it was
fine after a little dribble of mist Saturday morning. Saw Naumkeag, a nice
little Gilded Age house and garden, and Chesterwood, home of the creator of old
Abe’s statue in DC and the wonderful Statue of the Republic from the '93 Columbian Exposition, et alia. French
was nothing if not a big thinker. Plus of course, we visited the requisite
antiques and garden shops and whatnot. A splendid time was had by all, and I’m
considering retiring again to squeeze another trip out of the alums.
I had been vacillating about going to the Kaiser, because it
was looking small and perfectly manageable for Kaz on her own, but I thought better of it when I
realized that it’s going to be small and sort of nutty. I like nutty, the
coming up with solutions that are not of the tabroom persuasion but of the tab
room persuasion. How can we get these people into that round that they really
don’t belong in, is a thought that requires a fairly deep cut into what can and
can’t be done at a tournament. That you can torture tabroom around it is a
relative given, although tabroom won't do it on its own. The fun is in figuring out what will make the teeming masses in
the field happy. The rest is just overriding the defaults. Much different from
the needs of running a big tournament, especially with MJP and, as we’ll have
with Biggo Bronco, varying commitments. More on that as I learn it myself.
After I got back yesterday I updated all the hired judging
from BB and hired everyone out. We did pretty well. The Bronx Bigwigs, or I guess
the Big Bronx Wigs, have been coming through with pretty decent coverage. I’d
still like to see more, but what tab room doesn’t want infinite judging? What
field doesn’t want infinite judging, for the matter? The more judges, the more
likely you’ll get satisfactory prefs, and my sense is that satisfactory prefs
is the top measurement device for most folks of a tournament. Debate ziti is
debate ziti no matter how you slice it, a comfy judge lounge has its charms,
and a schedule that would warm the heart of a cruise director is nice, but lots
of 1s that are real 1s is something you can take to the forensics bank. (Then
again, in my estimation of a tournament, nearness to good
restaurants comes first, with nearness to Starbucks a close second, but I don’t
really care who wins or loses.)
Tomorrow we fry the TBAs, and I’ll go through and find those
schools who dropped their entries but not their judges, which always causes the
odd burp during round 1, since there’s no device I know of to find these via
tabroom other than brute force. But then again, I’m the right brute for the job.
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