OH, SURE, that might have been fun. Different girlfriend every week? Being a "player" on the party scene?Might have been fun. Just wasn't him. Not A. J. Granger. When he arrived as a freshman at Michigan State, he already had a high school sweetheart. And after he graduates in a couple of months, he's going to marry her. Same girl."The other guys on the team can't believe it," he admits. "They keep saying to me, now you got four months left as a single man, now you got three months left . . ."
ISEE BIG things. I see alley-oops and thunder jams. I see blocks that swoop like the hand of God. I see liftoff from the foul line, astronaut hang time, two-fisted dunks that leave the rim in need of medical attention. I see tip-ins, put-backs, "gimme-that-ball" rebounds, so high he could spray paint his name on the backboard.I see a future of big nights, big numbers.I see Jason Richardson.And he is sitting on the bench.
She was not my grandma. We both knew that. My grandparents had been wonderful. They died years ago.This grandma I met only recently. Met her in a nursing home. Visited her in hospitals. She was 79 and I never saw her healthy. Come to think of it, I never saw her standing up. I saw her on gurneys. In beds. Once I saw her sitting in a wheelchair, doing rehab with a therapist -- she had to pull little plastic tabs out of a wad of goopy clay, and she rolled her eyes as if to say: "Can you believe this? A woman my age? Playing with goop?"
IT WAS LIKE going to divorce court, with the judge deciding, in the end, that it was a no-fault marriage. These things happen, he seemed to say. One side wants out. The other side wants things the way they were. Make the math work. Get on with life.So it was that Barry Sanders' career with the Detroit Lions came to a bland, unsatisfying, but apparently legal end. According to the arbitrator, Sanders, who quit the team two years into his six-year contract, has to eventually give back his $5.5 million signing bonus money, but not all at once, as the Lions had wanted.
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.
