Chris Chelios reminisces about a very special coach.:
Well, at least we finally figured out what happened to Jules. This is totally brilliant.
"A few weeks later, the team obtains Tyrone Nesby, who has an athlete's mind and a poet's body.":
Wizznutzz gets some McSweeney's love with "A Brief History of Bacon: A Quarter Century of Washington Basketball."
Abracadabra, you're screwed:
As if the Magic weren't having enough problems, there goes Steve Francis for what's likely to be most of the rest of the season for kicking a photographer.
Between Stacey's lotion chuckin', the less than acrimonious parting of Johnny Davis and a sub .500 season in which the best they can hope for is to back into the playoffs and get murdered by the Heat, things are not going too well in Orlando.
Having already drastically retooled by dealing a franchise player yet AGAIN, what can the Magic hope to do in THIS off-season to prevent another creaky year for this constantly teetering team?
The next time you have to listen to how terrible Ron Artest is: remind the fool in question that Bird, Kareem and MJ liked to mix it up too.
The great NBA fights, minus the obvious recent hullaballoo, to the tune of Bone.
Lakers trade Gary Payton and Rick Fox for Chucky Atkins, Chris Mihm and Marcus Banks:
The mighty have not fallen, they have collapsed.
Can anyone even think of a multiple all star (in _any_sport) who's value has fallen so quickly over the course of one lousy season?
Gary Payton for CHUCKY ATKINS, people? Last year's NBA Live wouldn't have allowed it.
Googs and Giricek go to the Jazz.:
Be honest: did you think there was a chance in hell the Jazz would finish better than .500, much less make a run for the playoffs? If Denver slips up and Utah hits the gas, it could happen.
I got my copy yesterday.:
The advent of the internet, with its easy access to everything from swimsuit models to hardcore porn, sort of obviates the purpose of the SI Swimsuit issue.
I hardly think I need to do a Swimsuit Model: Athlete or Not Athlete.
So outside of tradition, why does this still exist?
What the hell was up with that Rookie Challenge?: It ended with each side LITERALLY taking turns dunking on an open hoop. I know that taking an All Star game seriously is ridiculous, but this game had no business being scored. This was not much different than watching a bunch of kids play down at the Y. Why bother televising this kind of nonsense? Am I alone in my outrage?
The Jazz rip Karl a new one.:
Also see over here, where they point out that "(t)he skit continued during a later timeout, this time with Jazz owner Larry Miller -- sitting courtside -- accepting a call from the Malone impersonator, hanging up and throwing the phone to the floor. "
What's in a name?:
The above discussion over in our locker room got me thinking about that most sporting of names: Steve Smith.
There have been S.S.'s in the NFL, NHL, NBA, in pro racing, coaching college baseball, in college track, pro soccer, water polo, wrestling and there are even Steve Smiths yet to be; but the closest I could find in the MLB was Stephen Smitherman. How 'bout it guys? Can Steve Smith play baseball?
The LeBron Line: is an easy way to keep up with the progress of the most-hyped-ever.
At 44 games, his rookie year is looking pretty analogous to Steve Francis'.
With all the cash and fame involved, it would be disingenuous to ask if this is fair, but what the hell: Is this fair?
"It may be hard to remember this, but the best players in the league are the ones who can keep their composure when the critics are being rough." :
So says seventeen year old Mike Feld, winner of the "Advice for Darko" contest, sponsored by the Detroit Free Press.
Feld might be no expert, but he's only played 48 minutes less professional ball than Donnie D and given Detroit's recent win streak that's unlikely to change anytime soon.
We're halfway into the season now, so it's fair to ask: did Detroit make the wrong call in not picking Carmelo? And is Larry Brown going to be able to keep his little used protege when the time comes to re-up contracts?
Astonishingly, Bethany Hamilton is surfing the pro circuit again.
The thirteen year old athlete was attacked by a tiger shark on Halloween. By Thanksgiving, she was back in the water.
Ten weeks after her arm was amputated, she competed in a tournament, placing fifth in her division.
Words fail me.
Gary Anderson, the bomber out of South Africa, has been a serious feel good story for a league that could occasionally use one.
At 44, the NFL's oldest active player is also the game's career leading scorer, the first man to go a whole regular season without missing a kick ('98) and the reason that the Titans are playing New England.
Gary (along with pal Morton Andersen, no relation)has been a fantasy staple for decades but wasn't even planning to play this season when he was called off the river and back onto the field.
He's one of the greats to play the game, throwback helmet and all.
Are you ready for Clammy Sosa?:
If I was Harry Carey's widow, I would _so_ sue them.
caution: retina burning displays of flash within. ze goggles vill do nozzink.
Last week's New Yorker had an EXCELLENT article on Yao. Here's an online interview with the author of said article, here's a swing song about Yao, a whole buncha Yao multimedia and a Cranberries cover about Moochie Norris just for giggles.