Archive for May 26th, 2006

There’s a scandal going on in the Italian sporting world that makes our Barry Bonds/steroid thing look like an afterschool special about “drugs are bad” or “Jenny eats something.” If this was happening in America, to the NFL… your entire life would’ve changed because of it. ESPN would’ve been in “special report” mode for two straight weeks now, and Bob Ley wouldn’t have been able to leave the air, shower, or shave during that time.

In this SI article, they describe soccer team “Juventus” as the New York Yankees of Italy. And the former own, Luciano Moggi, I suppose would be the Italian Steinbrenner. Anyway, this Moggi character was running an incredible ring of corruption. In fact, I’m fearful that if he reads this post, I’ll wake up with Barbaro’s head in bed next to me.

Anyway, Moggi could evidently decide which refs did which games, which players were selected to the Italian team, and who would and would not be given yellow cards. He had everyone on the take. He’s also accused of “locking up” a referee who didn’t officiate a game the way he was supposed to. Surprise, surprise, Juventus has won the last two titles in Serie A, the top division of Italian soccer.

Imagine if this was the Yankees, and what the coverage of that would be like. Steinbrenner with umps in his pocket, deciding which ones did his games, and kidnapping one of them because they let Jeter get behind in the count. Baseball would never be the same.

An AC Milan player is quoted in the article as saying that he believes the last two seasons should be completely wiped off the books. Really, I don’t know what else they could do. That’s the only reasonable solution… every single thing that’s happened in the last two years is that league is tainted like a Barry Bonds home run hit with Sammy Sosa’s bat at Coors Field with a juiced ball. Asterisks just won’t do here.

Matthew LeCroy, third-string catcher for the Washington Nationals had some issues yesterday. I’m sure you’re aware by now. With LeCroy catching, the Astros just started stealing on him at will. Half the time, LeCroy didn’t bother to make a throw, and when he did, it sailed into centerfield. It happened again and again. The Astros finished with 7 stolen bases, and LeCroy with two throwing errors.

So Frank Robinson pulled him… replacing him in the middle of an inning. I’m not all that familiar with the unwritten rules of baseball, but… I guess that’s something that isn’t done. Managers don’t embarrass players like that… it’s just not something that happens. But Frank Robinson felt he had to do it.

The headline notwithstanding, I don’t know if there’s any way to feel about it other than just sad for both guys involved. LeCroy couldn’t throw anyone out to save his life, and everyone knew that beforehand. But Robinson didn’t have a choice but to throw him into the fire, due to some other roster issues. It didn’t work out, Robinson’s taking the blame for it (as he should), and as evidenced by his post-game tear-fest, he felt terrible about having to embarrass a guy like that. I think it’s admirable how much it hurt him to do it.

Maybe the AL would be a better place for Matt LeCroy.

Check this out. In the previous game back in Anaheim, the fans booed the Canadian national anthem. Here’s how they responded in Edmonton…

I’ve been to my share of live sporting events. Not a ton, probably fewer than most of you, but I’d say I have about my share. And the things I remember most aren’t big plays or big shots, but those moments when you really feel something… and yes, that can come from a big play in the game, but it can also come from a shared sense of pride, or a shared sense of anything, really, and knowing that thousands of other are sharing it with you… that’s what makes it worth going. The actual watching of a game, you can do anywhere. A moment like that one… that’s why you go. I doubt that many of the people in the audience are going to forget that.

Fuckin’ A, Canada. Credit goes to a lot of people. Whoever thought of it, of course. And then, all those who jumped on the bandwagon, and helped spread the idea. And to all of those who sang their healthy Canadian lungs out. And especially to the guy who was hired to sing the thing, but got the idea quickly, did the right thing, and just let the fans take over. A very slick move. My hat is off, Canada.

This sort of thing just couldn’t happen in America. One, no one really has that much nationalistic pride. Just having a magnetic ribbon on your car doesn’t qualify. And two, I doubt that many people really know the words to the national anthem. Myself, I prefer the Enrico Pallazzo version.

Anyway, big big thanks to “oiler” in The Sports Frog‘s Swamp for the find.

Does Alonzo Mourning do a lot anymore, other than just kinda... be Alonzo Mourning?Miami showed up in full-on “We’ll take a split” mode, and Detroit was still holding on for a narrow win at the end. Detroit’s effort level certainly superior to their Game One effort… for about 70% of the game. They came out, made the hustle playes, rebounded well, and (gasp) executed crisp offensive sets, making the extra pass when necessary. They were fantastic. For about 70% of the game.

Ben Wallace played a quintissential Ben Wallace game. I’m not sure of his stats, and I’m not going to look them up. They’re unimportant. Big Ben got after it. He hit the boards hard, he tipped a lot of balls and kept them alive, and he did a tremendous job on Shaq. And he hit a free throw. It was an impact game for Ben, and he was the Pistons MVP last night. Tayshaun Prince was also phenomenal, and a close second in the MVP race. And it was nice to see Rasheed hit some shots in the second half. His first half was spent playing as if he was giving Vin Baker a piggyback ride the entire time.

The win is nice, but… a complete effort would’ve been better. Forty-eight minutes of crisp, sharp basketball would really be a pleasant surprise at some point. Sure, credit the Heat for keeping after it, but other than the Wade three-ball from the corner, can you remember a single big play that the Heat made during that comeback? Maybe I’m forgetting something, but I can’t. Detroit just stopped playing. The stopped doing the things that built them that lead, and Miami just kept playing. I don’t remember any incredible hot streak that they went on. They just had to keep playing basketball, and they were back in the game.

Weird play towards the end of the game, too. Tayshaun Price was inbouding the ball for the Pistons, he couldn’t find a man, and he called timeout. But the building was really loud, and James Posey had just kinda shoved Chauncey Billups out of bounds, and inbetween Dick Bavetta and Tayshaun Prince. Bavetta didn’t see/hear the timeout call, and called the Pistons for a 5-second violation. And at some point after that, during the argument, I guess Bavetta said something to Tayshaun Prince that wasn’t very nice. He felt the need to apologize to him for it, and Tayshaun wouldn’t say what it was after the game… I kinda wish they had gotten into a fistfight.

Game 3 is Saturday night.

The Cleveland Cavaliers are going to have to make some moves this offseason, and the biggest decision will probably revolve around Zydrunas Ilgauskus. He could be traded. Isiah Thomas has already offered a future #1 draft pick for Zydrunas’s beard clippings and a foot massage from Anderson Varejao.

I’m torn on Big Z. I know that a center who has that sort of shooting touch is a very valuable thing. It’s not something you can give away. With as many things as LeBron can create, having a center who can step out and bury jumper after jumper is a real weapon. He’s got a nice touch in the post, and he’ll snag the occasional offensive board.

But he’s just so slow and goofy. He doesn’t rebound nearly as well on the defensive end, he can’t guard anyone, and… well, I think the people of Cleveland have had to look at his face for long enough. He can play defense. I’ve seen him do it. But the mood doesn’t strike him often. Zydrunas plays like Dirk Nowitzki, if Dirk Nowitzki was 75 years old. Great scoring touch. A liability in nearly every other way. And although he’s been healthy for a while now, he does have a long history of foot injuries. He’s 31 years old, too.

I just don’t know if you can win with him… I don’t know if any team can stand having a big hole like that in the defense, especially as the game speeds up, and you play smaller teams. How many minutes per game could Zydrunas Ilgauskus play in a 7-game series against the Suns? Can a guy play negative minutes? Considering his age, and the trend towards a faster game… I think the Cavs should try to find a taker for him, if it all possible.

Here were Richard Petty’s thoughts when Janet Guthrie attempted to qualify for a NASCAR race in 1976. It’s a quote from Janet Guthrie’s book, actually:

“When I shook hands with Richard Petty I thought I’d get frostbite,” Guthrie wrote. “Later, he would be quoted as saying of me: ‘She’s no lady. If she was she’d be at home. There’s a lot of differences in being a lady and being a woman.’”

Well, yeah. A lady makes eggs and french toast, cleans the house, and blows her husband while he watches NASCAR. A woman gets in a race car, and thus, grows chest hair, develops a lumpy ass, and slowly becomes infertile. Anyway, here’s Richard with his more enlightened view on things, 30 years later:

“I just don’t think it’s a sport for women,” Petty said in an interview with The Associated Press. “And so far, it’s proved out. It’s really not. It’s good for them to come in. It gives us a lot of publicity, it gives them publicity. “But as far as being a real true racer, making a living out of it, it’s kind of tough.”

Well, hey. You know, if he’d have stopped that first sentence after the 7th word, I’d consider agreeing with him. But he didn’t. And I guess some people just aren’t going to change or evolve. That’s alright. I’m not going to spend a lot of time hammering him for it… there’s no need. He is what he is, and I’m sure he’s not the only one. In fact, I could picture Richard Petty and Vijay Singh hanging out… actually, wait. No, I can’t picture that.

© Copyright . All Rights Reserved.