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THE YEAR OF LIVING FAMOUSLYTHE FIELDER PHENOMENON BELIES A T-SHIRT KIND OF GUY

September 25, 1990 | Detroit Free Press

Cecil Fielder answers the door in his boxer shorts, white T- shirt and black socks. And it's not just because we ...

FEET TELL THE UGLY TALE OF LIONS’ LATEST DEFEAT

September 24, 1990 | Detroit Free Press

TAMPA, Fla. -- Let's talk about feet. Rodney's feet. Barry's feet. Eddie's feet. They seemed to be a theme in the ...

IF YOU’RE TALKING TV, YOU’RE TALKING DIRTY

September 23, 1990 | Detroit Free Press

I don't know about you -- and why should I? -- but I expect great things from the new television season, now that ...

Is Anyone Paying Attention?

September 22, 1990 | Detroit Free Press

We are one-eighth of the way through the NFL season. Therefore it is time for a mini-quiz to see how many of you are really watching, and how many of you are just playing Pigskin Payoff. Ready?1. Which of the following players is still holding out?A. Keith Jackson.B. Janet Jackson.C. Eric Dickerson, sort of.2. Who is the starting quarterback for the Green Bay Packers?A. Anthony Dilweg.B. Anthony Michael Hall.C. Anthony Who?3. How much better are the 49ers than everybody else?A. A whole lot better.

OLD AGE WILL COME, BUT NOT ALWAYS TO CONQUER

September 19, 1990 | Detroit Free Press

I will never grow old. That's what I told myself. That's what we all tell ourselves when we are young and limber ...

Can Anybody Figure Lions’ Quarterbacks?

September 17, 1990 | Detroit Free Press

First of all, before anyone accuses me of being a party pooper, I want to congratulate the Lions for beating the Atlanta Falcons and proving to the world Sunday that just because you like to beat the crap out of people doesn't mean you always win. I should add that I was in the elevator after the game when one of Atlanta's assistant coaches, Jimmy Carr, started yelling at the Lions' assistant coaches and then some fan gave him lip and by the time we reached the bottom floor this guy Carr was waving his fists and croaking,

Walewander Still The Real Thing

September 16, 1990 | Detroit Free Press

Have you ever known someone and not seen him for a while and then suddenly he pops up and you say, "Whoa! What happened to him?"I had that reaction the other night. Tiger Stadium. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a New York Yankee taking batting practice. He was small for an athlete and he looked kind of familiar, sort of boyish looking, with close-cropped blond hair and pale skin and a sort of vacant expression, like a surfer waiting for a good wave. He was . . .He was . . .Omigosh. He was Jim Walewander.