The Tiger in Rory, those Fab Frosh, Billary in 2016? ....
Jenrry Mejia says he doesn’t know how the drugs got into his system and, well, stop me if you’ve heard that one before.
If Jordan Spieth wins the Masters today, he’ll really have won it from that up-and-down he made on No. 18. In case you had forgotten that Phil
Mickelson is the king of fun in golf the way the real King, Arnold Palmer once was, I submit the theme-park 67 he threw at Augusta National on Saturday. Here is something else that never changes in golf: The last day of the Masters feels like the Super Sunday of golf. We know all about the freshmen
John Calipari has brought to Final Fours, and the Fab Five at Michigan are part of the lore of college basketball, even though Chris Webber and
Jalen Rose and them never won it all. But there has never been a better group of freshmen — never — competing for a title than Coach K’s kids did last Monday night.
Jahlil Okafor is going to be one of the first five players taken in the upcoming NBA draft and so is Justise
Winslow and you know Tyus Jones ’ stock didn’t exactly go down when he scored the most second-half points any freshman has scored in the big game in 25 years.
And there was Grayson Allen of Jacksonville, a wildly talented and exciting 6-4 guard coming off the bench to change the whole night when Duke was down nine points and fading. By the way?
Bo Ryan shouldn’t have said anything about the refs when the game was over, because the best team won.
But it was probably just one of those crazy coincidences you get in life sometimes that his team went from committing two fouls in the first half to 13 in the second.
In case you haven’t been following the NBA season, just because we didn’t have one of those at Madison Square Garden, here comes Coach
Pop and here come the San Antonio Spurs.
Now that the boneheaded governor of Indiana, Pence , has come to his senses, they can have the Final Four in Indianapolis every year, and that would be just fine with the Lupica boys and me. That army of lawyers who repl resented Alex Rodriguez in his arbitration hearing — is he still calling them his Dream Team? Or does he have other nicknames? Since John Henry and Tom Werner and Larry Lucchino got the Red Sox in 2002, their team has won three World Series and the Yankees have been to two and won one.
So you have to say that empire-wise, things have changed an awful lot in the past 13 years in baseball.
One of the great television series, “Justified,” comes to an end this Tuesday night.
The show has not just honored the character of Raylan Givens , the best character the great Elmore Leonard ever imagined.
It has honored my friend Mr. Leonard, his genius for storytelling and, most of all, his sound. I saw a headline about how Bill
Clinton plans to be a “backstage” advisor to his wife Hillary as she runs again for President and immediately wondered when Bubba has ever been backstage on anything. It’s like Bette Midler used to say: “I call them my backup girls because I’m always telling them, ‘Back up, girls.’”
It’s sort of reaching the point where you wouldn’t ask the Secret Service to work security at a mall, right?
If Madonna tried any harder these days, she’d start to sweat like a basketball player at the free-throw line.
There is a coming storm in baseball, coming faster than you think, about the sanctity of these guaranteed contracts, which means guaranteed no matter what.
I love it, by the way, when an owner like Arte Moreno of the Angels suggests there is language in Josh Hamilton’ s contract that prohibited Hamilton from drinking and using drugs.
Sure there was.
The Players Association signs off on contracts like that all the time, ones that strictly prohibit alcoholics and addicts from being alcoholics and addicts.
My favorite part of the Masters broadcasts — well, one of many — is that they have to call spectators “patrons.”
It’s like at postgame press conferences during the NCAA basketball tournament when we get to ask questions to “student-athletes” who are passing through college like it’s the drive-thru at Wendy’s.
I wasn’t aware until this week that even though Tiger isn’t the Player of the Year anymore … he’s now Father of the Year!
There is nothing better in this world than watching Republican candidates for President act like trained seals at the NRA convention.
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