Other than those who are employed by or related to the man, it’s difficult (though not impossible) to find anyone willing to say something nice about Stephen A. Smith.
When the “Quite Frankly…” host / Philly Inquirer columnist is castigated for being-full-of-shit-for-a-living, that’s fair play. By all means, convict Stephen A. for crimes against television, journalism or telejournalism.
All of that said, it is kind of astonishing that in the year 2006, the color of Smith’s skin is considered further justification for ridicule.
The person responsible for the above item seems to covet some kind of attention. I hope he receives exactly the sort he deserves.
The 2006 season is all done and dusted for the AL Champs, but the Nation’s Dave Zirin can’t help but compare and contrast the Tigers’ current fan base, ballpark and hometown with the climate that surrounded the ’68 squad that lost to the Cardinals.
The 1968 Tigers team–led by Al Kaline, thirty-game winner Denny McLain and prominent African-American players like Willie Horton and Gates Brown (above)–was seen as a force of calm in the Motor City. An entire HBO documentary called “A City on Fire” was made based on this thesis. Many at the time believed that the success and joy brought by this integrated team would stop the exodus known as “white flight” and revitalize the city. But professional sports doesn’t always herald revival. Often it mocks it.Detroit today is not a story of low-level insurrection but immiseration. Unemployment in 2006 was 13.8 percent (three times the national average), and more than one-third of the city’s residents live below the poverty line. As the Associated Press recently reported, “Much of the rest of Detroit…is a landscape dotted with burned-out buildings, where liquor stores abound but supermarkets are hard to come by, and where drugs, violence and unemployment are everyday realities.”
For the Tigers, the main difference between 1968 and today is where they play. In 1968, it was the historic Tiger Stadium. Today it is an amusement center known as Comerica Park. By all accounts, it is a very nice amusement park, complete with Ferris wheels, merry-go-rounds and beer halls. It also is a place decidedly not for the folks left in Detroit. Anita Caref, a teacher in the inner city, was at game one of the World Series, and this was what she wrote me:
“I realize that baseball has a preponderance of white fans, and I know that I didn’t get a look at all of the 42,000 plus in attendance tonight, but clearly there were hardly any people of color there. What a stark contrast to the city itself, which is 83% African-American and 12% Latino. Frankly, it was hard to believe we were in Detroit. I sat there wondering how many of the folks there actually live in the city, and thinking that Detroit would be a very different place if the majority of them lived in Detroit and contributed their taxes to the well-being of the city.
“Secondly, I thought the choice of music played was odd. Of all the songs played during and between innings, only one was a Motown song. Most of the songs were by white rock-and-rollers. I have nothing against rock music, but I thought that given where we were, it would have been fitting to hear the Supremes, Temptations, Aretha Franklin, etc. Finally, during one of the breaks, they showed a video of some of the great Tigers of the past. The most prominent player in the video was Ty Cobb, who was praised by any number of sports journalists and celebrities. Not a word was said about the fact that he was perhaps baseball’s most prominent racist. And of course there was the usual militaristic patriotism, including fighter jets flying overhead after Bob Seger sang ‘America the Beautiful.'”
Not so beautiful, if you live and die in the city of Detroit.
From the Bergen Record’s John Brennen.
A defense attorney for former basketball star Jayson Williams argued Monday before the New Jersey Supreme Court that admitting evidence of Williams’ post-shooting conduct during his reckless manslaughter retrial would be “potentially inflammatory in nature.”
But a Hunterdon County assistant prosecutor insisted that Williams’ botched coverup attempt “proves his state of mind and consciousness of guilt” following the Feb. 14, 2002 fatal shooting of limousine driver Costas “Gus” Christofi at Williams’ estate.
“To allow [the current court ruling] to stand is to withhold from the jury what truly happened that night,” prosecutor Charles Ouslander said.
Joseph Hayden, Williams’ attorney argued that if presented with the post-shooting evidence, “a jury could conclude that the defendant is unsympathetic and callous” and thus improperly be swayed toward a reckless manslaughter conviction.
Nat: I know you must be saddened by the passing of Red Auerbach. What was your favorite memory of Red?
David Stern: My favorite memory of Red is me calling him once to raise the baskets because the big players have too much of an advantage.
He said if they raise the baskets, who’s going to get the rebounds? The big guys. So get rid of that idea.
Commissioner Stern was hardly the only person today to fondly recall Auerbach’s storied career.
(what are you gonna do? arrest another blogger for sucking?)
Though the filmography of Sharon Stone is littered with errors in judgement, crap performances and improbable hairstyles, the lady-actress-human is not without her redeeming moments. For example ;
1) Were it not for “Basic Instinct 2”, Stan Collymore’s thespian debut would’ve been straight-to-internet instead of straight-to-video.
2) She was a-ok in “Broken Flowers”
3) Stone took her former husband to the zoo for his birthday. Though things turned out badly, it was a very nice thought.
So there you go. Sharon Stone isn’t all bad. So with that in mind, I was sad to see the following item in The Big Lead regarding Ms. Stone’s purported dalliance with former Laker Rick Fox.
If you ask us, this is a tremendous falloff from Fox™s ex-wife, Vanessa Williams. While Stone™s face may look presentable here, she™s got to be the clubhouse leader in Hollywood when it comes to botox and surgery. We shudder to think what her pussy looks like these days.
I’m sorry, full credit to The Big Lead on being a worthy alternative to reading Deadspin’s guest editor for a day (funny, the Cards win the World Series, but for one Wednesday in October, the rest of us are rewarded), but until the author is ready to put his cock on the block for public inspection, speculation about the condition of Sharon’s snatch is a little unfair.
Liverpool 3, Bordeaux 0
(left to right, Rise, Bickle. You should see what the other guys looked like)
Frank Lampard scored a ridiculous endline-walking goal in Chelsea’s 2-2 draw with Barca that you’re gonna have to see to believe. Totally worth taping “SportsCenter”, just on the off chance it might be shown.
In the Championship, QPR erased a pair of deficits against promotion hopefuls West Brom, Marc Nygaard’s 83rd minute strike earning the R’s a 3-3 draw at the Hawthorns.
Chelsea have supposedly put a £5 cap on their Secret Santa action. Keep in mind you could purchase a Kunt & The Gang single for a bit less.
From the Des Moines Register’s Andrew Logue (Oldham).
An announcer for ESPNU has been taken off the air due to a comment he made during Saturday™s telecast of the Iowa-Northern Illinois football game.
Brian Kinchen, a color commentator, will not work a game this weekend, according to Josh Krulewitz, ESPN™s vice-president of public relations.
Krulewitz told The Des Moines Register Monday night that the network made its decision after an internal review.
On Saturday, Kinchen was explaining to a television audience that receivers need to make catches with their hands because they are œtender and can œcaress the ball. He then paused and said, œthat™s kind of gay, but hey¦
œThe comments were inappropriate and we apologize, Krulewitz said
Monday. œHe will not appear on our air this weekend and his future appearance schedule is under review.
Kinchen, a former tight end who played in the NFL from 1988-00, issued a statement through ESPN: œI sincerely apologize for my extremely poor choice of words.”
Steve Lyons, Chris Moyles, unavailable for comment.