Category: General Sports

With 25 games or so left in this NBA season the playoff picture is still a little bit distorted.  There are some teams who could collapse (Cleveland in particular) and miss the playoffs, and there is still some hope for teams like Houston and New York…okay that was low, sorry Knicks fans.  However, things we all know are that San Antonio and Detroit are most likely going to get back to the Finals.  The last two NBA champions mirror each other so much and play the game so well respectively, that it would take a disastrous injury or death to keep them from their collision course. (Let’s hope neither of them happens)  If you are like me though it is sometimes nice to see somebody else get a chance to lift the Larry O’Brien trophy.  The only thing is…are there really some teams in the league that stand a legitimate chance of dethroning Detroit or San Antonio?

Everyone loves to say that records are made to be broken. So when someone like Cal Ripken comes along and breaks what is believed to be an absolutley, positively, your-so-dumb-if-you-think-anyone-will-ever-touch-it unbreakable record, it should be celebrated and appreciated forever. Or at least until someone breaks that record.

So, without sounding like a broken one, let’s talk records.

So this is the time of the year that I reflect on what has been in the first half of the NBA season.  Like most sports enthusiasts I would say that the NBA is working out just like most everyone thought.  Detroit and San Antonio look like they are up for Round Two in the Finals, Kobe takes an ungodly amount of shots a game, and Isaiah Thomas is the worst GM ever.  But there are some things happening in the league that intrigue me.  Take for instance the Phoenix Suns.  They don’t have one of the five best players in the league (Amare) and they have only 2/5 of the starting lineup they had last year and they still lead the Pacific and are a two seed in the West.  LeBron James is a man-child, but we all knew that.  However, it actually looks like the Cavs are not going to have a melt down and we get to see the King do his thing in the playoffs.

Let’s not be so quick to ignore the fortunate opportunity Davis received in 2000, and how he wasted it away in the latter half of his six-year tenure at Indiana.

I got stuff. It’s rattling through this head of mine. Why not write it down? Awesome idea. And post it on Sports Column… Oh yeah, now I’m thinking like a champ! In the words of Billy Madison: LETS GO!

Remember Anfernee “Penny” Hardaway? When I say that name now what you, I and everyone else think of is a sub par basketball player who somehow makes 15 million dollars a year. People even try to insult him by calling him the “nickel” instead of “penny”. I never quite understood how this was an insult, if my nickname was “g-spot” and people started calling me “million dollar man.” that’s an upgrade in cash, therefore its an upgrade in a nickname.

I am going to love the World Baseball Classic. It doesn’t really matter what happens, it’s going to be awesome.

Even if the Dominican Murders’ Row easily reduces all opposing pitching to a series of puddles or the American staff is as untouchable as LeBron at the trade deadline, just seeing The Grand Old Game seasoned with this type of international flavor is sure to be special.

Sports Illustrated is about to tell the sports world just how good Chris Bosh really is. Somewhere in their upcoming feature, I have to assume, will be the words Kevin Garnett.

Two of the four most storied college basketball programs saunter along similar paths back to greatness.

While growing up in suburban Delaware, I was a huge fan of sports. I practically knew every statistic available by either watching games on television, waking up the minute The News Journal hit the front door, or having the privilege of actually going to a professional sporting event. Julius Erving, Franco Harris and Reggie Jackson were the superstars that made me thirst for knowledge because of the way they affected their respective sports. They were my love. I used to become so angry when sports columnists would speak about Reggie’s ego, Doc being the face of basketball instead of winning a championship, or Franco running out of bounds late in his career. Did these irrelevant afterthoughts have anything to do with what happened on the field?