Part I of the High Desert Review interview takes place at R. Capers Barr's cabin located outside Cloudcroft, New Mexico, where discussions about writing, Western fiction, SEC football, cooking, books, and the modern Southwest

For the past several months, I’ve been quietly working on a new project called *Almost* — a modern Western set somewhere between the borderlands, exhausted institutions, mountain towns, cartel corridors, and the men who stay switched on too long. High Desert Review recently reached out wanting to discuss the story, the modern Southwest, New Mexico, the strange mythology of the West, and why contemporary Western fiction probably has more surveillance aircraft and motel parking lots than horses now. Part I of the interview is now live. No photographs were permitted during the interview. Probably for the best.

Exploring Why They Are Deleting Reddit R/CFB Threads about Saban?

If Saban gets rid of Beth Mowins, he can run Iran for all I care. A booster. Paul Finebaum. Nick Saban. And a hippy from Paint Rock. A mountain golf course at The Ledges. Months ago LoserWithSocks imagined that conversation about NIL and the future of college football. Now the whole country and Clay Travis is talking about it.

Nick Saban he was being offered new paths back to power. Not a return to coaching, but something larger. A hand in regulating NIL. A role shaping the Bama and ultimately the SEC’s (is there a difference?) return to the top of CFB’s mountain. What if he could be a college football “czar” position backed by political and media muscle.

Finally, someone proud to wear the flag without an asterisk.

Ohio State Superfan Passes

Playing a Par 5 with Nick Saban-Beth Mowins

“This wasn’t just a golf round. It was a closed-door meeting about who really runs college football—NIL, hacked film, ESPN influence, and a plan to put Bama back on the throne. Saban didn’t flinch. He listened.”

Playing a Par 5 with Saban, Part I: Cart Path Only

Girls dig the long ball. Guys dig the long ball. Grandma, weirdly, also digs the long ball. And when Tulane and JMU had 80+ combined points dropped on them, America tuned in to watch the fireworks — not the score.

The Michigan HC vacancy has got to be looking fantastic. Think about it. The advantages of Michigan are undeniable: a cupcake conference, lowered fan expectations, and only one meaningful game per year.

A Latina so thick she got you rethinking cardio. She walks by and your neck breaks like a cheap piñata. Call her a torta ‘cause she’s layered, heavy, and probably too much for your basic-ass appetite.

CFB Playoffs and Nerd Culture

Kiffin is a Hoe

In the blue city of Nashville they are calling this game the Latin X Alamo, seriously nobody but the unserious uses the moniker of Latin X, but this game feels more like Fast Five meets ESPN College Gameday.

Fun, chill East-side El Paso flavor — proud, not stereotyped. “Ayyy bro, finally! They makin’ an award for the raza, ese! Took ‘em long enough. Look at these vatos! Pavia out there makin’ defenders look like they’re runnin’ in sand. Mendoza? Smooth like he orders horchata with no ice, homes. And Joey Aguilar? That dude throws deep balls like he’s tryin’ to hit Mexico from Neyland Stadium. Respect. But Jacob Rodriguez? Ese… that’s the pride of the frontera RIGHT THERE.