THE THRILL ISN’T GONE
EAST LANSING — There’s an old joke that says college is a storehouse for knowledge, because the freshmen bring so much, and the seniors take away so little. Maybe that’s true — until you meet Mill Coleman. Here’s a kid who came in with a...
Heartless Baseball Brings No Joy To America
There goes your old friend baseball. You remember him from a happier time, when he walked with his head high, waving at children and swatting home runs. He is stooped over now, fat and bloated, drunk on his own greed. There is no saving him. No one even wants to try.
THE HUDDLE: INS AND OUTS
Ho hum. Another week, another upset of Notre Dame. Let’s start today’s huddle by giving Instant Huddle Membership to two new faces: Todd (Is God) Collins and Remy (Is Also God) Hamilton. You two made so many people happy Saturday, I’m not even going...
WHAT’S BLACK & WHITE & READ ALL OVER? GAME PLAN
MINNEAPOLIS — Football is surprise. That’s what coaches tell you. The more you can do something the other guys don’t expect, the more successful you will be. Kind of like war, without CNN.So you can understand my mild concern when I flew into...
PLAYERS, OWNERS THINK DIFFERENTLY
This weekend, baseball’s players and owners are meeting in New York in a last-ditch effort to save the season. The strike is now a month old, and the average fan can’t understand why, with all these meetings, they can’t even come close to a...
Until They Lose, Lions Will Stay Favorites
* Detroit 24, Minnesota 20: And I’m gonna keep on picking them until they lose.
* Arizona 16, NY Giants 15: I’m not sure what kind of kid Buddy Ryan was, but I bet nobody wanted to sit next to him.
Irish Eyes Smiling, Until U-M Pays Visit
If today were 100 years ago, we would have duels wherever you looked, people turning their backs, walking 10 paces and shooting each other. One would wear maize ‘n’ blue, the other blue and gold. Of course, the maize and blue would be better shots . . .
OK. I say that because I live here. And here is Michigan. No doubt, at this very moment, some columnist in South Bend is writing a crack aboutU-M, assuming he has learned how to write.
SAMPRAS, GRAF DO THEIR BEST; WE DON’T
NEW YORK — People want to take Pete Sampras, throw him on a slab, hook up the wires and flip the switch — a la Dr. Frankenstein. They want a personality transplant, something from the brains of John McEnroe or Jimmy Connors, assuming those brains...
Our Weekly Huddle Sorts Out The Muddle
THE HUDDLE:
All right, HUDDLE UP! Throw your arms around one another and lean in. We are here to answer questions from the football weekend. We are here to call the play for next week’s games. We are here to–
Would you mind getting off my foot?
WHAT’S THE PLAY?
Wait a minute. I’m thinking.
While you’re thinking, Huddle, I gotta tell ya, I am so geeked on the Lions! I am psyched! This is the year, baby! We’re thunderin’! We’re smokin’! We’re cookin’! I’m in the ZON —
Turn your radio down. Take a sedative.
Hey, Huddle, can I get in?
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