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NO REST FOR THE WEARY WINGS FAN

NO REST FOR THE WEARY WINGS FAN

The wife sighs. She has seen this before. Her husband is face-down in the pillow, Monday morning, and he is not moving."You'll be late for work," she says."Can't do work," the husband mumbles."Why not?""Red Wings tonight. Need sleep. West Coast game. Gonna be up late.""What about your job?"He pulls the pillow around his ears. "This is my job," he yells.
AS MCHALE EXITS, ILITCH SPEAKS OUT

AS MCHALE EXITS, ILITCH SPEAKS OUT

On Tuesday, the Tigers lost their president. Sounds bad, huh?Well, before you draw any conclusions, answer this simple question: Who was their last president?No, Bill Clinton is incorrect.The last president of the Tigers was Mike Ilitch. He is also the owner -- and he was then, too. Ilitch handed the reins to John McHale in 1995. McHale left Tuesday to join the Tampa Bay Devil Rays as chief operating officer.Don't be shocked if Ilitch takes the reins back.
AFTER HIS CAREER YEAR, DRAPER KEEPS GRINDING

AFTER HIS CAREER YEAR, DRAPER KEEPS GRINDING

It is not his favorite subject. When you remind Kris Draper that this blood-feud rivalry between Detroit and Colorado really began with him, six years ago, when he was cheap-shotted into the boards by Claude Lemieux and an all-out hockey war was declared, he gives a rare sarcastic response."Yeah, lucky me," he says. "I got to have my face rearranged to start a rivalry."The wounds have healed. The scars long since passed. And Draper would rather be singled out for something else these days. He has worked hard to make that so.
PLAY IT SMART, GRANT, AND STICK WITH DETROIT

PLAY IT SMART, GRANT, AND STICK WITH DETROIT

TO: Grant Hill The Deliberating Superstar c/o The Detroit PistonsDear Grant,I trust this letter finds you well, at least as well as a man can be three days after ankle surgery. While you were in the hospital, did you remember to avoid the Jell-O? I'm sure you did. You've always been smart.Which brings me to your future, where you must also be smart. It is not my place, as an aging sportswriter who can barely make a lay-up, to advise a sleek young NBA superstar about his prospects.But I'll do it anyhow.
I AIN’T NOTHIN’ BUT A HOUND DOG, RIGHT?

I AIN’T NOTHIN’ BUT A HOUND DOG, RIGHT?

For years, I tried to hide it. If people asked, I denied the rumors. But sooner or later, like a moon through the clouds, your secrets emerge from darkness. And in a few days, mine will be exposed.So I conferred with my people, my handlers, and they suggested, like Bill O'Reilly, it was best if I got out in front of this nasty business. So I will. Right here. I will confess it now.I do Elvis.
BETTER TO SIT IN JAIL THAN MISS THE GAME

BETTER TO SIT IN JAIL THAN MISS THE GAME

The judge called it "the most unusual request I've ever had."The defense attorney said, "I've never heard anything like it."Even the crook admits he never tried anything this brazen.Then again, it is Michigan-Ohio State weekend."The first thing he wanted me to do," said defense attorney Tully Rogers, "was to get him out on bond so he could watch the game. He promised to come right back. I said, 'I don't think the judge is gonna go for that. Maybe we can come up with something else.' "
WARNER, MCNAIR THROW CAUTION TO THE WIND

WARNER, MCNAIR THROW CAUTION TO THE WIND

JUST OVER two minutes left in the Super Bowl. The score is tied. You are the quarterback. The ball is yours. What swirls inside your brain? Nerves? Hesitation? Does the inner voice say, "Be careful"? Does the inner voice say, "No mistakes"? Does the inner voice say, "The whole world is watching. Take it easy. Small steps"?Or does it say, "Aw, heck, go for the whole thing"?
PARENTS, CHILDLESS NEED NEW ATTITUDE

PARENTS, CHILDLESS NEED NEW ATTITUDE

Afriend of mine has no children. She hears about it all the time."Why not?" they ask."How could you not want them?""Is there something wrong between you and your husband?"Another friend has three children. She also hears about it all the time."Don't you want a career?" they ask."Are you really taking those kids into that restaurant?"Once upon a time, having children was a given. Those who didn't couldn't. They were to be pitied.

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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