Splinters From the Bench

  • Writer Jarrett Bell's account for USA Today of Baltimore's Ray Lewis winning the Super Bowl's MVP Award was an unintended confessional. Bell seemed to take only thinly disguised glee in reporting the news about Lewis, most famous recently for his alleged involvement in the murders of two men outside an Atlanta nightclub. "Deal with it, America." Bell began his article, "Ray Lewis is your Super Bowl MVP." Lewis himself was rather unapologetic about the matter, but it is a bit startling to see a journalist seeming so eager to rub the readers' faces in it. Part of the brave new world of journalism, I imagine.
Catching The Drift At The Star
  • This morning's Indianapolis Star--A Gannett newspaper--announced the resignation of Dr. Bill Benner, legendary sports columnist and AntiChrist to IU's Grape Kool-Aid Crowd. Bill is accepting a post as vice-president of the Indiana Sports Corporation, a local organization which solicits, promotes, and organizes major sporting events for the city. Bill's last column will be February 18. Callers to radio talk shows last evening were already joking that Coach had got The Benster fired. Rumors were floating, too, that the new regime at the Star was anxious to clean out the old crowd, particularly the high-priced veterans, to help shape up the bottom line. This appears to actually be a resignation, but one of those where Bill "caught the drift," as they say, and saved them the trouble of a firing. Both sides are doubtless happier. Insiders report morale has been drooping since Gannett's takeover of the paper and its inevitable inauguration of a New Era. I imagine Bill will be on the Internet soon to send a cryptic message to some former Hoosiers List colleagues, bitter words to the effect that he hopes they're happy now, now that Coach has extracted His Vengeance, or perhaps just a simple, "Having gotten Coach fired, my work (he may even refer to it as his life's mission) here at the Star is done now." This one bears close watching. (February 7, 2001)
  • Big chuckle out of major league baseball. The pooh-bahs have announced they're going to start using the real strike zone this year. You know, the one that's been in the rule books for a hundred years or so but ignored beyond living memory. Sportswriters are really concerned about how the big leaguers will ever adjust to a strike that's above the waist. I can see Karl Malden leaning in close, like he used to do in that American Express commercial, his spongy, bulbous nose about three inches from my face, wearing his snap-brim hat, wagging a finger, saying, "What willll you do? What willllll you do?"
Somebody Tell Sandra It's Already Too Late
  • USA Today reports in its April 26 edition that U.S. Olympic officials have plans to instruct athletes on how to act at Salt Lake City's 2002 Winter Games. "It's important," said Sandra Baldwin, president of the U.S. Olympic Committee, ". . .that they not desecrate that very special moment."
  • "The doctor said it was gastromunical (sic). I'm not alive right now" --Female tennis pro Serena Williams, quoted by columnist Melissa Isaacson in the July 4 Chicago Tribune, attributing her lethargic play in a Wimbledon quarterfinals loss to Jennifer Capriati to intestinal distress. (July 4, 2001)
  • Legendary former major league baseball pitcher Bo Belinsky died November 30 at his home. He pitched in the 1960s for five teams. His notoriety far exceeded his talent. His career won-lost record was 28-51 (though he did throw a no-hitter as a rookie in 1962) and he had a 4.10 ERA in eight seasons. More importantly, though, he dated such lovelies as Mamie Van-Doren, Ann-Margret, Tina Louise, Juliet Prowse, and Connie Stevens.
Add Union City On The Target Log
  • The father of a Union City, California, sophomore has filed a $1.5 million damage suit against his son's high school and basketball coach because the son was cut from basketball team tryouts. The father claims damages for the family's having to rearrange its schedule to accommodate the lad's basketball practices, and claims lost future wages from his son's now-aborted professional basketball career. Since they're already out and on the loading docks, I suggest a visit to the family by an American bomber bearing one Daisy Cutter. One way to clean up the neighborhood. (December 12, 2001)
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