Detroit Free Press

PISTONS PROVE GOOD PLAY MOWS A GARDEN

PISTONS PROVE GOOD PLAY MOWS A GARDEN

BOSTON - It might not be the old Garden, with the rats and the bad air and the leprechauns, but this new Garden has been magical to the Boston Celtics. Now that magic is gone. Whatever role the parquet floor played in the 2008 playoffs - allowing the Celtics to go a perfect 9-0 - was smashed Thursday night by the only team these days that seems unaffected by geography, or anything else for that matter.Beat the House. The Pistons had to do it at some point if they wanted to win these Eastern Conference finals, and they did it in Game 2 the old-fashioned way: They tried harder.
HEY, NOW THAT’S MORE LIKE IT FOR THE PISTONS

HEY, NOW THAT’S MORE LIKE IT FOR THE PISTONS

BOSTON - It may not be the old Garden, with the rats and the bad air and the stifling summer heat, but this new Garden has been magical to this year's Boston Celtics. And now that magic is done. Whatever role the parquet floor played in the 2008 playoffs - allowing the Celtics to go a perfect 9-0 - was smashed Thursday night by the only team these days that seems unaffected by geography, or anything else for that matter.Beat the House.The Pistons had to do it at some point if they wanted to win the series, and they did it in Game 2 the old fashioned way: They tried harder.
PLUCKED

PLUCKED

ANAHEIM, Calif. - The Ducks were down a man and still scored. They had a power play coming and scored without needing it. Dominik Hasek came out unusually high; the puck dribbled through him. Hasek sprawled flat; three pucks went behind him. Like dripping ice, like descending smog, there was karma all over the building Tuesday night - and still the Red Wings almost shook it off, they fought to the choking finish. But in the end, it was covered in feathers and it spoke with a beak. And by the time the sun set here in the West, it had already gone down on Detroit.
EVEN IN BOSTON, YOU CAN’T GO HOME AGAIN

EVEN IN BOSTON, YOU CAN’T GO HOME AGAIN

BOSTON - Twenty years ago, I took a walk with Joe Dumars through the streets of Boson's North End, an Italian neighborhood not far from the highway overpasses, small restaurants, row houses, residents sitting outside on chairs or leaning from their windows. The Pistons still were trying to win their first title, and we did an interview while walking the streets."DUUUMAHS!" some guy yelled out the window, "YAH GONNA LOSE!" and Joe shyly smiled. He was a young shooting guard, I was a young sportswriter. It was a warm day, and everything felt fresh and ahead of us.
YOU NEVER FORGET PROM, EVEN IF YOU TRY

YOU NEVER FORGET PROM, EVEN IF YOU TRY

Many people wonder how the Prom began.History shows that the Prom was invented when a caveman named Tux and a cavewoman named Limo met one night, gave each other the googly eye, and then clubbed each other over the head. When they awoke, they couldn't remember a thing, which is still how it works at proms today.Thus the tradition was born.
THAT’S NOT THE WAY TO START OFF A SERIES

THAT’S NOT THE WAY TO START OFF A SERIES

BOSTON - Well, if that was rust scraping off the Pistons on Tuesday night, it was the Celtics who were scraping it. Don't just blame the six-day layoff. Too many times in Game 1 of these Eastern Conference finals, the Pistons moved to the hoop and suddenly were without the ball - because a Boston player swiped it, poked it, swatted it or just plain took it. Steals? It was like watching a police video on purse snatchings.
FINALLY! THE FINALS!

FINALLY! THE FINALS!

DALLAS - It was steaming hot outside American Airlines Arena, temperatures in the 90's, bad ice weather, a bad omen for a northern team, and the Red Wings didn't need any more bad omens. But unworthy teams stumble and fall, while worthy champions stumble but come back harder. And so the Wings, after two losses in trying to close this series, came down to Texas, stood tall against the fire, then threw themselves into it Monday night.
THE COMMODITY NOT FOUND IN STOCK PRICE

THE COMMODITY NOT FOUND IN STOCK PRICE

Trust? Why should they trust? Why should Chrysler workers believe anything they hear from their company's new would-be owners, Cerberus Capital Management, a firm named for a mythical, three-headed hound of hell? Do you trust a new king who was born in another country? Do you trust a new landlord who has a history of evicting people? Who trusts anything when it comes to big business today? If you know someone, tell me. I don't. Not anymore.

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.

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