by Mitch Albom | Jan 26, 1995 | Detroit Free Press
MIAMI — OK, I know all about Steve Young and his quest for acceptance. But what about the other guy? Stan Humphries limped through a game this season
by Mitch Albom | Jan 26, 1995 | Detroit Free Press
MIAMI — OK, I know all about Steve Young and his quest for acceptance. But what about the other guy? Stan Humphries limped through a game last year with a bum foot, an elbow cast, and a torso stuffed from top to bottom in thick padding. He looked like the...
by Mitch Albom | Jan 25, 1995 | Detroit Free Press
MIAMI — Fishing. Deion wants to go fishing. As soon as he’s done with this annoying army of international media, he wants to hit the water, bait the hook, reel and cast. Or is it cast and reel? What’s the difference? Deion will make it up as he goes...
by Mitch Albom | Jan 24, 1995 | Detroit Free Press
MIAMI — I just got here and I’m finished. I already know what will happen at the Super Bowl. I always know.How, I hear you ask?Simple. For sports writers — and I am sharing a trade secret here, so don’t tell anyone — every Super Bowl is...
by Mitch Albom | Jan 22, 1995 | Detroit Free Press
When we were kids, there were four TV channels. The one with the peacock, the one with the eye, the one marked abc, and the “smart” channel.
That “smart” channel was PBS.
It was usually on the far end of the dial — where I grew up it was Channel 12 — and all we kids really understood was that it didn’t have cartoons, and it was supposed to be good for us. As we grew, we found some interesting programs, and eventually our own children tuned in to see Big Bird and Cookie Monster.
Also, it had no commercials.
A big plus for the smart channel.
by Mitch Albom | Jan 21, 1995 | Detroit Free Press
No picket signs. No boycotts. No fans throwing bricks at Joe Louis Arena.
And not an empty seat in the house.
So much for anger. You couldn’t buy a ticket to this Half- Season Opener, you couldn’t persuade your best friend to share his, it was rainy and cold and dreary, and still, you had to fight your way through mobs to reach the door.
by Mitch Albom | Jan 15, 1995 | Detroit Free Press
I never liked riding a bus, because when people want to stop, they pull a string that rings a bell. This seems a little childish to me. Bing! Bing! Bing! Where are we going, Candyland? Besides, after eight hours of this torture, the driver is like something out of...
by Mitch Albom | Jan 13, 1995 | Detroit Free Press
The boy was wearing his varsity letter jacket when the jury announced its verdict.”Guilty,” the man said. Guilty? It was Wednesday afternoon. Late September. Back at Saline High School, the football team was getting ready for practice, awaiting his return....
by Mitch Albom | Jan 6, 1995 | Detroit Free Press
Wayne Fontes entered his office and sifted through the congratulatory messages on his desk. Chris Spielman. Barry Sanders. The phone suddenly rang and Fontes picked it up.”Hey, Mike! . . . Oh, thank you.”Mike Holmgren, coach of Green Bay.”I...
by Mitch Albom | Jan 6, 1995 | Detroit Free Press
Wayne Fontes entered his office and sifted through the congratulatory messages on his desk. Chris Spielman. Barry Sanders. The phone rang and Fontes picked it up.”Hello, Mike! . . . Oh, thank you!”Mike Holmgren, coach of Green Bay.”I appreciate it,...