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*From David "Arias", relatively svelte project with the Minnesota Twins in 1997, to David Ortiz, thick-'n-hearty World Series MVP in 2013. That's about as dominant an offensive post-season performance as we can remember. The Red Sox are baseball's champs mainly due toBig Gigantic Papi.
*The biggest loser this baseball season? Bobby Valentine. He somehow took a Red Sox squad that won the World Series in 2013 and managed them to a last-place record of 69-93 in 2012. Boston was an 18/1 Vegas long-shot to win it all before the season.
*How many among ESPN's stable of 43 baseball experts picked the Red Sox back in Spring Training? Zero. In fact, none of them predicted Boston or St. Louis in the World Series. We in the media talk a good game, but we really know nothing. Nothing at all.
*It worked! At least for one night. Monta Ellis was Batman, Dirk Nowitzki only had to be Robin and the Mavs started anew by beating the Hawks. We're going to have to live with Ellis' careless ball-handling (8 turnovers), but the best news was that Samuel Dalembert and DeJuan Blair hit the boards and the Mavs out-rebounded Atlanta, 42-33. I don't think the Hawks will be very good. But I think the Mavs just might be decent.
*Swear this exchange took place in my house at 4:31 a.m. Sybil: "Hey, I'm going to Wal-Mart." Me: "whatthewhatit'sfourthirty." Sybil: "For Halloween candy!"
*One of my all-time favorite athletes officially retired last night. Allen Iverson was listed at 6-feet, 160 pounds. But I interviewed him several times, we stood eye-to-eye and I go only a smidge over 5-8. His wiry athleticism, eye-blink quickness and uncanny knack for creating and making his shot amidst giant defenders always amazed me. Pound-for-pound, he's the best player in NBA history. Four scoring titles. 2001 MVP. 11-time All-Star. 3-time steals champ. All without needing a single day of "practice."
*I know he's hamstrung by his unit's injuries, but Monte Kiffin needs to be better. Somewhere on Bourbon Street, Rob Ryan is having a good chuckle at Dallas' defensive debacle.
*As a kid in Duncanville we had all had a favorite Trick-or-Treat house for Halloween. The one that gave out hot, gooey popcorn balls. No way you could get away with giving that out these days.
*Hot.
*Not.
*From David "Arias", relatively svelte project with the Minnesota Twins in 1997, to David Ortiz, thick-'n-hearty World Series MVP in 2013. That's about as dominant an offensive post-season performance as we can remember. The Red Sox are baseball's champs mainly due to
*How many among ESPN's stable of 43 baseball experts picked the Red Sox back in Spring Training? Zero. In fact, none of them predicted Boston or St. Louis in the World Series. We in the media talk a good game, but we really know nothing. Nothing at all.
*It worked! At least for one night. Monta Ellis was Batman, Dirk Nowitzki only had to be Robin and the Mavs started anew by beating the Hawks. We're going to have to live with Ellis' careless ball-handling (8 turnovers), but the best news was that Samuel Dalembert and DeJuan Blair hit the boards and the Mavs out-rebounded Atlanta, 42-33. I don't think the Hawks will be very good. But I think the Mavs just might be decent.
*Swear this exchange took place in my house at 4:31 a.m. Sybil: "Hey, I'm going to Wal-Mart." Me: "whatthewhatit'sfourthirty." Sybil: "For Halloween candy!"
*One of my all-time favorite athletes officially retired last night. Allen Iverson was listed at 6-feet, 160 pounds. But I interviewed him several times, we stood eye-to-eye and I go only a smidge over 5-8. His wiry athleticism, eye-blink quickness and uncanny knack for creating and making his shot amidst giant defenders always amazed me. Pound-for-pound, he's the best player in NBA history. Four scoring titles. 2001 MVP. 11-time All-Star. 3-time steals champ. All without needing a single day of "practice."
*I know he's hamstrung by his unit's injuries, but Monte Kiffin needs to be better. Somewhere on Bourbon Street, Rob Ryan is having a good chuckle at Dallas' defensive debacle.
*As a kid in Duncanville we had all had a favorite Trick-or-Treat house for Halloween. The one that gave out hot, gooey popcorn balls. No way you could get away with giving that out these days.
*Hot.
*Not.
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