Detroit Free Press

FOR THE NEXT 10 DAYS, THE RUBES MUST BE RUDE

FOR THE NEXT 10 DAYS, THE RUBES MUST BE RUDE

NEW YORK -- You say: "What a nice day."I say: "Drop dead."You say: "Can I help with your luggage?"I say: "Drop dead."You say tomato. I say stuff the tomato. I am rehearsing my lines. It is part of my plan. I am following the strategy 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. Tigers versus Yankees. I seek a New York state of mind."What a nice suit," you say."Drop dead," I say.
A.C. PROVIDES THE SPARK LIONS ARE SORELY MISSING

A.C. PROVIDES THE SPARK LIONS ARE SORELY MISSING

Go ahead. Make us sick, why don't you? It's bad enough to sit in a canvas bubble watching your team go plop. But here was Anthony Carter, back for his annual visit, streaking across the middle of the Silverdome as if everyone else were moving in slow motion, and here comes the ball, right on target, and, bingo, it's in his hands and he's off.Who needs it? It's hard enough to see the Lions week after week without getting chewed on by the rats of what might have been. But they were there Sunday, every time Carter caught the ball. And wouldn't you know it? He caught it a lot.
LIVE FROM NEW YORK, IT’S . . . AAAYYEEE!

LIVE FROM NEW YORK, IT’S . . . AAAYYEEE!

NEW YORK -- Live from New York, it's . . . The Mets? Live? What are they doing still alive? Didn't you go to sleep last night figuring this thing was over? Didn't you flick off the TV set around 10 o'clock, figuring "That's it. This is history. Red Sox win." Didn't you?Ho, ho, sleepy breath.Never trust New York on Saturday night. It is rich with surprise, with turnarounds, twists, muggings and this night, ironies. Oh, what ironies! Oh what a game!
EARLY TRAINING SHAPED COOPER’S ROLE WITH LA

EARLY TRAINING SHAPED COOPER’S ROLE WITH LA

BOSTON -- Don't high school coaches all preach the same things? Fundamentals. Teamwork. Defense first, offense second. And most kids, in keeping with tradition, pay no attention.Michael Cooper was one of the weird ones. Michael Cooper listened. When they told him "defense not offense" at Pasadena High School, he said "OK. Gotcha." He worked on steals, blocks. Scoring was beside the point.
WOLVERINES KILL 2D-ROUND JINX

WOLVERINES KILL 2D-ROUND JINX

SALT LAKE CITY -- The smiles said it all. Weary smiles, puffed by heavy breathing, hands on hips, sweat pouring down their cheeks. Glen Rice smiling, and Terry Mills, a little grin, and Gary Grant almost laughing, his tongue hanging out. This was fun. This was a blast. And this was with 15 minutes left in the game.Death of a jinx. All Michigan did Saturday was ram a roadblock head-on, barreling through the whispers that a Wolverine team can't make it past the second round of an NCAA tournament and coming out, well, shall we say, smiling?Take that.
PLUCKY SPARTANS FALL JUST ONE MIRACLE SHORT

PLUCKY SPARTANS FALL JUST ONE MIRACLE SHORT

EAST LANSING -- One more. Just one more. That was the heartbeat of every rain-soaked fan in this stadium Saturday, when the Michigan State offense hunkered down against Iowa within spitting distance of the goal line with 92 seconds left. "One more!" All afternoon, the rays of glory had been busting through the white mist sky, granting the Spartans yet another big play, yet another score, yet another blocked kick or timely penalty.
LOVE OF GOLF TAKES SCOTS FROM CRADLE TO GREEN

LOVE OF GOLF TAKES SCOTS FROM CRADLE TO GREEN

MUIRFIELD, Scotland -- "Maybe you can help me with directions," I said, unfolding a map as I stepped to the counter. "I'm trying to get to the golf, the British Open, and I can't seem to . . . "I looked up.I was talking to a 12-year-old."You . . . don't drive, I take it?""Afreeed noot," he said.I have this problem whenever I go to Scotland. Actually, I have three problems whenever I go to Scotland. I keep getting in the wrong side of the car. I keep driving on the wrong side of the road. And I can't understand a thing they say.

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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