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AN AMERICAN IN SCOTLAND:IN SEARCH OF ST. NICKLAUS

AN AMERICAN IN SCOTLAND:IN SEARCH OF ST. NICKLAUS

TURNBERRY, Scotland -- Yes, I admit it. The very first thing I did, after driving two hours to this craggy coastal golf course, past the cliffs and the firth and the moist green countryside, and the cows and the sheep and the Scottish man in the plaid skirt -- not that I think skirts are bad for men, necessarily, but why plaid? -- the very first thing I did was get onto the fairways of this 115th British Open and see if I could find Jack Nicklaus.I know, I know.
A RUDE GREETING FOR MORRIS

A RUDE GREETING FOR MORRIS

MINNEAPOLIS -- He stood alone on the mound, glaring at the hitters, the roar of 55,245 frenzied fans ringing in his ears. Up came his leg, back went his arm, with a whiplash twist the ball was coming home. . . . Coming home. That was the theme, wasn't it? Jack Morris was coming home. He grew up here. Across the river. He was pitching Thursday night at the Metrodome before his parents, uncles, aunts, cousins. . . . "BIG DEAL!" the sellout crowd seemed to roar. Tonight he was the enemy. Tar him.
‘THE TAKING OF GIBSON’: THE DAY FREE AGENCY DIED

‘THE TAKING OF GIBSON’: THE DAY FREE AGENCY DIED

We could make it a movie. It might work. Call it "The Natural II: The Kirk Gibson Story." Redford plays the lead. Or maybe Don Johnson -- he's already got the whiskers. We open with flashbacks. Gibson as a child. Hitting a Wiffle ball. Breaking a window. Kissing a pretty girl. Gibson at college. Smacking home runs. Running with a football. Kissing a pretty girl. Gibson as a Detroit Tiger. Swinging a mean bat. Stealing bases. Leading the club to the 1984 World Series, where -- we need slow motion for this -- he hits a dramatic home run in the final game and leaps for joy. Music swells.
HEARTS, PLANS ARE BROKEN WHILE BECKER GOES KAPUT

HEARTS, PLANS ARE BROKEN WHILE BECKER GOES KAPUT

NEW YORK -- There's a broken heart for every light on Broadway, and this morning there are a few million more.Bye-bye, Boris Becker.See ya next year, when you're old enough to drink.Yes, meine kinder, it's sad but true -- Boom Boom went bust bust, as Boom Booms will do.It happened here at the U.S. Open, just one round before the West German's much-anticipated showdown with John McEnroe -- the No. 1 player in the world -- which CBS had planned to televise Wednesday night in glorious prime time.
RAIN DELAY GIVES GHOSTS ONE LAST CHANCE TO DANCE

RAIN DELAY GIVES GHOSTS ONE LAST CHANCE TO DANCE

NEW YORK -- There is, as I write this, the sound of rain drumming the pavement of Seventh Avenue. Taxicab headlights move quietly through the city night. The hotel room window is open, late October is blowing in, and I know this. They are out there somewhere, the baseball ghosts, dancing in the water.
WHAT EDBERG NEEDS: 5-MINUTE MAKE-OVER

WHAT EDBERG NEEDS: 5-MINUTE MAKE-OVER

WIMBLEDON, England -- Give me five minutes, that's all I ask. Five minutes alone with Stefan Edberg, in a quiet room, with the door locked. The man has a problem. The man needs an image overhaul. You can't go through life handsome, rich and boring. Steve Garvey already did 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.

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