He's gonna make plays. That's what Steve Mariucci said when he went with Jeff Garcia at quarterback. He's gonna make plays. And sometimes, he's gonna make 'em for the other side.So it was that Garcia, trying to conjure his magic, threw an ill-advised pass in overtime Sunday, across his body, on the run, in the middle of the field, near his goal line - about a thousand no-no's wrapped in one ball - and it was picked off by the Bears' Charles Tillman, who raced all the way back to Chicago with the touchdown, the victory and first place in the NFC North.
He wore a gray-striped suit with the stripes going both directions, a white dress shirt and a stylish print tie. Still, when they called his name, the crowd barely noticed, because the music was blasting and fire was shooting and the fans were busy watching the players do their jump-and-slam moves.But make no mistake. This Pistons opener was about one man more than the rest. Those long pants have been a long time coming.Michael Curry is on the board.
MITCH ALBOM The tune you'll hearExperience will carry them. But inexperience will factor in, too - with some of the young guys in the postseason.Who'll top the chartsRasheed WallaceIt's his contract year. And he's the MVP half the time already.The Pistons will finish in the:Division: Second. Conference: Third.Playoffs: East semis.The finals:East: Cleveland over Boston.West: L.A. Lakers over San Antonio.NBA: Cleveland over L.A. Lakers.VINCE ELLISThe tune you'll hear
This is a story about a job and a soldier and how one Michigan woman had to say good-bye to both.Suzette and Jerry Boler have been married 22 years. They have children and grandchildren. As a member of the National Guard, Jerry, a mechanic, recently was called up to serve in Iraq. Suzette wanted to be with him before he left. So she notified her employer, Benefit Management Administrators, in Caledonia. Boler, 40, worked part-time as a receptionist, answering phones and opening mail. She was paid, she says, $9 an hour, to work Mondays, Tuesdays and Wednesdays.
"Where you going?"It was manager Jim Leyland yelling from his small office in the visitors' clubhouse. This was late Friday night, after his team had lost the World Series in a sometimes embarrassing fashion, throwing balls over players' heads, getting caught in rundowns, losing wild pitches. It had been a great ride but a bumpy finish, and Leyland was sitting silently now in the office with several coaches staring at the floor or the walls, so I continued past, out of respect."Where you going?"I stepped back to the door frame.
I witnessed something recently that said a lot about who we are in America. It took place not on a big stage on a Saturday night in New York, but on a daytime talk show in the middle of the week. I was to be a guest on that TV show. It was one of those shows liable to have a cooking segment, followed by a pets segment, then a segment on sexy Halloween costumes.
They were supposed to be different. Not the same old Fab Four. Either Chauncey or Tayshaun, maybe Rasheed, maybe Rip. Someone was going. That's what fans figured this summer. Joe Dumars, the team president, said it publicly and loudly - after the Pistons fell short of the NBA Finals yet again - he would trade one or more of his Mt. Rushmore faces if the right deal came along.What happened?"It didn't come along," he says.
Ten years ago, I sat with a literary agent and wondered whether a little book called "Tuesdays With Morrie" was going to hurt my sportswriting career."What do you mean hurt'?" he said."Well," I said, "it's about a dying professor and the meaning of life. What if I go into locker rooms now and athletes start making fun of me, calling me soft?"He thought for a second then waved a dismissive hand. "Don't worry," he said, "nobody's gonna read it."Ten years ago. I was a sportswriter then. I am a sportswriter now. But everything else has changed.
Mitch Albom writes about running an orphanage in impoverished Port-au-Prince, Haiti, his kids, their hardships, laughs and challenges, and the life lessons he’s learned there every day.
