Idon't want to burst any bubbles here, but if Barry Sanders' father has to make an appointment to talk to his son, just how influential can he be?I mean, imagine the big "showdown" this weekend.DAD: Barry, I'm here. Let's talk.BARRY: And your name is ...?Believe me, all this entire sad affair proves, once again, is when they say it's not about the money, it's about the money.
LIKE I'VE BEEN saying for years, once the Lions dump that Sanders guy, they can win a few football games.Well. You got a better explanation? This is no longer the team you knew and loathed, Lions fans. That was clear at the start of the fourth quarter Sunday, in Game 2 of The Year of Living Barrylessly. The Lions (now known as "The Silver and Who?") lined up for a punt near their end zone. Everything went fine until the snapper actually snapped the ball, which subsequently flew over John Jett's head and landed somewhere in downtown Pontiac.
AWORD here to Barry Sanders, and I choose it carefully, thoughtfully and after much consideration:SPEAK!Enough already with the silence thing. Barry is pushing goodwill to the edge of the cliff. He is making fools out of people who defend him. And his trademark love of quiet is starting to look more and more like a negotiating ploy.
SEATTLE -- They lost their first superstar over the summer, when he retired without a phone call. They lost their second superstar minutes into Sunday's season opener when a lineman came flying into his knee. Down he went. Off he went. Carted away. Future uncertain. Herman Moore gone. Barry Sanders gone.And that, ladies and gentlemen, is all the superstars the Lions had."For a split second there," offensive tackle Ray Roberts would later say, "I thought I heard all the TV sets in Detroit click off at once."
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.
