Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Raiderette lawsuits have legs and the NFL isn’t cheering

On the surface, several late-night talk show monologue zingers lie in wait about the Raiderette lawsuit against the Oakland Raiders and, more recently, the National Football League. Stuff like: If the Raidettes are complaining about how little they're making to give the product on the field the spirit finger, fans of the Silver and Black should demand at least...

Hey Soccer!

from: Andrew Pridgen to: Soccer date: Wed, May 21, 2014 at 10:41 AM subject: hey! hey hey, just a quick 'hello' and wow, know you're heading to Rio next week. RIO! I've always wanted to go there—especially (guilty pleasure alert!) since the Romeo and Juliet …the one with Leo and Claire Danes and Paul Rudd. Though nobody really remembers him in...

When sportsmen played sport and sportswriters wrote

One big drawback to writing a sports blog is that sports blogs exist. There used to be sports writers. That's right, actual writers who wrote about actual sports. Now there is neither. Jimmy Cannon, Red Smith, William Mack, Gary Smith, Frank Deford, Jim Murray, A.J. Liebling, Tom Wolfe, Hunter S. Thompson, Richard Ben Cramer, Bob Considine, W. C. Heinz — hell, Hemingway...

Why Steve Kerr (and everyone) is choosing San Francisco over New York

It happened slowly like all things happen slowly, then overnight. Did you see? Did you hear? Maybe both or neither or both at the same time, but it happened. Somehow, some way, San Francisco became the place. The (italics) place. Not just the place for hippies or panhandlers or homeless teens or righteous gays or wayward straights or young families...

Who will land The Shark?

Today, you’re Jeff Samardzija, the Chicago Cubs hurler and former Notre Dame wide receiver. For you ladies, that means a host of changes and probably a better haircut. For fellas, that means you got markedly uglier in the estimation of everyone who doesn’t live within 40 miles of Lake Michigan’s southern shoreline. You’re now a stellar athlete who’s become a fantastic...

This summer’s 4 must-see sports movies

Awwww yeah, here we go — it's summer sports movie time 2014 edition! (!!!) Summer sports movies usually happen starting right about now, in the summertime. They feature people you often recognize from TV but doing stuff you don't recognize like giving long speeches and trying not to smile. There's no smiling until the end of summer sports movies. Summer sports...

As Michael Sam’s place in history is assured, our handling of it is not so reassuring

A half-century from now when a period piece comes out chronicling life in the insular mid-teens by some third- or fourth-generation Coppola (working title: When Nobody Gave a Fuckica), an individual's sexuality as a touchstone will be lampooned front and center; a showcase of extravagance and a fixation on private lives as reflection of outdated cultural and social norms....

Sorry Mr. Jackson detractors, the NBA elite is for real

Newly minted former Golden State Warriors head coach Mark Jackson won't be unemployed long enough to get his EDD paperwork filed. This very morning he's likely noshing on a breakfast sandwich and waiting for a fax to take his talents to Staples or home again to MSG from Jerry Maguire's oceanfront condo in Newport Beach as Jonathan Lipnicki spits...

Jim Delany takes his pimp game to the Beltway

I understand that Big Ten hoops are a big business. The men’s iteration of the sport more or less carries a TV network on its own in addition to providing compelling, well-rated content for ESPN, CBS and anybody else who pays Conference Commissioner/mustaches-as-eyebrows enthusiast Jim Delany’s bulbous contract. It only makes sense that conference and TV executives are openly floating the...

The NFL is afraid to draft a genius

On Nov. 9, 2013 Johnny Manziel, a boy-man just beyond the verge of stardom yet still reluctant enough to linger at the threshold of his own adolescence, threw his final touchdown pass at home wearing the maroon and white of a Texas A&M Aggie. The pass was hucked off his back foot and on the run. The ball discharged...