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RIVALS BRING OUT BEST AND WORST

RIVALS BRING OUT BEST AND WORST

ATLANTA -- What does it mean to have a rival? That you hate him? That you envy her? That you study everything he does? That you look the other way and hope that she is studying you?The big pool at the Georgia Tech Aquatic Center was all about rivalries Thursday night, two in particular, one between two men, the other between two women. Within their emotions was the whole spectrum of human competition, splashing quickly into the water.
HATING NEW JERSEY ISN’T THAT MUCH FUN

HATING NEW JERSEY ISN’T THAT MUCH FUN

Philadelphia, we could hate. Philadelphia, we could make fun of. We could start with its soggy soft pretzels, move quickly to the "Rocky" movies, Legionnaires' disease -- then hit 'em with Mitch (Wild Thing) Williams, who served up the mushball that ended the World Series.Pow! Philly would have been easy. Had the Flyers made the Stanley Cup finals, the war between Detroit and Philadelphia would have been a beautiful thing, two great blue-collar sports towns hurling insults up and down the Pennsylvania Turnpike.
HITSVILLE’S REVENGE: BETTER SHOP AROUND

HITSVILLE’S REVENGE: BETTER SHOP AROUND

Itried to be nice.I tried to be mellow, calm and understanding. I tried to say, "It's only hockey, and hockey is sports, and sports is brotherhood, and brotherhood means peace and love for everyone, right?"I tried.But now I must come clean. I must tell you the reason the Phoenix Coyotes, who play the Red Wings tonight in their deadlocked playoff series, will have to be, and I don't want to overstate things here, destroyed.
BLADES HUFFS AND PUFFS AS LIONS BLOW AWAY BUCS

BLADES HUFFS AND PUFFS AS LIONS BLOW AWAY BUCS

TAMPA, Fla. -- Complimenting a team on beating Tampa Bay is like complimenting a surgeon for washing his hands. Still, bad things often happen when the Lions play the lowly Bucs. So fans should be thankful this morning. Truth is, Detroit knew things would be fine when, late in the first quarter, the Buccaneers (franchise motto: "Forget the game, get a tan") had one of those plays they now will try desperately to keep out of their football video.
IN TOURNEY, GRANGER COMES TO MSU’S RESCUE

IN TOURNEY, GRANGER COMES TO MSU’S RESCUE

EASTLANSING -- Even in paradise, the dark clouds managed to find A. J. Granger. He already had endured a long bout with mononucleosis that left him weak and depleted on the basketball court, haunted him his entire sophomore year.Then, after getting over that, his mother was in a car accident, breaking five ribs and her wrist.
A DIFFERENT TEAM PLAYED THE PALACE

A DIFFERENT TEAM PLAYED THE PALACE

AN OBVIOUS question: Who were these guys?These couldn't have been the same Pistons who crawled under the tires of the Atlanta Hawks the previous two playoff games. The crushed-by-Mt. Mutombo Pistons? The can't-break-70-point Pistons? Where'd they go? Who were these guys?Who was this Lindsey Hunter? Not the Lindsey Hunter from Games 1 and 2. That Lindsey Hunter couldn't buy a basket and couldn't finish a play. That Lindsey Hunter heard his father call him up after Game 2 and say, in so many words, "You were terrible." And that was his father!
NHL PLAYERS IN DREAMLAND, UNLIKE SPITEFUL NBA BRETHREN

NHL PLAYERS IN DREAMLAND, UNLIKE SPITEFUL NBA BRETHREN

NAGANO, Japan -- I have this nightmare every now and then. I close my eyes, and I am back in Barcelona, watching Charles Barkley tell a packed audience that the NBA had arrived, so the rest of the world "should just take their ass-whipping and go home."I wake up in a cold sweat.Like a switch thrown by Dr. Frankenstein, the original Dream Team spawned a monster too large to subdue. Letting multimillionaire basketball stars into the Olympics was like letting Imelda Marcos into the Athlete's Foot.
THE TRUTH BEHINDFAMOUS LOVE STORY

THE TRUTH BEHINDFAMOUS LOVE STORY

NEWS ITEM: After selling 10 million copies worldwide, "Bridges of Madison County" finally falls off the New York Times best-seller list, ending a near-record 162-week run.MADISON COUNTY, Iowa -- She looked at him long and hard, and he looked at her. From across the kitchen, they were locked into each other's souls, solidly, intimately. When she breathed, she could smell him, and her nostrils quivered with his manhood."I want to make love," she whispered.

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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