Archive for 3. week of 2004

January 24th, 2004

Moving On Is Hard To Do

Was Magic Johnson ever greater than when he was leading the Lakers against Larry Bird and the Celtics?

Could Martina Navratilova ever have raised her game to the heights it reached without facing down Chris Evert?

For me, the answer to both questions is undoubtedly, no.

Before he met Mickey Ward, few people knew, or cared, about Arturo 'Thunder' Gatti. But three compelling fights later, he and Gatti had become compelling pay television stars. But after fight three, Ward decided that it was time to hang them up, and begin enjoying the piles of cash the three fights with Gatti had brought him.

Tonight, Gatti gets to find out what life looks like without his toughest opponent when he takes on Gianluca Branco for the Junior Welterweight title. It's a fight Gatti will probably walk away from with his title intact. But here's one fight fan who thinks it won't be nearly as satisfying a win as the two he had against Ward.

POSTSCRIPT: Gatti won in a unanimous decision, but not one without some excitement. He broke his hand in the midst of the fight, something which handicapped him for much of the night. Surprisingly, Branco wasn't a typical tomato can, and showed that he could dish out some punishment when given the opportunity -- he just couldn't land those punches often enough to stop Gatti.

 
January 23rd, 2004

Jagr To New York: Done Deal

After a little more than two seasons, the Jaromir Jagr era in Washington has ended. Just a little while ago, the Washington Post reported that Jagr has been dealt to New York in exchange for ex-Cap Anson Carter pending league approval.

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Here's what I had to say about Jagr's arrival in Washington from Pittsburgh back on June 12, 2001:

No one player can lead any team to a championship, and for all the noise a trade like this might cause in the short term, over the years it can look far less significant. The real test for Jagr and the rest of the Caps begins in October. From there, the trip to a potential Cup Final in June 2002 will be a long grind -- one that is just as likely to turn on the stick of a Joe Reekie or a Jeff Halpern as that of Jagr.

How I wish I had been wrong that day. For those of you who are wondering what you can expect from Jagr in New York, here's what I wrote on January 18, 2002:

Ask anyone who has attended a Capitals game this season what they think of Jagr's game, and you'll probably get the same sort of answer: disappointing. Sure, Jagr is playing at better than a point a game pace with the Caps this season (15 goals and 25 assists in 37 games), and at times we've seen flashes of the brilliant play that he so often demonstrated during his career with the Penguins.

But flashes are all we've seen. Certainly the groin injury Jagr suffered early in the season at the hands of New York Rangers goon Igor Ulanov has slowed him. But it's his style of play, one that doesn't seem to match up with the lunch bucket ethos of his teammates, that can be especially irksome.

Why? Just watch him on the ice for a few shifts and you'll get the drift of what I'm saying. When the Caps are in their defensive zone, you'll often see Jagr circling just above the Caps blue line, waiting for a breakout pass that almost never comes.

When the Caps do break out of their zone, Jagr will join the rush at a leisurely pace. If the Caps dump the puck in the corner, Jagr won't forecheck. When the Caps turn the puck over, he doesn't backcheck, and seems to take his time getting back to the defensive zone. There, he promptly takes up his circling position above the blue line, again waiting for that breakout pass that never comes.

In addition, the Caps are going to have to pick up about $20 million in salary remaining on Jagr's seven-year, $77 million contract. After the way he's played here, it's clear the Caps are getting off cheap. Good luck Rangers fans, you're going to need it.

 
January 23rd, 2004

Not So Super Joe

Yesterday, as I was compiling a list of throwback jerseys I'd like to own, there was one that I conciously omitted, and not without feeling some pain: Joe Namath.

While I might have only been a few months past my first birthday when Joe led the Jets to victory in Super Bowl III, it was him, along with Tom Seaver, who dominated New York sports in my very early days. And as I grew older, and the Jets never seemed to play worse, Joe's legend in and around New York only grew -- helped along by a cocksure persona that you couldn't help but like. Even after the Jets traded Namath to the Rams to spend one meaningless season in Los Angeles, he was still my favorite football player.

But something changed back in December when an obviously intoxicated Namath was interviewed by ESPN's Suxy Kolber on the sidelines of a Sunday night Jets-Patriots matchup. By now you've heard the story of how a leering Namath repeatedly told Kolber he wanted to kiss her (a mess Kolber handled quite admirably). At the time, I couldn't help but laugh, but over the past few weeks, my view has changed considerably.

Instead of the confident, suave and easy-going Namath of old, we were confronted head-on by a pathetic old man who had been given a free pass so often, that he just didn't know how to behave anymore.

Seeing Namath that night, I couldn't help but remember an interview former Dallas Cowboys quarterback Roger Staubach did with either the NFL Today, or perhaps NFL Films when he said the following:

One time they compared me with Joe Namath and I said, "I like sex just as much as he does--but I happen to do it with only one woman." (laughs) It's still that way for me.

Back then, a lot of folks called Staubach a square. But tell me this: who has it better now? Staubach is the father of five, still married to the same woman for 35+ years, and sitting atop a successful real estate company. He's probably earned many more millions in business than he ever did as an athlete. Or Namath, a doddering old drunk with two divorces under his belt who leers at women half his age?

As it turns out, Namath has announced he's entered a rehab program for Alcoholism, something we'll get more details about on Sunday night when an interview with him runs on ESPN's SportsCenter. I hope it's true, and not just a publicity stunt to rehab his public image, while his real life continues to careen out of control. Lord knows, we've seen that before.

 
January 23rd, 2004

NHL Roundup

The chants of fire Sather from Rangers fans grew louder and louder last night, as the Flyers dropped by Madison Square Garden and promptly dropped the Rangers, 4-2. Keith Primeau had two assists, and Robert Esche had 23 saves for Philadelphia. Before the game, the Flyers acquired defenseman Mattias Timander from the Islanders for a seventh round draft pick. The move helps the Flyers shore up their blue line, while the Islanders get to drop Timander's salary, he was playing for their Bridgeport affiliate on a one-way contract, from their payroll.

The news that the Washington Capitals and Rangers are talking about a trade involving Jaromir Jagr is probably the worst kept secret in the league. Even the normally cautious Washington Post -- traditionally the one outlet that trails all the other New York/D.C. news sources when it comes to reporting on trade rumors -- has fronted a story in this morning's Sports section. Apparently, Sather thinks he needs to hit a home run to spark the Rangers into the playoffs, but after watching Jagr sleepwalk through 2 plus seasons here in Washington, I'm not sure that can happen. Names mentioned so far in exchange include ex-Cap Anson Carter and defenseman Dale Purinton.

In Boston, the Sabres came to town and derailed Boston, 4-2. Miroslav Satan scored twice for Buffalo, while Martin Biron had 23 saves. In Ottawa, the Senators barely held off Pittsburgh, winning 6-5. Martin Havlat and Peter Schaefer both scored twice for the Senators. Among the scorers for Pittsburgh was Tom Kostopoulos, who looks like he actually might be able to stick in the NHL -- not something you can say for most of their roster.

In Atlanta, the Thrashers and the Avalanche did plenty to disappoint, playing to a 1-1 tie. Hello Bob Hartley and Tony Granato, your two teams have more offensive firepower between them than most of the rest of the league. That the game ended in a 1-1 tie is a disgrace, and an object lesson in what's wrong with the league.

Back in Chicago, the Blackhawks shook off their season-long stupor and re-enacted the massacre at Little Big Horn, scalping the Blue Jackets, 7-0. Craig Anderson, one of the two goalies thrown to the Wolves by the Blackhawks when Jocelyn Thibault went down to injury, got his first NHL win with the shutout.

In a game a lot more important than it would have been a few months ago, Calgary shutout Nashville 4-0. Roman Turkek, looking like he wants his job back, got his second win in as many games since returning from an early season injury, while Shean Donovan and Dean Lombardi both scored twice for the Flames, as Calgary moved ahead of the Predators into sixth place in the Western Conference.

In Edmonton, the slumping Oilers dropped a 3-2 decision to Tampa Bay. Brad Isbister, a player not worth a damn no matter where he plays, scored for Edmonton. With the win, Tampa Bay now leads the Southleast Division by four points over Atlanta.

Brett Hull scored his first goal in 21 games -- the longest drought of his career -- as Detroit beat Los Angeles 5-4. Curtis Joseph, who has conducted himself like a dignified professional all season long, had 25 saves and got the win. If there's any justice in the world, Detroit GM Ken Holland will just put Dominik Hasek on the injured list and tell the tempermental Czech to give him a call in March. Joseph has earned the starting job back with his play as far as I'm concerned.

And finally, in San Jose, the Coyotes stopped the Sharks 2-1, ending the Sharks' four-game winning streak. Brian Boucher had 34 saves for Phoenix. Even after the loss, San Jose still has an eight point advantage in the Pacific over the Kings, nine over Dallas, and 10 over Phoenix.

 
January 22nd, 2004

Farewell Jesse

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The man with the rubber arm, Jesse Orosco, who made a successful transition from top closer to situational relief specialist (if he's lefthanded, I'll get him out) retired from Major League Baseball today at the age of 47 after pitching in the big leagues for 25 years.

25 years. For me, that's the part of my life that stretches back from today to the Spring when I graduated from sixth grade. Back then, Jesse was one of the only reasons to cheer for an absolutely embarassing New York Mets squad. He's even a link to the team's glorious past, as he was acquired from the Minnesota Twins in exchange for lefthander Jerry Koosman, a pitcher who retired after the 1985 season.

Of course, despite the fact he spent more years in an Orioles uniform than any other, Orosco will be best remembered for getting the final out in both the 1986 NLCS and World Series -- striking out Billy Hatcher and Marty Barrett respectively to end either series. That's where the above photo comes from, taken as Orosco dropped to his knees after fanning Barrett*.

Did that glove every hit the ground? Because I never remember seeing it. Watch the replay, and I dare you to try and find it.

It wasn't long after that Orosco was shuffled out of New York following the 1987 season -- after eight years with the Mets they had little use for him, especially with Roger McDowell and Randy Myers in the pen. And come to think of it, Orosco was essentially finished as a top flight closer.

He was never overpowering, relying on a screwball that absolutely baffled lefties. It was then that Orosco got busy hanging on in the majors anyway he could. That he lasted another 16 seasons and made the most pitching appearances in baseball history is testament to his incredible professionalism and drive.

Thanks for the memories Jesse. And enjoy your first Summer off since the Ford Administration.
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*If Game Six went the other way, Barrett, who hit .433 in the World Series and had 24 total hits in 14 postseason games, would have been MVP instead of Ray Knight.

 
January 22nd, 2004

Physician, Heal Thyself!

From Mike at Ottawa Sports Blog:

Leaf Nation. Red Sox Nation. Patriots Nation. The word's over use is quickly becoming an abomination.

Time to update the Off Wing Style Book.

-NATION: Commonly used as a suffix following a team name to describe its collective fan base, ex: Red Sox Nation. Use sparingly, and only to describe fans of the Boston Red Sox, for whom the term was originally coined.

 
January 22nd, 2004

Throwback Humor

For some, deciding what sort of throwback jersey to wear is an involved process. For others, the decision is far more simple:

"I just have to like the way it looks," said Grizzlies point guard Jason Williams, who didn't care to wager a guess on how many throwbacks he has in his collection. "I don't even have to like the guy to buy his throwback. For instance, I have a Bill Walton throwback."

Guess Walton is just going to be happy with cashing that royalties check.

As for me, my preferred throwbacks would be, in order: Jackie Robinson, Brooklyn Dodgers Home, 1947; Tom Seaver, New York Mets Road, 1969 or 1973; Julius Erving, New York Nets, Road Blue, 1976; Gordie Howe, Detroit Red Wings, Road Red, Any Year; Bobby Nystrom, New York Islanders, Home White, 1980; Mike Eruzione, Team USA, Blue, 1980; Bernard King, New York Knicks, Home White, 1985; Chris Chelios, Chicago Blackhawks, Road Red, Any Year; Tony Amonte, Team USA, Home White, 1996.

How about the rest of you?

Props to End Of The Bench for the stoopid no-look.

UPDATE: I've got a few more. . . Time to go Old Skool.

How about Bobby Joe Hill, Texas Western, White, 1966; Ernie Degregorio, Providence, White, Any Year; Walter Berry, St. John's 1986, Red; Sleepy Floyd, Golden State Warriors, 1987, Home.

Come on people, join in! Who's your favorite flavor?

 
January 22nd, 2004

Next Exit, Brooklyn

Sometime in the next few years, the lights are going to dim inside a brand new arena at the corner of Atlantic and Flatbush Avenues. A multi-ethnic crowd like no city in America has ever seen will be swaying to the Brooklyn Nets, the first professional sports franchise to be based in the borough since 1957, take the court for the first time.

In today's New York papers, plenty of folks are waxing nostalgic for the time when the Dodgers owned the borough, but the Brooklyn that hosted 'Dem Bums', the Brooklyn of my mother's childhood (for those in the know, she lived on East 8th Street, nestled between Coney Island Avenue and Ocean Parkway, and went to Lincoln High, alma mater of both Baltimore Orioles Manager Lee Mazzilli and Knicks Guard Stephon Marbury) is a distant memory.

The children of Irish, Italian, and Jewish immigrants who gave the borough such vitality in the mid-20th century have mostly moved on, replaced by immigrants from every point on the compass, making Brooklyn one of the hot spots of America's incredible ethnic cauldron. For them, Brooklyn was a great place to grow up, one where you developed aspirations to do something incredible with your life. But no matter how long they were gone, or how tough life there really was -- something plenty of Brooklyn natives would tend to forget (those Irish and Italian neighborhoods were rough) -- they retain a pretty fierce pride in their hometown.

By contrast, the African-Americans who flooded into the borough beginning in World War II have stayed, putting their own unique stamp on the place (Spike Lee being just the tip of the iceberg), mixing and living side by side with immigrants from every point on the compass, as well as the more recent arrivals fleeing stratospheric housing prices in Manhattan*.

Back in the heyday of the Dodgers, baseball really did bind Brooklyn together. But with all that's changed since Walter O'Malley absconded with them after the 1957 baseball season, it's probably more appropriate for a basketball team to bind these folks together.

Sure, it's part of New York City, but all by its lonesome, Brooklyn would be one of the largest cities in America. It's good to see they'll have a team to call their own again.

POSTSCRIPT: One note for fans of Sex And The City. If there's one thing that makes my blood boil hot while watching the show, it's the periodic, but consistent carping about Brooklyn that ticks me off the most. Excuse me if I'm a little annoyed, but as someone who spent every Sunday at my grandparents' apartment through my teenage years I think I'm entitled.

If I could ever say something to Miranda, Carrie, Samantha and Charlotte about it, it would be this: stay in Manhattan. Brooklyn is too good for the likes of you.

 
January 22nd, 2004

NHL Roundup

Ever since the NHL expanded its playoff field to 16 teams back in the 1970s, it's become a cliche to say that the seemingly endless regular season simply doesn't matter anymore.

But then, there are those points that get away -- games against seemingly weaker clubs that disappear in the blur of an 82-game schedule -- only to come back into focus down the stretch in April where points are scarce and regrets multiply.

The Detroit Red Wings played such a game in Anaheim last night, as the Ducks got a third period goal from Vinny Prospal to force a 2-2 tie. A few hours earlier, the Colorado Avalanche won a shootout with the Florida Panthers, 6-5, letting them slip ahead of Detroit for the Western Conference lead with 63 points. Detroit is second with 62.

Other teams took advantage of the rare misstep. In Vancouver, the Canucks took advantage of an OT game with an Eastern Conference rival, beating Tampa Bay, 5-4. Marcus Naslund had two goals, including the game winner. It was the second straight OT loss on Tampa Bay's current road trip. With the win, Vancouver crept to within one point of the Wings with 61 points. Ditto for the Sharks, who beat Phoenix on the road, 4-2. Vesa Toskala had 26 saves for the Sharks, who are now only three points in back of Detroit.

Elsewhere, St. Louis failed to take advantage of Detroit's stumble, dropping a 3-1 decision to lowly Columbus. Manny Malhotra, who may have found a home in one of America's great college towns, scored twice for the Blue Jackets. In a January game that really didn't matter, Minnesota beat Chicago, 4-2 in St. Paul.

Back East, Toronto slipped into Washington and left town with 2 points, beating Washington, 3-2. The win helped Toronto stretch its lead in the East to four points over idle Philadelphia. Off the ice, Darcy Tucker had eye surgery for the injury he suffered Tuesday night against the Islanders. He'll be out indefinitely.

As many might recall, Tucker was injured as the result of a high stick from New York's Jason Blake -- an infraction the referees missed. Though I know Blake isn't a cheap shot artist, every player has to be held responsible for stick infractions -- even if they aren't held accountable by the refs during the course of the game. In the case of incidents that cause eye injuries, NHL discipline Czar Colin Campbell ought to go to the videotape, and at least fine players who elude the view of the refs on the ice.

In New Jersey, Martin Brodeur was back in the lineup, but still took the loss, as Carolina beat the Devils, 2-1. The under appreciated Kevin Weekes got the win for the Hurricanes, while Jeff O'Neill, subject of multiple trade rumors, scored his fifth goal in his last four games.

In Atlanta, Dany Heatley had his first full contact practice with the Thrashers since returning to the ice with the Thrashers. He remains on schedule for a return to the lineup sometime in February.

Over at ESPN.com, Jim Kelley takes a look back at the career of Phil Housley, who retired earlier this week, and will probably be enshrined in the game's Hall of Fame by dint of the fact that he's the highest scoring American-born player in the history of the sport.

Here in Washington, Housley will always be known as an expensive free agent acquisition who was benched during 1998's magical run to the Finals against Detroit because of his incredibly suspect defense. During the stretch run of that regular season, my friends and I got so tired of his lapses that we took to calling him Phil Lousy. That was probably unfair, as he occasionally excelled over the remainder of his career after leaving Washington for Calgary and a system that played to his strengths. Here's hoping he enjoys his retirement.

POSTSCRIPT: Costa Tsiokos has an interesting post on the role of insurance in the NHL.

UPDATE: More Jagr to the Rangers rumors at Hockeybird.

 
January 22nd, 2004

Mystical Happenings

Just two days ago, I recounted the story of how Washington Mystics head coach Marianne Stanley forced one of her assistant coaches to resign because she was pregnant while Stanley was head coach of the women's basketball team at UC Berkeley. In that post, I reiterated my contention that the Mystics should have dismissed Stanley when the story came to light in the Washington Post in the Summer of 2002.

Last night, Stanley and her assistant coach resigned without comment:

The Mystics offered no explanation for Stanley's resignation, other than a statement from team president Susan O'Malley that Stanley will be pursuing "other endeavors." Stanley and her agent did not immediately return calls seeking comment.

It looks like the decision was pretty sudden, as Stanley was scouting players at a Maryland-North Carolina basketball game as late as Monday.

 
January 21st, 2004

Barry Levinson, White Courtesy Phone

A couple of days back, fellow Northern Virginian Ben Domenech shared his thoughts about what's ailing the NHL, but what struck me about it wasn't his prescription for turning things around, but rather the following passage:

Caroline and I were talking about this the other night, and I asked her if she could name a player or coach from every NFL team. She could, for all but three teams (Arizona, Houston, and Jacksonville). I quizzed her on the names of some players from last years the MLB and NBA playoffs - she did great, and tacked on names of NASCAR drivers, US Open champs, and top golfers too.

What, no questions about Artie Donovan or Raymond Berry? Funny, in the photos I've seen Ben doesn't look anything like Steve Guttenberg.

Apparently, Mrs. Domenech passed. Whew!

 
January 21st, 2004

PHUCKING NIGHTMARE

As a Washington Redskins fan, I am predisposed to hate the Philadelphia Eagles and they reside just below my sheer loathing of the Dallas Cowboys. I’ve seen the Body Bag Game, watched Randall Cunningham lead an improbable comeback that ended with his last second TD pass to Calvin Williams in the back of the endzone and even witnessed Ricky Watters AND his backup, Charlie Garner, rush for 100 yards against the Redskins in the same game. I was at FedEx Field when Donovan McNabb turned a scramble out of the pocket into a 78 yard dash to the endzone and I still groan when I think about kicker David Akers going to the Pro Bowl with the Eagles after the Redskins cut him. Toss in the systematic destructions suffered to the Eagles under the Spurrier coached years and I am green with enmity, not envy.

Oh yeah. Philly cheesesteaks are repulsive—at least the ones made with Cheese Whiz. I almost gagged the first, and only, time I eat one of those snoagies (snot hoagies). Hearing “Philadelphia Freedom” by Elton John makes me want to run full speed into a brick wall. I’m sure there is something good about Philadelphia, but I can’t come up with anything at the moment.

Now that I’ve got my venting out of the way, I rooted for the Eagles in all 3 of the NFC Championship games they have now lost. At the risk of sounding like I’m patronizing Eagles fans, I feel genuinely bad for the entire city after the recent loss. I seriously wouldn’t wish that fate on an enemy. I have a lot of good friends who are huge Eagles fans and I can’t even talk to them yet.

It’s also pretty hard to hate this group of Eagles—Brian Dawkins is one of my personal favorites, and I think Andy Reid is a great coach. He had me with his opening day onsides kick against Dallas a few years back. Not just a trick play caller, he kept the team from unraveling when they were 0-2 and then 1-3 and everyone is that psychopathic city was calling for McNabb’s head. All they did from that point on is win 13 out of the next 14 games.

In fairness, it is an insult to the Buffalo Bills to call the Eagles the Bills of the conference title game. Nope, they made the Super Bowl and the Eagles blew home field advantage twice—recently allowing the Cackalacka Panthers to go to the biggest event in sports. Now, they can take their place along with the 1973-75 Oakland Raiders, 1976-78 Los Angeles Rams and 1980-82 Dallas Cowboys as the only teams to lose 3 conference championships in a row. “Sting” is too soft a word for that kind of pain.

If there is blame to be laid at Reid’s feet it is for his stubborn insistence that his skill players were good enough to reach a Super Bowl. Just when it seemed like cashmere-soft Todd Pinkston was turning the corner to becoming a playmaker and the perpetually disappointing Freddie Mitchell made that awesome catch on 4th and 26 to keep the Eagles from getting bounced in the divisional round—the Eagles wide receivers showed that they are exactly what everyone had been saying about them. They have garden hoses for arms and ice skates for hands. Their performance was shamefully bad.

So…does that mean Terrell Owens will end up in Philly? With his surely, self-serving nature, those fans and the toxic media, that has disaster written all over it. I can only dream.

I sincerely wished that Philly made the Super Bowl and won it. The franchise, city and even those awful fans deserved it after a generation since their only Super Bowl appearance. Too bad.

Because now I go back to my regularly scheduled hatred and Philly fans can get ready to face the Gibbskins.

 
January 21st, 2004

Simulated Super Bowl

ESPN.com just had a computer run through the possibilities for Super Bowl XXXVIII, and the result was Carolina 17 New England 13. And this was with Jake Delhomme throwing not one, but two interceptions, and Adam Vinatieri missing two field goals. How did it happen, click here to find out.

 
January 21st, 2004

Roids On Ice

Right on the heels of the steroids mention in the State of the Union address last night, comes this news item from a youth hockey league in Quebec:

Twelve randomly selected players from a Quebec midget league will be tested for drugs such as steroids by the Canadian Centre for Ethics in Sport before playoffs begin in March. It will be the first time a regional league in Canada tested its players, the league said in a statement Wednesday.

Midget players are usually between 15 and 17 years old.

Players testing positive for a performance-enhancing drug face a six-game suspension for a first offense and a one-year ban for a second positive test.

League president Martin Roy said there were indications that many players were using drugs. However, he was not specific about the indications.

"I was concerned that our players, about 25 percent, were consuming some drugs," Roy told CBC Radio in Montreal.

Is that 25 percent consuming performance-enhancing drugs, or 25 percent consuming any sort of drug at all? The interview doesn't indicate which.

 
January 21st, 2004

The ‘Bermuda Triangle’ Of Ice Hockey

The New York Times' Joe LaPointe on the state of the great game in the New York metro area:

Although the Islanders and the Devils are ahead of the Rangers in the Atlantic Division, it is the Manhattan team that drives hockey interest, up or down, in the market. Sather's Rangers have helped to make the sport nearly invisible here.

For fans who subscribe to Cablevision, which owns the Garden and the Rangers, it is more difficult this season to see this struggling team and the other two, too. In some communities, Cablevision has bumped its local hockey channels to a more expensive tier. In other words, it costs more to see bad hockey than it did before.

On talk radio, it is easier to find a January baseball debate than conversation about the three hockey teams. With the league headquarters in Midtown, the Rangers, the Devils and the Islanders make up the Bermuda Triangle of the sport. It disappears here, a mere decade after the Rangers won the Stanley Cup and spurred a huge surge of interest.

This is an area, mind you, that houses the defending Stanley Cup Champions, currently one of the league's most dominant teams. And they play in an arena that's empty most of the time.

Friends, our sport is in deep trouble on the professional level. As to who can save it, I'm at a loss to say.

 
January 21st, 2004

Tapping The NCAA Gravy Train

Jeremy Bloom is a wide receiver for the University of Colorado football team. He is also a Olympic freestyle skier of some repute, one with the ability to earn substantial endorsement income. The NCAA bans college athletes from receiving such income, and Bloom wants a waiver.

Tom Knott of the Washington Times is wondering what all the fuss is about:

Chris Weinke, to name one former member, received a $400,000 signing bonus in baseball before he won the Heisman Trophy at Florida State. No one questioned his so-called amateur standing. As an Olympic skier, Bloom lacks the economic cover of a professional sports league. His income potential, estimated to be well into six figures, is derived from companies seeking to be affiliated with a fashionable face. The nebulous distinction between Bloom and Weinke has baffled the addled minds of the NCAA. A small measure of common sense is beyond their rule-suffocating capacity. Its fear of Bloom is imaginary, if fear contributes to its paralysis.

The real problem here is this: if the NCAA allows Bloom to receive endorsement income, no matter what its source may be, it probably won't be able to prevent others from as well. While it might not seem like a big deal on the surface, it has the real potential to bust up the NCAA gravy train when it comes to lisencing income -- something I addressed some time ago.

 
January 21st, 2004

Bush And Steroids

All sorts of people are pointing to President Bush's statement about steroids and professional sports last night, but it's important to make a distinction between what he said and what he didn't say. From ESPN.com's account:

Bush told Congress that "to help children make right choices, they need good examples."

"Athletics play such an important role in our society, but, unfortunately, some in professional sports are not setting much of an example. The use of performance-enhancing drugs like steroids in baseball, football, and other sports is dangerous, and it sends the wrong message: that there are shortcuts to accomplishment, and that performance is more important than character," Bush said.

"So tonight I call on team owners, union representatives, coaches and players to take the lead, to send the right signal, to get tough, and to get rid of steroids now."

What you have here is the President using his bully pulpit to create some pressure, rather than enact another multi-billion dollar program to attack the problem (hence, no war on steroids to resemble the war on drugs). And that's fine as far as it goes.

Unfortunately, there may be a larger problem lurking. Millions of people use so-called nutritional supplements as part of their regular dieting and fitness regimen. Unfortunately, this entire industry is unregulated by the Food and Drug Administration. The result: lots of folks don't know exactly what they're ingesting. Why is this a problem? Because, as we've found out through drug testing in professional sports as well as international competition, a number of these nutritional supplements are regularly spiked with steroids and other banned substances designed to enhance performance.

The real question that needs to be answered is whether or not this industry should be regulated. That was an issue the President didn't address, and I'm guessing he won't in the future either.

POSTSCRIPT: I can't resist pointing out that Gene Orza of the MLB Players Association refused comment on the President's statement on steroids. Silence can speak volumes sometimes, can't it? And yes, I did see Tom Brady in the gallery last night as well. And I have to wonder out loud how much grief he'll get in the locker room if he comes out as strongly for Bush as Matt Drudge's account describes.

If he does, I don't expect he'll get many calls from Kellen Winslow.

UPDATE: Ted & Sara at Women's Hoops supply some more background on the issue of nutritional supplements, and why the industry holds so much sway in Washington, D.C.

Meanwhile, in New York, MLB finally responded to the President's speech:

"We wholeheartedly agree with and fully support President Bush's call to rid sports of the use of steroids and other illegal performance enhancing substances," MLB commissioner Bud Selig in a statement.

"While we at Major League Baseball believe that our new drug-testing program is a good first step, we recognize that continuing vigilance and evolution are necessary if we are to reach our goal of zero tolerance."

Whatever. . .

 
January 21st, 2004

NHL Roundup

The Rangers and Bruins, bruised and bleeding, picked themselves up in time to get to Manhattan for the back end of their home at home series. The location might have been different, but the outcome was the same, as the Bruins won 4-1. Rookie Carl Corazzini scored twice in only his fourth NHL game. New Bruin Jiri Slegr scored again for Boston, while Andrew Raycroft had 31 saves.

And in the cleanup from Monday's scrap in Boston, Bruins forward Doug Doull served a one-game suspension for charging Ranger Petr Nedved. And the Rangers got more bad news on the blue line, as it was announced that defenseman Darius Kasparaitis will miss 10-12 weeks as the result of a vicious hit delivered by Boston defenseman Dan McGillis. Over at Hockeybird, the Rangers talk is all about who head coach and GM Glen Sather might be acquiring in the next few days.

Putting aside the 1970s-style brutality that has returned to the Bruins-Rangers rivalry, things are tight atop the Eastern Conference, with the top seven teams seperated by only five points. In Toronto, the Eastern Conference-leading Maple Leafs held off the eighth place Islanders 2-0 in a rather chippy contest. Ed Belfour got his fifth shutout, but the Leafs took a blow when Darcy Tucker was forced the leave the game when he was high-sticked by Jason Blake of the Islanders. Like so many other high sticking incidents these days, Tucker suffered an eye injury, and the refs failed to make a call.

In Carolina, the Senators stretched their unbeaten streak against the Hurricanes to 11 games with a 3-1 win. In Pittsburgh, Turner Stevenson scored twice for the Devils in a 3-0 win over the Penguins. Martin Brodeur got the night off for New Jersey, so Devils minor league callup Scott Clemmensen got the shutout win in his NHL debut. He had 25 saves.

In Philadelphia, Richard Zednik scored twice to lead the Canadiens to a 4-1 win over the depleted Flyers. Desperate for blue line help, Philly shipped former 1st round pick Justin Williams to Carolina in exchange for defenseman Danny Markov. Steve Ovadia thinks the real problem in Philly is a corps of forwards who haven't completely embraced head coach Ken Hitchcock's defense-first philosophy.

In Atlanta, Slava Kozlov had a pair of goals in the Thrashers 4-1 win over Buffalo.

At the end of the night, Toronto remains in first in the East with 61 points and Philadelphia is second with 59. By dint of their lead in the Southeast Division, Tampa Bay has the third slot at only 50 points, but Atlanta is right on their tale at 48 (the Thrashers only trail the eighth place Islanders by a single point). Ottawa has the fourth seed at 60 points, while Boston has 58, New Jersey 57 and Montreal 56.

Out West, Edmonton blanked Dallas 3-0, with Tommie Salo posting the shutout -- it was the ninth time the Stars have been shutout this season. Raffi Torres, an afterthought in the Brad Isbister for Janne Niinima trade at the deadline last year, scored twice for Edmonton. He now has 15 goals on the season. And finally, at the Staples Center, home of the M*A*S*H unit that is the Kings, Los Angeles beat Calgary 4-1. Ian Laperriere scored twice for the Kings.

In other news, Detroit's Chris Chelios turns 42 on Sunday, but told the assembled media in Detroit he has no plans to retire. Chelios will be an unrestricted free agent at the end of the season, but he may not have a choice about retirement with the lockout looming.

With an impressive plus/minus rating, and averaging the most ice time in the league, the Islanders Adrian Aucoin has been getting some well deserved attention this season -- and will most likely represent the Islanders at the All-Star Game this year. But in his regular mail bag column yesterday, Islanders beat writer Alan Hahn had this to say:

Adrian Aucoin is solid, but may get a bit more credit than deserved because of the plus-minus numbers. Overall, I think a lot of people
 
January 20th, 2004

FOOD NATION

Confessions of a food freak.

Those who have experienced my savory skillz first hand know me as the Snack Master. King of Condiments. The Minister of Pork. To be prepared for any situation, I carry a utility belt that is equipped with a fresh pepper mill, kosher salt, Old Bay seasoning, Parmesan cheese, chili powder, minced garlic, Dijon mustard and wasabi paste. If I were a rapper, they’d call me White Pepper. In fact, from now on I’d prefer that everyone call me White Pepper.

It’s not just the taste of food that I like, it’s also the way it looks. I will stare at the plates on people’s tables as I enter a restaurant in the hope that I spy something I might not have picked off the menu. I crane my neck to see what is on the trays that servers carry past me. Basically I will ogle food like some guys salivate over strippers. I read about food in newspapers, buy the occasional cooking magazine and think a cookbook with awesome pictures of food dishes is almost a good as looking at Penthouse. It’s not a fetish though, so there is no need to hide the mashed potatoes. It’s not that kind of party anyway.

I also watch an astronomical amount of the Food Network—so much that I see re-runs. Re-runs of re-runs. I’ve only had Food Network for the past 2 years, but have wished it was part of my cable package since the early 90s when I heard they had a show called Grillin’ & Chillin’. Grillin & Chillin’! That could be the title of my auto-biography.

They have over 50 different shows and I get sucked into more than one person should. You get to see other cities all over the country and their indigenous dishes, learn some killer recipes and pick up some cooking tips along the way. Besides, where else are you going to get to see up close the type of people who compete in a vermin cooking contest? I’m talking squirrel, possum, rabbit, ‘coon—the works. You can’t beat that with a rolling pin.

Rachel Ray is the host of two shows on the Food Network, 30 Minute Meals and $40 a Day. She was just featured on the cover of The Washington Post Food section, stars in a Burger King commercial, has 2000 people show up for her book signings and a girl I went out with told me that her step-father has a huge crush on Rachel Ray. Frankly, her enormous popularity surprises me a bit.

She was even asked to do a photo spread for FHM magazine, where she sexes up her down home, darn tootin’ image by wearing very little and licking a large spoon covered in chocolate, along with other allegedly provocative poses. It doesn’t really work. A temptress, she is not. At least not to me—comfort food pudgy, enthusiastically hokey with a touch of cute is a more like it. If you watch her shows, you’ll have to put up with a lot of big-smiley comments like, “I’m gonna get dessert rockin and rollin” or “gee willickers, you can really smell the lemon zest working it’s magic!” Despite having a loaded arsenal of cornball mannerisms and expressions, a lot of the menus she prepares look pretty damn tasty. I tried a variation of her recipe for a tuna burger and it would have turned out better if I hadn’t overcooked it.

Another show I catch a fair amount of is Everyday Italian, even though I’m not wild about a lot of the recipes featured. But the hostess, Giada De Laurentiis—yowza. Hmmm, how can I say this without using a shish-ka-bob reference? And don’t even bring up tossing salad because that’s just plain rude. But I can’t help it. I’d…um…like to fondue her. Sakes alive, she is scrumptious! Let’s move on before my banana does a split.

If I had a complaint it would be Giada’s over enunciating of the Italian pronunciation of words. Mozzarella becomes moootserrrrellllllllla and proscuitto morphs into prrrrrrrrotshootzo. It’s not that big a deal, except that despite her exotic name—I’d lay good money she was born and raised in America, so dialing down the faux accent couldn’t hurt.

She did, however, destroy the Unintentional Comedy Meter (copyright: Bill Simmons) during one of her episodes that I happened to catch with my friend Potatoes (it’s a nickname—his older brother is Meat). After making a risotto dish, she combined some of the leftovers with bread crumbs and rolled them up to be cooked in oil. Then, as the camera zoomed in, she looked earnestly into the lens and said with a warm smile, “After the break, I’m going to finish frying my balls…and then I’m going to EAT them!” Potatoes and I looked at each other to make sure we heard the same thing and then giggled uncontrollably like 8-year olds. It was like that Alec Baldwin “Shvetty Balls” skit on SNL come to life. Dear God, we could have pissed laughing. I’m glad I had a witness for that one to confirm just how preposterously funny that was.

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January 20th, 2004

NomarRamirez-A-Rod Back On. . .

At least according to a report today on ESPN Radio's Dan Patrick Show. But the most damning evidence of all is the fact that up until a little while ago, MLB.com was selling Red Sox jerseys with Rodriguez's name on the reverse.

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As I've said before, five minutes reading Boston Dirt Dogs and you'll be wishing you were a Red Sox fan.

UPDATE: Just watched Pardon The Interruption, and they're reporting the jersey sale at MLB.com is a hoax. Anybody got another source?

 
January 20th, 2004

All Kinds Of Time. . .

Like fellow bloggers Jim Henley and Radley Balko, I'm completely in the tank for alt-pop rockers, Fountains of Wayne. I tripped over their album, Utopia Parkway in a Borders a couple of years back, strapped on the headphones, and was hooked right away. Besides being awfully catchy, with very smart lyrics, the album really captured what life is like in and around my old stomping grounds in the New York metro area.

Back in the Summer, the band finally released its followup, Welcome Interstate Managers, which actually got some attention -- most of it via the video for Stacy's Mom starring Rachel Hunter.

But hidden on the disc is a personal favorite of mine that's also caught the fancy of Henley, a little ditty about football called All Kinds Of Time:

He looks to the left He looks to the right And there in a golden ray of light Is his open man Just like he planned The whole world is his tonight

It's hard not to think of the Patriots' Tom Brady while listening to this, especially since the band has some New England roots to go along with its New Jersey pedigree.

If the folks at NFL Films haven't already grabbed the rights to this song, they ought to right away. It's the perfect backdrop for a season opening video montage. If Steve Sabol is reading this, give me a call, I've already got the shooting script in the can.

 
January 20th, 2004

The Mystery Team

All of my hockey blogging buddies are wondering which team it was that contacted the city of Winnipeg to inquire about relocating the franchise. Like the others, I don't know who it is. But together, we ought to be able to figure out which team it isn't -- especially if we work together. So let's start the list with teams we definitely know aren't going anywhere. I picked the following on the basis of market strength, ticket sales, and age of their arena (with explanations where needed):

East
Toronto
Philadelphia
Ottawa
Boston
Montreal
NY Rangers
Buffalo (new local owner)

West
Detroit
Colorado
San Jose
Vancouver
St. Louis
Calgary
Dallas (Hicks losing money, but not so much that he'd move the team)
Los Angeles
Phoenix (brand new arena)
Minnesota (always sold out)
Edmonton (even a Canadian team in trouble won't be moving to Winnipeg)
Columbus (too new to the league)
Chicago

Ok, here's the rest of the list, with reasons why we can eliminate them:

NY Islanders (local owner, will eventually get new arena)
New Jersey
Tampa Bay
Atlanta (new owners -- who also own the arena and NBA Hawks)
Florida
Carolina
Washington (owner has option to buy NBA Wizards, sale of Caps might endanger that)
Pittsburgh (denies report)
Nashville
Anaheim (moving Ducks, or selling them to owner who would=PR disaster for O.C.-based Disney)

Which leaves us with:

New Jersey (almost moved to Nashville before 1995 Cup Win)
Tampa Bay (leading division, but maybe re-thinking this Florida thing)
Florida (middling squad, empty seats)
Carolina (only three weeks until Daytona 500, arena emptying)
Pittsburgh (shell of a team, may not survive lockout)
Nashville (bloom of the rose in Hockey Tonk, though team is on edge of playoff berth)

Of the five remaining, I'm leaning towards Pittsburgh, their public denials notwithstanding. Anybody else want to take a whack at it?

 
January 20th, 2004

NHL Roundup

By all rights, Milan Hejduk's OT goal giving Colorado a 5-4 win against the Tampa Bay Lightning last night should have been a catastrophic event for the young hockey club. But thanks to Gary Bettman's invention of the OT loss, the Lightning get to walk away from the accident scene with a point in their back pockets -- an unwarranted and unearned insurance policy against total disaster. The more OTLs I see, the more I would rather see the five-minute OT period followed by a shootout that would help eliminate ties altogether.

Cliff Ronning has played less than a week for the Islanders, and he already has three goals, including two last night in a 5-2 win over the Senators. After Garth Snow yielded four straight goals in Ottawa's comeback to tie the Isles last week, Rick DiPietro got the start and the win for New York in goal. The win pulled the Islanders back into the eighth and final playoff spot in the East.

In Boston, the Bruins and the Rangers donned throwback duds (as Hockeybird says, Ooo, la la, Sasoon!) in a 5-2 Boston win. Ex-Canuck Jiri Slegr got a goal in his first game in a Bruins uniform. But while the rest of the Rangers couldn't suck enough, the much maligned Eric Lindros stepped up, taking down Boston's Joe Thornton with a devestating right that broke his cheekbone. Thornton will miss up to a month.

ESPN.com couldn't be more timely, as it seems their entire NHL editorial staff devoted yesterday to the issue of fighting in the NHL. Unfortunately, it's a great idea that's been very poorly executed. Instead of having a landing page where all the links are collected, ESPN.com's edit staff just places a box with all the links within each of 12 stories on the topic. The best solution is simply to start with Jim Kelley's piece, and then wind your way through the rest of the links if you have the time or energy.

Back on the ice, for the first time in what seems like forever, the Blues and the Wings played on the same day, with St. Louis gaining some ground on the Central Division leaders. Down in Florida Pavel Demitra scored twice to give the Blues a 2-1 win over las Panteras. Potential shellshock victim Roberto Luongo had 32 saves for Florida. Meanwhile, out on the Left Coast, San Jose downed the Red Wings by the same 2-1 score. Evgeni Nabakov, a new Daddy, had 34 saves for the Sharks, who aren't surprising anyone anymore. At the end of the day, St. Louis had cut Detroit's lead in the Central to 4 points.

Further North, Dallas did it's best to keep San Jose within striking distance, beating Vancouver 3-2. The win helped Dallas keep pace with the Sharks, who they trail by seven, and pulled the Stars into the eighth slot in the West. Back in the O.C., Anaheim continued to drop like a rock, losing to Calgary 5-1. Craig Conroy had four assists for the Flames, who won despite the absence of Jarome Iginla. Calgary, in third place in the Northwest, trails Vancouver by six points with three games in hand.

Finally, in Nashville, Tomas Vokoun got his second shuout as the Predators extended their unbeaten streak to seven games with a 2-0 win over Minnesota. The victory was the 21st of the season for Vokoun, tying him for the league lead with David Aebischer of Colorado. If Marty Turco has any pride, he'll step aside and let Vokoun start for the Western Conference in this year's All-Star Game.

 
January 20th, 2004

Ghosts Of Rivalries Past

Tonight in Washington, Georgetown will play St. John's in a Big East Conference clash. Unfortunately, nobody really cares anymore. Camille Powers of the Washington Post explains what it used to be like:

Patrick Ewing remembers what it was like when a Georgetown-St. John's basketball game was the biggest game in college basketball. Nineteen years ago, Ewing was a senior and the Hoyas were the defending national champions.

Georgetown and St. John's were each at the peak of their popularity and success. Two coaching icons -- Georgetown's John Thompson and St. John's Lou Carnesecca -- stood on the sideline. Six future first-round NBA draft picks (Georgetown's Ewing and Reggie Williams, and St. John's Chris Mullin, Walter Berry, Mark Jackson and Bill Wennington) were on the floor. Tickets to the games were impossible to find.

"It was always hyped up, it was always great competition," Ewing said last week. "It was in all the papers, and the people in New York City talked so much trash when we went up there. When we went up there to the Grand Hyatt a few days before the game [in February 1985], we walked in and people were already saying things."

I went to see Georgetown and St. John's play last year, and safe to say, the air was let out of the balloon a long time ago. If anything, the two schools, along with a host of other smaller institutions that don't feature big time football programs, were victims of their own success. It wasn't long after the Big East placed three teams in the 1985 Final Four (and came within a game of making it an all-Big East affair), that larger state schools got tired of being taken to the woodshed in basketball by small private colleges.

In only took a few years for the bigger schools to re-jigger the rules to favor the larger football-playing schools. Of course, the problem has only gotten larger with the advent of the BCS, as more and more money flows into the hands of a limited number of institutions. So, while I'd like to think that the expansion of the Big East to include Louisville, Cincinnati, DePaul, among others, will help revive the conference, I'm afraid the big time has passed by Georgetown and St. John's forever.

 
January 20th, 2004

More On The Kiss Cam

Thanks to the reader who sent in an email followup to yesterday's Kiss Cam item:

The Mystics used to do a "couple of the game" contest -- until lesbian fans of the team complained to [Washington Sports President] Susan O'Malley that only straight couples were shown.
 
January 19th, 2004

Another Philly Disappointment

Over at the Washington Times, Dick Heller remembers another upset that took place in Philadelphia -- the 1950 NFL season opener between the Eagles and the Cleveland Browns, formerly of the All-American Football Conference:

With 71,237 spectators licking their chops, the two-time NFL champions prepared to demonstrate in their season opener that the Browns, four-time champs of the now-defunct All-America Football Conference, were way over their heads. It would be ugly, but the three teams added to the NFL from the AAFC — Browns, Baltimore Colts and San Francisco 49ers — had to be taught a lesson. Indeed, a lesson was administered that Saturday night — but not the one anticipated by the NFL and its fans.

The best defense against falling for the flavor of the month in a sports section is institutional memory. Here in Washington, that used to be provided by sportswriters like the later Shirley Povich and Mo Siegel. Today, part of that responsibility lies with Heller, one of the old hands who has seen it all, and tells us about it from time to time in the pages of the Times. We're lucky to have him around.

 
January 19th, 2004

Happy MLK Day

Take a moment to read one of the greatest speeches in the history of the Republic. You'll be the better for it.

 
January 19th, 2004

No Stopping “Wheezy”

Although Michelle Wie fell one shot short of the cut at the Sony Open on Friday, she's apparently ready to take on professional competition. On Sunday, Wie announced she would play in six LPGA events in 2004, including the Evian Masters in France next July. I can hear the skwaking already, as some of the older folk on the LPGA Tour begin to realize they're about to get their heads handed to them.

Then again, with Wie shooting for a slot at the 2005 Masters, maybe LPGA Tour vets aren't the only ones who should be worrying. For more on Wie, check out Brad Dowdy's brand new Golf blog, Making The Cut. If he brings have of the energy and precision to it that he does with No Pepper, his Atlanta Braves blog, it will be worth adding to your daily reading list.

 
January 19th, 2004

A Kiss Is Just A Kiss

Folks who regularly attend Washington Capitals games are familair with the "Kiss Cam," a fun feature the team highlights on the scoreboard during breaks in play. Cameras in the arena will focus on couples they figure are together, hoping they'll share a kiss to the delight of the crowd.

But recently, the Kiss Cam got a whole new wrinkle:

But on New Year’s Day, during the Caps’ game against the New Jersey Devils, Warren Arborgast, a season ticket holder and gay hockey fan, saw that one of 10 couples shown on the scoreboard were two men.

"Usually, they go for the punch line -- two male fans of the opposing team -- at the end," he said. "But these were two Caps fans, and they never did the joke elsewhere during that sequence."

He said the fans gave a huge laugh thinking it was a joke. Then the couple paused and kissed. The crowd’s reaction turned from laughter to cheers and significant applause, and then to a murmur, presumably out of shock.

Congratulations to the open minded ice hockey fans in our nation's capital! My favorite kiss cam moment came a couple of seasons ago during a game against the Devils. That time, the camera focused on the Devils bench, where Scott Gomez was sitting next to one of his teammates. Once the laughter died down, Gomez decided to play along, turned to his left and puckered up. The crowd loved it.

Thanks to reader Dave S. for the link.

 
January 19th, 2004

NHL Weekend Roundup

The biggest matchup of the weekend was the home at home series between Toronto and Philly -- one that turned out badly for the boys from TO. On Friday, Philly took Game One at home 4-1, sans Jeremy Roenick, who had the night off after tossing a water bottle at a ref earlier in the week. Robert Esche stopped 21 shots in a win that helped the Flyers pull out of the death spiral they've been in recently. On Saturday, things didn't get any better for the Leafs, as Roenick returned to score a goal on the way to a 4-0 win. Esche stopped 34 shots for the shutout, and Michael Handzus had a pair of goals for Philly.

The win wasn't without cost for the Flyers, as Roenick collided with Eric Desjardins after missing a check. The result: Desjardins is out up to 8 weeks and will need surgery for a broken right forearm. One wonders what sort of surgery the Leafs might need, as the Flyers are now tied with Toronto atop the Eastern Conference with 59 points.

That was great news for Ottawa, as they continued their surge up the standings with a 4-0 win over Boston on Saturday. Martin Prusek had 20 saves in the shutout, and Martin Havlat scored twice for the Senators. With the two points, the Senators are lurking just a point behind Toronto and Philadelphia.

Out West, the fight for the top spot is tightening as well. Though Vancouver had the hotter start, the Avalanche have managed to catch them atop the Northwest Division at 59 points, and have claimed the lead on a tiebreaker. Detroit stands atop the West at 61 points, followed by Colorado at 59. Due to their lead in the Pacific, the Sharks take third at 55 points, with the Canucks in fourth at 59 points.