Detroit Free Press

Tweeeeeeeet!All right, everybody -- out of the pool!I'm talking about the naysayers, groan-masters, worrywarts and ...

And now, because football is over and baseball can't get started, we bring you Deion Sanders, a man who clearly ...

When I want answers, I go to the experts. My car breaks down, I find the best mechanic. Tax returns? I choose the ...

This morning, I will write about welfare. Which means most of the people affected by today's column will not be ...

* I'll say this about Kato Kaelin. He's sure the guy I'd want watching my house.* I mean, has the witness stand become America's answer to Open Mike Night? Consider the O.J. cast: a cop who's an alcoholic, a sister who's an alcoholic, an ex-Marine who says he did -- no, wait, he didn't -- talk to F. Lee Bailey, Rosa Lopez, who can't decide if she's walking the dog or flying to Central America, Faye Resnick, who's either a dear friend or a junkie, and, of course, the Kato-Man, who's a few strokes short of par himself.

If someone created all the bad news in the world, then he would be responsible for it.But if the bad news were already there, and that someone just told you about it, would he be the problem -- or a depressing reminder?That's the stand-off we have this morning, the day Reggie Lewis's number will be raised to the rafters of Boston Garden. A cloud of doubt will ride up that rope, alongside the green and white banner. And in a country never satisfied until we blame somebody, the fingers are pointing -- but in the wrong direction.

Yo, Mike Tyson. Hold up. Don't sign anything. I got your first fight right here.What do you mean "where?" I just ...

INDIANAPOLIS -- It wasn't the way he chewed gum as he jogged out of the tunnel, nor the ease with which he carried the ball in his first lay-up drill, one-handed, effortless, as if putting a glass on a shelf. No. What convinced you the guy was back for real were those familiar beads of sweat glistening on his smoothly shaved head, exerting himself again, in basketball, after nearly two years away. His number was already retired and a statue erected in his honor. Now he stripped off his warm-ups to the familiar red-and-black uniform. The crowd exploded.