Detroit Free Press

MIKEY, STOP KIDDING YOURSELF:YOU AND THE LAKERS LOOK OLD

MIKEY, STOP KIDDING YOURSELF:YOU AND THE LAKERS LOOK OLD

Listen, Los Angeles. Hello? Excuse me? Los Ang----QUIET ON THE SET!I figured that would get your attention. Sorry to disturb the morning cappuccino, kids. But I have come from the Motor City to pass on a message that dates back to the Bible (you remember the Bible, don't you? Charlton Heston? Lots of sand?). When God made heaven and earth, He looked it over, leaned back, and said: "Nice job, Big Fella." And he left it alone.Get the message?Not everything has to be done twice.
THESE TEENAGERS TUNED IN TO A MUCH DIFFERENT WORLD

THESE TEENAGERS TUNED IN TO A MUCH DIFFERENT WORLD

WIMBLEDON, England -- In another world, they might be late for gym class, ditching the cigarets as they sneaked inside."SABATINI?" the teacher would yell."Here!""GRAF?""Here!"In another world they might streak their hair and wear Reebok sneakers that nobody paid them to endorse. They might jump in the car and crank up the radio, and Sabatini, 17, would beg Graf, 18, to let her drive."Don't tell my dad," Graf would say."No way," Sabatini would answer.
ROGERS WAS TALKED INTO LETTING CHUCK GO LONG

ROGERS WAS TALKED INTO LETTING CHUCK GO LONG

TAMPA, Fla. -- Chuck looked at Darryl. Darryl looked at Chuck.Joe looked at Darryl.And Darryl looked at Joe.Then Joe and Darryl both looked at Chuck, who was still looking at Darryl, I think.You getting all this?"Oh, all right, get on in there," Darryl said.Ta da.The Long era begins.Let the history books show that with 2:06 left in a meaningless, late-season game in Florida, Detroit's quarterback of the future saw his first NFL action. And here it was.He called the play, stepped to the line . . .And handed off.
ENEMY NEW YORKERS SHOULD DECEASE TO EXIST

ENEMY NEW YORKERS SHOULD DECEASE TO EXIST

NEW YORK -- You say: "What a nice day."I say: "Drop dead."You say: "Can I help with your luggage?"I say: "Drop dead."I am practicing. I am rehearsing my lines. I am following the advice of every general from Napoleon to MacArthur. Know your enemy. Think like your enemy. My enemy is the New Yorker. From now until a week from Sunday. Ten days. Seven baseball games. I am practicing."Call if I can be of service," you say.I say: "Drop dead."

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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