Terrell Owens arrives in Philly to play alongside McNabb and replace the likes of butterfingers Pinkston and Thrash. Will Owens be enough to push Philly over the hump and lead them to Super Bowl glory?
As sick as this sounds, Rob Pelinka may have just saved the league thanks to his questionable ethics. We are at a very dangerous time for the NBA. The league is highly unstable right now. Some of the biggest names in the league trying to force their way onto other teams by complaining publicly through the media. An endless barrage of potential mega-block buster trades loom that will redistribute talent in a spattering of directions that will leave everyone confused. The break up of the Lakers and success of the Pistons is creating seismic waves that has teams re-evaluating their philosophies and scrambling for a piece of the Laker yard sale. Teams are awarding indefensibly horrendous contracts to mediocre players as the unsigned superstars sit back and laugh as their potential dollar amount sky rockets by the day. Along came Rob Pelinka, whose indiscretions are going to create tension between teams and agents that should at least slow down the out-of-control signings.
Hey Kobe, “Wanna Be Like Mike?” Then stay with the Lakers. Do you want to start carving your own path? Then pack your bags, or actually just change Los Angeles jerseys, and sign with the Clippers.
In Defense of Griese
I’m a big Brian Griese fan and I have been since I watched him embarrass Ryan Leaf in the Rose Bowl.
Brian Griese is an excellent QB in his own right; in some ways superior to John Elway, and Griese certainly outperformed Jake Plummer as Denver’s starting QB. Making him the whipping boy for Denver’s woes during his stay in the Mile High City, or calling him untalented and worthless, is a considerable distortion of reality.
No Envy for Yankee Fans
On Sunday afternoon, wandering around East 153rd St. outside Yankee Stadium with the lovely Better Half, Jennifer, my eyes were drawn to one particular t-shirt for sale outside one of the myriad Yankee souvenir stores that dot that litter-infested slum. The shirt, in full obnoxious Yankee-blue splendor, proclaimed triumphantly, “GOT TWENTY-SIX?”
Mike Shanahan: Off With His Head!
Every team in the NFL exists for one reason and one reason alone. It is their goal, their job, their duty to reach and win the NFL’s championship game; the Super Bowl – we’ll pretend there are no teams like the Bears whose ownership and management have either forgotten this or just don’t give a damn about it.
Farewell NHL- We Hardly Knew Ye
Alright, I admit it. I’m the one. I know that bashing the NHL has become the chic thing to do right about now, but I just can’t bring myself to do it. I live for the NHL. I’m the one person who would rather watch a random Blackhawks/Thrashers game, than Red Sox/Yankees or even Florida State/Miami. There’s nothing like the two month passion-fest that is the Stanley Cup Playoffs. Give it to me over March Madness any day of the week and twice on Sundays.
It’s really a shame that when the Dave Andreychuk and the Lightning hoisted the Cup last month, it basically signaled the end of hockey in North America as we know it. The league’s Collective Bargaining Agreement ends September 15, and all signs point to a labor dispute that at the very least will wipe out the entire 2004-05 season before it even has a chance to get started. NHL Commissioner Gary Bettman and NHLPA Head Bob Goodenow haven’t had official talks since last October, and no talks are scheduled in the foreseeable future.
Ex-Sabres take the prize- again
Two of the more recognizable figures in Buffalo hockey history, both in the top 4 on the all-time Sabres scoring list, just recently won hockey’s biggest prize representing a team that didn’t even exist when they were both in Buffalo and in their primes.
One-Half Down….One to Go
With the Mid-Summer Classic upon us, the unofficial halfway point of the season is here. Some great stories have arisen in the first half of the season, from the Texas Rangers to the Milwaukee Brewers to Lew Ford to the stomach parasite that has wreaked havoc throughout Kevin Brown, Jason Giambi and the Yankees. With the season half-over, here are my awards for the first-half and predictions for the rest of the way.
Offseason Induced Scab Picking
The off season stinks.
At this point in the year there’s little news of any value. All that’s left us is speculation, and the upcoming season has already been speculated to death several times over.
So as any obsessive NFL fan might, I’ve begun picking open old scabs, just to see if there’s still any puss left to squeeze out.