WEEK 12 GAMES

WEEK 12 GAMES

Sports writers Mitch Albom, Nicholas J. Cotsonika and Drew Sharp take their best shots each week at predicting the NFL’s winners and losers. Their choices are made against the Glantz-Culver line. (Home teams capitalized.)THE GAMES TIME TV ALBOM SHARP COTSONIKA...
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SAY GOOD-BYE TO U-M’S GOOD GUY

He knew the whole time Saturday, knew the moment he took the field, knew the moment he walked off it, knew the moment he came in for his last crowded postgame media session on the campus that he loved for the team he adored. His departure was already set, even if it...
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BUSY LIVES TAKE BITE OUT OF TURKEY TIME

There was this movie in 1990 called “Avalon” that followed the path of a fictional American family. It began with a Thanksgiving, it ended with a Thanksgiving.The opening Thanksgiving was sometime after World War II. There were so many relatives, they had...
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SENIORITIS: MISERABLE DAY IN EVERY WAY

“It must be very difficult to win five …” – Jim Tressel after Ohio State’s fourth victory in a row over MichiganFor a fleeting moment during this fractured season, they believed the end might make up for the beginning. But the whistle blew...
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IS THERE A MURDER PLOT IN YOUR CHILD’S HEAD?

You give them life, they try to kill you.

That sentence should never apply to your children. But it does in the sad case of a Maryland teenager named Cory Ryder, who tried to hire a hit man to kill his parents.

According to reports, Ryder, who was 16 at the time, met with a man he believed to be an assassin – but who was actually an undercover police officer – in a hotel room last June. During their conversation, Ryder offered his stepfather’s pickup as payment for the kill.

“Two bullets is all it takes,” he allegedly said.

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ALL THE YOUNG DUDES CARRY THE WAR NEWS

FT. BRAGG, N.C. – One by one they approached, polite and smiling. They were so young. I have been on a book tour for weeks, and the bags under my eyes are so noticeable that I have taken to jealously checking the lack of bags under other peoples’ eyes. Theirs had none. No crow’s-feet around the edges. No wrinkles on their foreheads. They were so young.

“Thanks for coming,” they said.

“Thanks for having me,” I said.

Some were holding babies. Some were with pregnant wives. Some were so clean-shaven, they did not appear capable of growing more than a few stray whiskers.