Hang on. Let me get this straight. An NFL player, late in the game -- and it's a close game, and it's "Monday Night Football" -- asks the trainer for a pen, stuffs it in his sock, goes out and catches a touchdown pass, then pulls the pen out of his sock and signs the football for a man in the stands who happens to be his financial adviser. And I'm the one who doesn't get it?Sorry. I don't think so. You can call me square, flat, unhip, old-fashioned, old-school, no cool or dull. When writing utensils become part of your football gear, things have gone too far.
How could someone do that?" a friend of mine asked. "How does someone get so sick?"He was talking about the sniper who has been systematically killing innocent people in Maryland and Virginia, stalking them in their everyday acts, then shooting them as they put gas in their car or mow their lawns."He's jut picking them off, like target practice," my friend said. "He kills one, then he goes and kills another! What could possibly make a person that twisted?"
Here's one big reason the Tigers made a smart move in hiring Alan Trammell: We like him. All of us media types, print, TV, radio. And if we like him, he'll get the benefit of the doubt, and the team will get better press, and the hammer might come down on this hapless franchise in August instead of April. Hey. When you're flailing as badly as the Tigers, that's smart business.
Why is the average American confused about Iraq? Let me count the ways:One side says Saddam Hussein is a madman aiming for our destruction.The other side says he is a fourth-rate dictator who can barely threaten his neighbors.One side says in three months Hussein could have a nuclear bomb ready to use against us.The other side says Hussein is five to 10 years away -- and only if he gets help.One side says Saddam and Al Qaeda are buddy-buddy terrorists, united by a thirst for American blood.
Imust have missed the memo. Apparently the Lions' season began Sunday and those first three losses were part of the exhibition schedule. Ach! If only they had told us! Think of all the nasty adjectives we'd have saved!Finally, Sunday, against the previously unbeaten Saints, we saw the Detroit team they wrote about in the brochures. The defensive front was supposed to be the strength? It was. The new receivers were supposed to be playmakers? They were. Joey Harrington was supposed to be all that? He was. All that.
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.
