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Opening Statement: Red-Hot Red Wings, Led By Kocur, Score A Knockout Against Coyotes

Idon’t want to give the folks in Phoenix early indigestion, but when Joey Kocur scores two goals on your team, you’d better check your diet.

Yes, I know it’s only the first game of the playoffs. Yes, I know some teams need time to get loose. But two goals — by Joey Kocur? That’s like two touchdowns by Jerry Ball. Two home runs by Justin Thompson. Demoralizing? That wasn’t sweat on the Phoenix players, it was skid marks. The Zamboni had a better night than they did.

RED WINGS FEEL WHITE HEAT; IT’S TIME TO SHOW TRUE COLORS

Baby Yzerman, Listen To A Tale About Your Dear Old Dad

TO: Baby Girl Yzerman

RE: Your birthday message

Dear Newborn,

By the time you are old enough to read this, many things will have changed. We’ll be in another century. We’ll have a new president. We might even have stopped going to see “Titanic.”

Also, by the time you’re old enough to read this, your father might not be playing hockey anymore. He might be retired, living a quiet life with you and your mother and your older sister, polishing his Stanley Cup ring (or rings), getting on with a new career.

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When Over There, Watch Your Back

My back hurt.

This was nothing new. My back often hurts. When it does, I visit a chiropractor. I like my chiropractor. He always makes time for me. There was only one problem.

I was in Spain; he was 4,000 miles away.

Thus begins today’s “what I did on my vacation” column. I looked for a chiropractor. In a foreign country. And I can safely say this: In Spain, which is a lovely country, you have a better chance of being stabbed by a bullfighter than having your spine adjusted.

“Can you recommend a chiropractor?” I asked the people at my hotel.

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Dumars Gets The Best Of Mj One Last Time

Joe Dumars dragged himself through the tunnel like a man headed for his own execution.

“Flu,” he croaked.

He shook his head slowly, as if to add, “Can you believe the timing?” His eyes were glassy. His head was clogged. And that wasn’t the really bad part. The bad part was around the corner, on the Palace floor, Michael Jordan and the Chicago Bulls were waiting.

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The Good, The Bad And The Imprisoned

This weekend marks the NFL draft, and across the country, phone lines are buzzing. Of course, not every conversation is as fruitful as the next …

“OK, Rocky, gimme the news. What have you found?”

“Well, boss, scouting ain’t as easy as it used to be.”

“You’re already making excuses?”

“I’m just saying there’s good news and bad news with these ‘sleeper’ picks. Take this quarterback prospect I got out of South Carolina.”

“What’s the good news?”

“He’s a combination of Peyton Manning and Ryan Leaf.”

“What’s the bad news?”

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CHILD KILLINGS SHOW WHAT WE’RE MISSING

It wasn’t just the guns.Oh, there were too many guns, for sure. Police say the boys had at least 10 in their possession when they dressed up like hunters and shot at their schoolmates in Jonesboro, Ark., killing four girls and a teacher just as easily as you...