At an old workplace, we had a prediction wall. Whoever had a grand prediction would write it down, sign it, and tape it up to the wall. This was way before Twitter, Facebook, and other social media existed, much less the Internet itself. So people only announced their idiocy to their coworkers rather than the entire world.
My best prediction concerned a certain local high school team that had never been very good but was supposed to be good that season. I wrote that if they had a winning season I would join their booster club. I signed it and posted it to the wall. It came down to their last game, which they lost to finish at 5-5 and save me from a fated booster club meeting. Another coworker predicted during the OJ Simpson car chase that OJ would never be convicted because he had won a Heisman Trophy and because he was OJ. That hung on the board well after the trial where OJ was acquitted.
Another coworker wasn't so lucky. After Barry Bonds left the Pirates for the San Francisco Giants in free agency, he predicted that Bonds would be traded before he played out his entire contract. Bonds retired as a Giant after setting baseball's all-time home run record. Still, that wasn't the worst prediction I ever. That belonged to a coworker's brother, who avoided the board because the prediction was made years before -- that Wayne Gretzky would never amount to anything.
Now we have books like Freezing Cold Takes to memorialize bad predictions. The book is the natural progression of a hilarious Twitter feed called @OldTakesExposed, which finds old predictions which have gone laughably bad and retweets them. They range from the benign such as someone predicting Michigan would "beat the piss" out of TCU to cringingly bad such as forecasting that Luka Donkic would be back in Spain in five years, four years before he threw up a 60-point, 21-rebound, 10-assist game.
But what makes a great Twitter feed doesn't make all that interesting of a book. It lacks the fun and humor of the tweets. Absurdity is the overall concept of the Twitter feed. Freezing Cold Takes doesn't really add to that.
The book takes a look at several NFL sureties over the year -- the Patriots were idiots for hiring Bill Belichick, Tony Mandarich can't miss, Ryan Leaf will be better than Peyton Manning -- and deconstructs them. In well-researched chapters, Fred Segal points out all the people who were wrong and tells what really happened. Most of it is through old newspaper accounts. It's fairly humorless storytelling, nothing that really drew me in. You'll get the idea a few chapters in. But each goes quick, so when you have a few minutes to kill it's easy to knock out a chapter and finish the book very quickly.
Which is what I did. But if there is an NBA or MLB or any other edition, I'll stick to reading the Twitter feed. Fortunately the predictions my former coworkers and I made are lost to the wind and will never find themselves in a follow-up book.