Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Off the Grid

I've been doing my best Alex Supertramp impersonation, totally out of touch.  

With the NFL playoffs about to get under way, though, we're almost out of what I like to call the slow season, between the World Series and the start of conference play in NCAA basketball. 

Things are about to get interesting.

I have some good things planned for the blog, which is still, like its author, trying to figure out what it wants to be.

More to come in the new year. Thanks for reading the past couple of months. 

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Line of the Night

36 points. 4 rebounds. 3 assists. 2 steals. Kobe Bryant.

Monday, December 22, 2008

"Every Time a Bell Rings...."

Faithful WGASIG readers have probably figured out I’m not the biggest—or the most knowledgeable—football fan in the world. That's fine. I have other things on my mind and, like Eric Mangini, the game of football is just a little bit over my head. Still, I would be remiss if I didn’t at least call your attention to New England Patriots receiver Wes Welker’s most recent touchdown celebration.

After his second quarter touchdown yesterday, Welker, who finished the game with seven catches for 68 yards, dropped to the ground and, appropriately enough, made a snow angel, just beyond the snow-covered end line.




I'm sure this kind of celebration's been done before, so Welker loses some points for unoriginality. However, he more than makes up for it with his commitment and attention to form; an eight-year-old girl couldn't have done it better herself.

Line of the Night

345 yards. 20 completions. 19 rushing yards. 3 touchdowns. 0 interceptions. Matt Cassel.

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Line of the Night

50 points. 5 assists. 2 rebounds. 1 block. Jamal Crawford. 

Saturday, December 20, 2008

"What Happened to Yesterday?"

Dock Ellis, a former pitcher for the Pittsburgh Pirates and New York Yankees, died yesterday in Los Angeles. Although Ellis won 138 games in his career, including 19 in 1971 for the World Champion Pirates, he is best known for throwing a no-hitter for Pittsburgh a year earlier, in 1970. While on LSD. 

In San Diego to play the Padres, Ellis, who grew up in Los Angeles, left for home two days before his next scheduled start,  June 12. He took some LSD, caught up with some friends, woke up on what he thought was the next morning and took more LSD before his friend's girlfriend told him he had to pitch later that afternoon in San Diego. 

Ellis's classic response? "What happened to yesterday?"

He raced down to San Diego, just in time for the first game of a double-header. Pumped full of amphetamines to help off-set the LSD, Ellis walked eight, hit Padres outfielder Ivan Murrell three times, loaded the bases twice and struck out six, even though, by his own admission, he couldn't make out the batters, only which side of the plate they were standing on. 

Here's Ellis, in his own words:   

"I can only remember bits and pieces.... I was psyched. I had a feeling of euphoria. I was zeroed in on the glove, but I didn't hit the glove too much. I remember hitting a couple of batters and the bases were loaded two or three times. The ball was small sometimes, the ball was large sometimes, sometimes I saw the catcher, sometimes I didn't. Sometimes I tried to stare the hitter down and throw while I was looking at him. I chewed my gum until it turned to powder. They say I had about three to four fielding chances. I remember diving out of the way of a ball I thought was a line drive. I jumped, but the ball wasn't hit hard and never reached me."
And here's a clip of Ellis recounting the whole experience. It's worth watching, if only to soak in Ellis's complete nonchalance about his moment in the technicolored sun and cellophane flowers of yellow and green. 


Line of the Night

41 points. 13 assists. 3 rebounds. 3 steals. Devin Harris. 

Friday, December 19, 2008

Everything Is Illuminated


Via RAB, a shot of the Bronx Boondoggle

Even though I still don’t think the Yankees need a new stadium, I have to admit: it does look pretty good, particularly with CC and A.J. in it

I’m always amazed about how quickly I get behind the Yankees’ personnel decisions, at least after they're consecrated. I wasn’t particularly crazy about signing CC or A.J., but both are Yankees now. I’m looking forward to them anchoring a rotation that includes Chien-Ming Wang, Joba Chamberlain and, most likely, Andy Pettitte, with Phil Hughes, Ian Kennedy and Al Aceves waiting in the wings.

Even today, with rumors of Manny’s homecoming still swirling around 161 st Street, I’m less than thrilled about the possibility of watching a very special Bronx episode of “Manny Being Manny.”

If he signs before Christmas, though, you know I’ll honestly consider buying his No. 24 Yankees jersey.

And Yankees fans aren’t the only one guilty of such hypocrisy. Don’t think for a second half of Boston isn’t ready to tell Mark Teixeira to get bent. Until, of course, they sign him this weekend.

We all just root for the laundry now. 

Line of the Night

52 points. 6 assists. 5 rebounds. 1 block. Brandon Roy. 

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Context Is Everything

Howard Beck gets it:
This Knicks season is about rebuilding both the roster and their self-image, so their performance is sometimes as important as the final score. They are earning the league’s respect quarter by quarter, earning praise from Bryant and Lakers Coach Phil Jackson, among others.
Not only is this current incarnation of the Knicks fun to watch, the players are seemingly committed to D'Antoni and his system, which makes their back-to-back losses to the Suns and Lakers easier to take than they would have last year, under Isiah. 

Hell, as Beck rightly calls it, the recent losses are downright encouraging

I think I speak for all Knicks fans in saying anything even close to a .500 record this season would be an unimaginable success.  

Line of the Night

41 points. 11 rebounds. 6 assists. 2 blocks. 1 steal. Danny Granger. 

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Odds & Sods

If you thought Team Aniston/Team Jolie spat was nasty, just wait for this summer’s Team Boozer/Team Millsap imbroglio. Meanwhile, Stephon Marbury’s turn in the Los Angeles spotlight was so self-aggrandizing he made Jack Nicholson look like Daniel Day-Lewis.

Manny is most likely Bronx-bound, but Rocco Baldelli, the pride of Woonsocket, Rhode Island, might be returning to form.

Sports Biz takes a look at the guys behind RealGm.com, while With Leather re-introduces the Internet to Club Trillion.

Line of the Night

20 points. 14 rebounds. 10 assists. 3 blocks. 1 steal. Tracy McGrady. 

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Fresh Meat

Sports Illustrated writer Kevin Armstrong takes a look at the best (so far) of this year’s NCAA basketball recruiting class. Per usual, Roy Williams is off to a good start. As is Jay Wright and Rick Barnes. I’ve come to expect such things from the likes of UNC, Villanova and Texas.

More surprising, though, is the early success of Indiana University's Tom Crean, who resurrected the Hoosiers' moribund program last April in the wake of the Kelvin Sampson debacle. Crean is off to a great start, landing six solid recruits, including Birmingham Shades Valley standout Christian Watford, according to Armstrong.

Here’s the SI scribe’s take:

The program's anchor is still securely lodged in the Midwest, but that didn't stop reconstructionist Tom Crean from reaching out to the south for Watford -- a 6-8, 215-pound swingman from Birmingham, Ala. A slasher with body control he should be Crean's cornerstone in trying times and play well off [fellow recruits Maurice] Creek and [Bawa] Muniru.

Good for Crean. He built a tremendous program at Marquette and, by all accounts, has an unrivaled eye for talent (See: Wade, Dwyane). This, in addition to a killer living room speech, should put Indiana back near the top of college basketball in no time.

Also of note, Memphis’ John Calipari landed Xavier Henry, the younger brother of C.J. Henry, who the Yankees drafted out of high school in 2005, before trading him a year later to the Phillies as part of the deal that brought Bobby Abreu and Cory Lidle to the Bronx. Although Henry recently resigned with the Yankees after the Phillies released him, he’s currently riding Calipari’s bench in downtown Memphis. It remains to be seen whether C.J. plans on returning to the diamond any time soon, or if he'd rather stick around to play ball with his younger brother. Either way, the Tigers already look pretty stacked for next season.

Line of the Night

25 points. 9 rebounds. 8 assists. 3 steals. Rajon Rondo. 

Monday, December 15, 2008

“Clear Eyes, Full Hearts, Can’t Lose!”

I spent most of Sunday afternoon watching episodes of “Friday Night Lights,” so forgive me if I put too much stock in a single victory for Craig Robinson’s Oregon State Beavers. His team is still an underwhelming 2-5, but Saturday’s one-point win over a solid Nebraska squad does seem an awful lot like a turning point in the young season.

Here’s Robinson take, at least:

“Not only did they close out, but they had to close out with sheer toughness. That was the beauty of this game. Talking about all the different things you have to do that allow you to be a winner; and for us, toughness is just as important as rebounds, turnovers and foul shots. It was really a treat to see these guys pull out a tough game like that against a very good team with a very good record.”

Sophomore guard Calvin Haynes, who scored 14 points in his first game of the season after finally getting his grades up to snuff, underlined Coach Robinson's points:
 
"I feel like we are finally buying into what coach is saying. We’ve got to win close games like tonight, and it’s going to be like this the rest of the year.”

Saturday night’s home win was the Beavers’ first in almost a year. Pretty good timing, too. The team plays seven of their next 10 games in Corvalis, including two likely gimmes against Seattle Pacific and Seattle, and a rematch against Howard, before opening up conference play in the new year against UCLA and USC.

Now, I’m not about to proclaim OSU as favorites to win the Pac-10, even if the conference is reportedly wide open. Still, the team’s latest win is a step in the right direction and a bit closer to what OSU’s Athletic Director Bob De Carolis had in mind when he handed the program over to Coach Robinson last April.

Line of the Night

207 yards. 11 receptions. 1 touchdown. Andre Johnson. 

Saturday, December 13, 2008

Line of the Night

28 points. 7 rebounds. 7 assists. 3 blocks. 1 steal. 0 turnovers. LeBron James. 

Friday, December 12, 2008

But Can He Post Up Jim Davis?

I've always been interested in the obscure talents of famous people. Like Ted Williams' proficiency for fly-fishing. Or shooting down Koreans. There's just something kind of reassuring about knowing, for instance, that Oscar Wilde was also a pretty good boxer or that millionaires Warren Buffet and Bill Gates are also world-class bridge players.

I'm not sure this qualifies on either front, but I stumbled across this oddly hypnotic video of Robert Mankoff, the cartoon editor of the New Yorker, on the magazine's blog, "The Cartoon Lounge," showing off his basketball skills.



For those of you unfamiliar with Mankoff, he’s in charge of pulling together each week the best collection of cartoons on the planet. He also occasionally contributes his own work, one of which featured this memorable line about the Mick:

"I'm probably in the minority, but I would've loved to see Mantle on steroids."

Although Mankoff’s shooting isn't anywhere in the same vicinity of the Splendid Splinters' otherworldly gifts, the cartoonist is pretty good at hitting the open J, from the same spot, unguarded, over and over again.

Now, don't get me wrong: Mankoff's no Stephen Curry. His form is a bit stiff, to say the least, and I doubt he'd have much luck getting his shot off against a defender, even in an one-on-one against the paunchy dude who appears toward the end of the clip. Still, 9 for 9 is a good night, in any league.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Line of the Night

45 points. 11 rebounds. 4 steals. 3 assists. Carmelo Anthony. 

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Like Boxing a Bear


Last night, I hosted the FreeDarko Macrophenomenal listening party at the Sugar Lounge, in Red Hook, Brooklyn. By all accounts, the event, which consisted of me, Nathaniel, Jesse and Jacob, talking over the Knicks-Bulls game, went off without a hitch. 

Jesse (Silverbird5000) shared an epic story about how Charles Smith’s failure against the Bulls revealed to him everything he needed to know about his Jewish faith. Nathaniel (Bethlehem Shoals) waxed poetically about Mike D’Antoni’s hucksterism, and Jacob (Big Baby Belafonte), the collective's aesthetic eye, weighed in on the Association’s lack-luster marketing campaign.

I managed to get in a few zingers, too, and escaped, like the gentleman in the photo above, relatively unscathed.

Thanks to everybody who stopped by. A big round of applause for Freddy and Kerry who let us make a mess of the place. Also to Pete, the owner of the neighboring FreeBird Books and co-sponsor of the event. I really appreciate it. Red Hook really is lovely this time of year. 

Line of the Night

32 points. 14 rebounds. 4 assists. 2 steals. 1 block. Tim Duncan. 

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Ta-Nehisi and the Mad Dog?

A few weeks ago, Andrew Sullivan, in a Dish post about the NRA, threw out a pretty funny line about Plaxico Burress, which kind of blew my mind. Sullivan is literally the last Atlantic voice I'd expect to write about, even tangentially, contemporary American sports. Dead last. Even behind Barbara Wallraff

In fact, outside of an occasional Ta-Nehisi Coates post, The Atlantic, in my experiencerarely even bumps up against professional sports.

Imagine my surprise then, when I read not one but two interesting sports-related pieces in the December issue of the magazine. The first, in their revamped "Dispatches" section, is about the political significance of patriotic Czech--and former New York Ranger-- Jaromir Jagr lighting the lamp in Siberia. This is at least somewhat in keeping with the Atlantic's provenance. 

The second? Not so much. The feature, written by David Samuels, is a terrifying look at Quentin "Rampage" Jackson, the defending light-heavyweight champion of the Ultimate Fighting Championship, as Rampage prepared for his July title defense against Forrest Griffin. It's full of interesting tidbits. Did you know, for instance, that Rampage was knocked out twice by Wanderlei "The Axe Murderer" Silva? I, for one, did not.

I wonder if this new attention to the world of sports is just a one-time deal, or if the 150-year-old magazine is going to stick with it, as part of their rebranding.

Perhaps a call-in radio show is currently in the works.

Line of the Night

23 points. 22 rebounds. 6 blocks. 4 assists. 1 steal. Dwight Howard. 

Monday, December 8, 2008

Sam I Am

Pending verification of his eligibility, Samuel Louis Charles, aka Bigsam112, won ESPN's Streak for the Cash game last night, when the Steelers came roaring back late against the Cowboys. Charles, who hails from North Miami Beach, Florida, picked 25 straight wins in the contest, dating back to October 23, when he picked the Rays over the Phillies in the second game of the World Series. 

Last night's pick earned Sam a cool million, and he's still in a position to pick up another $10,000, if his streak holds up as the longest overall before the game ends on December 31.

1 + 99: WGASIG Presents FreeDarko

As I shoulder through the century mark, I'd like to announce that I will be moderating a kind of free-associative discussion/trash-talking session with the geniuses behind FreeDarko during tomorrow night's Knicks-Bulls game, at the Sugar Lounge, 147 Columbia Street, between Kane and Degraw, in Red Hook, Brooklyn. The festivities begin at 8:30 p.m. Audience participation is strongly encouraged. I want this to go down like a floor vote at the national convention of Bolsheviks. Or the NBA Draft.

Be there or be square. 

Line of the Night

277 yards. 26 completions. 3 touchdowns. 0 interceptions. Peyton Manning. 

Saturday, December 6, 2008

Line of the Night

23 rebounds. 21 points. 6 blocks. Dwight Howard. 

Friday, December 5, 2008

Apropos of Nothing

Barney Frank has a way with words:
"[Obama's] going to have to be more assertive than he's been. At a time of great crisis with mortgage foreclosures and autos, he says we only have one president at a time. I'm afraid that overstates the number of presidents we have. He's got to remedy that situation."
(Via TPM)

Balance Sheets

For the past few weeks, I’ve heard murmurs about the Yankees warming up to oft-injured free-agent pitcher Ben Sheets because oft-injured free-agent pitcher A.J. Burnett is looking for a 5-year contract.

I never really gave the rumor much thought, but it just won’t go away.

Initially, I thought this was a terrible idea for the Yankees, especially after the Pavano fiasco. After reading this exhaustive comparison by the guys at RAB, though, I’m starting to think signing Sheets to a 3-year deal might be worth the risk and, truth be told, in the Yankees' best interests. 

Here's a nice little nugget about the two pitchers' health-related problems, which helps put into perspective Sheets' recent rash of injuries. 
So comparing the two pitchers side-by-side, Sheets’ injuries appear to be more isolated that Burnett’s. The shoulder problems occurred so far apart that it would be hard to believe they’re related, while the torn lat and finger issues are behind him. Burnett’s shoulder problem looks very much like an isolated incident, however his elbow has been a persistent problem, giving him trouble in four different seasons, however it hasn’t bothered him in over two years. Burnett just completed his first healthy season since 2005, while Sheets was about to do the same (I just can’t accept an ear infection as evidence of him being injury prone) until his late season muscle tear. And that is why you’re hearing much less about Sheets this winter, because he’s injured right now.
I'm still not fully sold on Sheets, but RAB's Mike A. does score some persuasive points.  

(UPDATE: Fixed after a note from GHS.) 

Up in Smoke

In yesterday's Daily News, columnist Filip Bondy drew a clear line between the Giants and the Jets. The Giants, according to Bondy, are a total mess. The Jets, on the other hand, are a model of propriety. Bondy even compared Gang Green to a group of "Boy Scouts." Here he is on the team's singular focus: 
There is nothing to divert them from their appointed duty. Outside of the positive fuss about Brett Favre's arrival, the Jets have been all about football. It's been this way for a while. You have to go back to John Abraham's crash or Jumbo Elliott's DWI to uncover even a sniff of scandal.
Poor choice of words, and even worse timing. Less than 24 hours after Bondy's column went to press, it was announced that Jets DE Shaun Ellis was arrested last Saturday morning for possession of marijuana, speeding and driving without insurance, after he was pulled over by police outside the Jets' practice facility in Florham Park, New Jersey.

I'm sure fellow News columnist Mike Lupica, who's known for shooting from the lip, is giving Bondy total hell for this. Provided, of course, Lupica still even acknowledges other sports reporters off-camera.  

Line of the Night

447 yards. 21 completions. 7 touchdown passes. 0 interceptions. Mike Teel. 

Thursday, December 4, 2008

Irony is Recession-Proof

For the fourth consecutive year, Forbes magazine has rated the Knicks as the most valuable franchise in the National Basketball Association. 

With an estimated worth of $613 million, the Cablevision-owned Knicks, who won all of 23 games last season, finished just ahead of the Western Conference champion Los Angeles Lakers and their scant $584 million, according to the magazine. 

Even in the darkest days under Isiah Thomas, when the team lost 66 percent of its game and spent $424 million on players over four years, the Knicks still managed to generate a league-leading $208 million in revenue last year, $12 million more than the team earned the previous season. What's more, the team's operating income jumped to $29.6 million, up from a loss of $42 million in 2006-2007. 

Kurt Badenhausen, an associate editor at Forbes, makes some sense of this ridiculousness.  
In spite of the Knicks' terrible play on the court in recent years, the franchise is the NBA's most valuable thanks to the pricey luxury suites and ticket packages that fans and companies continue to snap up at Madison Square Garden.
So it is our fault. Still, there's not much we can do about it. Knicks owner Charles Dolan, who also owns Cablevision, Madison Square Garden, Radio City Music Hall, the Rangers, the New York Liberty and a bunch of other stuff, profits regardless of where the Knicks finish in the standings. This pretty much puts a kibosh on any hopes that he and his son James would ever sell the team. I mean, why would they? Father and son are practically printing their own money over at Madison Square Garden. Let's just hope they remember to open up their wallets in 2010 so Donnie Walsh can finish what he started

Line of the Night

17 assists. 16 points. 13 rebounds. 3 steals. Rajon Rondo. 

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

A Fan's Note

I was fortunate enough to take in last night’s Knicks-Blazers game. Here are a few random thoughts from the evening, as experienced from section 345, row D, seat 1.

Chris Duhon is better than advertised. David Lee works hard. Brandon Roy plays like Clyde Frazier. Greg Oden looks lost. LaMarcus Aldridge is nice. So is Travis Outlaw. Rudy Fernandez has lots of fans and is an absolute chucker. Malik Rose has no business playing basketball. Tim Thomas is still Tim Thomas. Channing Frye is irrelevant. Al Harrington is better than Anthony Bonner. Q is fat. Roberson is tiny. The Knicks ran out of gas. D’Antoni pays attention to everything, except Stephon Marbury. Nate McMillan needs to tighten up his team's D. The Knicks City Dancers are off. The Garden overestimates people’s hankering for cotton candy. And, finally, Knicks fans don't drink nearly as much beer as Rangers fans.

Thanks to NT and PF-T for looking out.

The Powers of the Potomac

The Plank's Michael Crowley, with a dime from Ben Smith at Poltico, points out that a big chunk of Obama's likely cabinet know how to handle the rock.
Jones played forward at Georgetown. Geithner reportedly likes himself a good pickup game. And the Times says Eric Holder was once known, impressively, for his 'easy dunk.' Susan Rice, too!
With Obama, that's a solid starting five. Still, they'd do well to recruit Mayor-elect Kevin Johnson to help run the floor at their local YMCA. I doubt, though, Obama's keeping open a spot for Sarah Barracuda.   

(Via Yglesias)

Line of the Night

29 points. 10 rebounds. 2 assists. 2 steals. 2 blocks. Dirk Nowitzki.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

The Mysteries of Pittsburgh

The ink has yet to dry on the ridiculous contracts of Indian pitching fads Rinku Singh and Dinesh Patel—neither of whom even picked up a baseball until last year—but the Pittsburgh Pirates are already in hot pursuit of another free-agent talent: Mark Loretta.

The 37-year-old Loretta, oddly described by the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette as the Pirates’ longtime nemesis (isn’t that Robert Nutting?), hit .280 with four home runs and 38 RBI last season for Houston. Loretta is a respectable .297 career hitter and, in fairness, a pretty reliable infield glove. And, as the article points out, a number of teams are interested in his services.

Still, he’s Mark Loretta, a player contending teams bring in to shore up their defense in the late innings. He’s not the answer, and he really shouldn’t be the Pirates’ marquee off-season target, particularly after they shipped off, in mid-season, favorites Jason Bay and Xavier Nady to the Red Sox and Yankees, respectively; and especially not after the team’s pitching staff finished the 2008 season with a 5.08 earned run average, dead last in the National League.

I understand the organization can't chase after the likes of C.C. Sabathia or Mark Teixeira, but they can't even set their sights higher than Mark Loretta or two kids who don't yet know how to pitch against live batters? Man, it just has to be punishing to root for the Bucs. Their fans aren't even allowed to get excited about the Hot Stove. 

Line of the Night

37 points. 13 assists. 5 rebounds. 3 blocked shots. Dwyane Wade.

Monday, December 1, 2008

Are You Sure We Can?

With President-elect Barack Obama’s security and economic teams securely in place, it’s worth checking in, as promised, on the progress of Obama’s brother-in-law, Craig Robinson, the head coach of the rebuilding Beavers of Oregon State, whose team lost their season opener to the lowly Howard Bison 47-45, on November 14.

To put it gently, the Robinson administration isn’t off to as fast—or as impressive—a start as Obama’s.

Following their opening night loss, the Beavers ran out of gas against Nevada and, after finally returning home, lost close games to Yale and Montana State by a combined four points. I'm sure that one-point loss to Yale really rankled Robinson, a graduate of Princeton, but his Bulldog-inspired agita was probably just a hiccup compared to his team's Thanksgiving Eve gag-fest against Montana State, which put the Beavers' current losing streak at an unsightly 25 straight going back to last season, before Robinson was hired to change the culture of the OSU basketball program. 

Still, Robinson and his team kept on keeping on, and finally won their first game of the season-- and first in about a year-- last night against Fresno State, a so-so squad from the Western America Conference, 62-54, behind senior guard Rickey Claitt's 14 points.  

Not exactly "Hill at Foggy Bottom," but, as even the president-elect would tell you, a win is a win is a win. 

The Beavers next take on the 4-1 Iowa State Cyclones, in Ames, on December 6.  

Line of the Night

47 points. 8 assists. 7 rebounds. 1 steal. Devin Harris.