"Lou Reed seems like there’s some football hidden in him. His name, Lou Reed, sounds like the name of a football coach—you can imagine a trophy or a plaque named after him. And as he’s aged, the weather-beaten sports coach inside has slowly revealed itself. His face reflects a combination of Vince Lombardi’s knowing gaze and Larry Brown’s mirthless grimace." —Over at the Classical, Devin Mcintyre writes a nice post about how the songs on the Velvet Underground's first album predicted the coming of this year's Jesus-loving sports phenom Tim Tebow—way back in 1967. It's the type of argument I am always ready to be convinced of. But [...]