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Another Week Amid the Strange and Misguided…

The 2010 Winnipeg Goldeyes training camp has started, the second round of the Stanley Cup playoffs are well on the way, the NBA has moved into the second round and the Major League Baseball season is one month into it.

It’s been an odd couple of weeks, but there is one thing we can always count on: Somebody will jerk over somebody else even if it’s just for a laugh.

Let’s ponder the strange and misguided…

1) The voice of my youth passed away on Tuesday night. Ernie Harwell, one of the nicest men I ever met, died of cancer at age 92. The voice of the Detroit Tigers from 1960-2002, Harwell was the quiet, pastoral sound in my head for almost every summer of my life.

I had a long interview with Harwell on the field at Joker Marchant Stadium in Lakeland, Fla., in 2002. He was kind and funny and he could tell one heck of a story. He got his first play-by-play job with the minor league Atlanta Crackers in 1934 at the age of 16 and went on to become, among other things, the only broadcaster ever traded for a player.

In 1948, the Crackers let Harwell out of his contract in order to join the Brooklyn Dodgers as a fill-in for another legend, Red Barber, in exchange for Minor League catcher Cliff Dapper.

When Bo Schembechler took over the Tigers as president in 1992, one of Schembechler’s first decisions was to fire Ernie Harwell. Schembechler, an ex-football coach who proved he couldn’t run a one-car funeral, was eventually dumped and Harwell was re-hired.

Ernie Harwell wasn’t Vin Scully or Jon Miller or Jack Buck or John Gordon or Charley Steiner or Tom Hamilton, great announcers all. Ernie Harwell had a sweet southern accent and a homey approach to the game, and he was the best I ever heard.

2) There is talk in Toronto about changing the nickname of the city’s NBA team from the Raptors to the Huskies.

Only in Toronto would that discussion start. And it starts because the Leafs aren’t in the playoffs, nobody cares about the Argos and nobody knows anything about baseball.

3) I loved how the American media handled Brett Favre’s injured ankle this past week.

When it became apparent that Favre might need minor surgery to relieve pain in the ankle – an ankle he injured long before the Vikings lost the NFC final to New Orleans – it was written this way: “Brett Favre will not be able to return this season without ankle surgery.”

After Favre said he’d contacted noted orthopaedic surgeon James Andrews about the ankle, he posted the following on his website:

I want to add to the information provided in the article that was published this morning on ESPN’s website. Given the reaction to the article, and the typical conclusion jumping, I thought I’d clarify a few things.

While my ankle has been bothering me, the injury is not debilitating. For example, I’m able to work around my property without any problems. Sure – certain exercises cause some ankle pain, but it’s nothing that I haven’t experienced (or played with) before. In fact, many people don’t realize that I injured my ankle before the NFC Championship game. I’ve had surgery on this ankle twice before, and I’ve played with the pain before. The hits I took throughout the 2009 season, including the Saints game, just added to the ankle pain and likely caused some bone spurs.

I don’t believe major surgery on the ankle would be required for me to return in 2010. I’ve consulted with Dr. Andrews on the phone, and a relatively minor procedure could be done to improve the dexterity of the ankle, and to relieve the pain. I’ve put up with pain worse than this in my career, and I didn’t want anyone to assume that the possibility of surgery was the sole factor that would determine whether I return or not. Some people reacting to the ESPN story have made this assumption. I don’t blame them for doing so, given that the term “surgery” often covers a variety of procedures, some more complex than others.

The ankle pain is a factor, but one of many factors that I’ll need to consider in making my decision. Other factors include the input of my family, and the wonderful experience that I had last year with the Vikings.

– Brett Favre

Sounds like Brett Favre will return to the Vikings this season. Surgery or no surgery.

BBWAA Doesn’t Let Anyone Down. They’re Still a Collection of the Mindless, Arrogant and Ignorant.

The Baseball Writers Association of America is an antiquated little organization that once played a legitimate role in electing the members of the Baseball Hall of Fame. After all, there was a time when the members of the BBWAA attended all or most of the games, even the post-season, and truly had an impact on the day-to-day operation of Major League Baseball.

Today, however, this traditional old boys club, is just another relic from the past. Because their employers’ don’t have the ready cash they once did, very few newspapers even bother to cover the post-season anymore. There are many members of the BBWAA who see fewer games, live in a season, than I do.

On Wednesday of this week, the BBWAA proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that just like newspapers, the time has come to put this obsolete, snot-nosed old boys club to rest. It’s time to create a committee of baseball people to decide who gets into the Hall of Fame.

Baseball writers can’t do it anymore. They were important once, but it’s reached the point that this gigantic collection of booze-swilling non-athletes, old men who can’t even read statistics, let alone understand what they’re watching, has to be relieved of their Hall of Fame duties.

Now I have no problem with Andre Dawson being inducted into the Hall of Fame, but if a lifetime .279 hitter (9,927 ABs) with 438 homers, 1373 runs, 1,591 RBI, 314 stolen bases, 503 doubles and no championships gets into the Hall, then it’s time to open the doors to everybody. This is a guy who never played in a World Series. I mean, how do you possibly induct Andre Dawson into the Hall and NOT Roberto Alomar? That’s just insane.

Of course, the idiots of the BBWAA already proved their shocking group insanity when they elected light-hitting Ozzie Smith to the Hall. Smith did backflips and turned some routine plays into highlight-reel spectaculars, but he had a pea-shooter for a bat. Sure, he could flash the leather, but he was a marginal hitter.

In 19 seasons, Smith hit .262 (9396 ABs) with with 28 home runs (28??? That’s not a Hall of Fame number, even for a middle infielder), 1257 runs, 793 RBI, 580 stolen bases, 402 doubles and won one World Series championship. He had a lifetime fielding percentage of .978. With 1,072 walks, Smith had a lifetime on-base percentage of .337.

Meanwhile, as these mindless knobs proved yesterday, they don’t even look at careers or statistics when they cast their ballots.

Once again, Detroit Tigers legend Alan Trammell was kept out of the Hall. In fact, Trammell received only 121 votes. These BBWAA people are an embarrassment to humanity, not just baseball. Bad enough that they enabled Mark McGwire and now hate him because they knew he was fooling with steroids, but didn’t have the guts to write anything about it when he was saving baseball in 1998, now they ignore Trammell’s class and numbers while voting for people who couldn’t carry the former Tigers’ shortstop’s cleats to the park.

Trammell hit .285 (better than Dawson) in 20 major league seasons, all with the same team. He had 8,388 at bats, 2,365 hits, 1,231 runs, 412 doubles, 185 homers, 1,003 RBI and 236 stolen bases. He had seven seasons in which he hit .300 or better. His on-base percentage was .352 (better than Smith). He won four gold gloves, three silver sluggers and was an all-star six times. In 1984, he was the World Series MVP as the Tigers won their only title in 41 years.

He also has exactly the same lifetime fielding percentage as Ozzie Smith.

He has generally better numbers than Hall of Fame infielder Red Schoendienst and has considerably better numbers, over a longer career, than Hall of Fame shortstop Phil Rizzuto (both, by the way, deserve to be in the Hall).

And while we’re at it, Barry Larkin had a nice career, but not 157 votes better than Alan Trammell’s career. The voting is a freakin’ joke. These people are messed up.

The only way baseball can fix the idiocy that’s been created by the BBWAA is to end the association’s hold on the Hall. These guys are as dead as the industry in which they work and it’s time to get them away from baseball’s greatest shrine.

No Wonder Newspapers Are Dying

MINNEAPOLIS — Friday night, we spent a terrific night at the Metrodome in Minneapolis watching the Minnesota Twins turn the American League Central Division race into a real race.

The Twins got a tremendous pitching performance from Brian Duensing, a two-run bomb from Michael Cuddyer and held on in the ninth to shut out the Detroit Tigers 3-0. Great game, great night at the ballpark. And it was nice to have a brief chat with my old friends Larry Fitzgerald Sr. and Chuck Olsen in the press box.

But then, what happens in the cold light of dawn? The Twin Cities Star-Tribune newspaper arrives at my door (it was part of my hotel stay, I can assure you I wouldn’t pay for it) and I read the column by Jim Souhan.

Nice premise: “On their feet, fans grasp the worth of important baseball.” Souhan defended the American League Central Division, the Division that every baseball fan will agree is the weakest of them all, but he did it with a moronic, backhanded shot at the Division that showed his incredible ignorance. The ignorance only possessed by an unthinking mainstream media newspaper columnist in these days of the dying daily newspaper.

Souhan wrote: “Baseball needs a place to hide its weaker teams and the Northern League is full.”

Whether Souhan failed to have the proper size of cojones to rip the American Association where the Twin Cities’ own St. Paul Saints play or he was just rushing at deadline, is not for me to decide. But the truth is this. The Northern League is NOT full and it would gladly accept the American League Central Division’s Cleveland Indians and Kansas City Royals.

Check the roster in Cleveland. This year’s September call-up edition of the Cleveland Indians is not as good as the Fargo-Moorhead RedHawks. And frankly, that lousy Class A team is being passed off as a Major League ball club. That’s nothing short of fraud.

But what the hell? Just as columnists make up phony plans for football stadiums (there is NO Plan B if David Asper fails) and others create hockey trades out of the ether, we’ve grown to accept pure, unadulterated mendacity in the mainstream media. I keep kicking myself every day, saying: “Why do I bother to read that stuff?”

No wonder newspapers are dying.

A Game of 10 Questions

Time Again for our favourite game: 10 Questions.

As always, it comes with appropriate comments, quips and corollaries.

1. Why do Winnipeg Blue Bomber fans get their shorts in a knot over the signing of a nutbag like Pacman Jones, when the same fans have, ijn the past, fallen head-over-heels in love with (a) a guy who assaulted his wife (Kyries Hebert), (b) a guy who stole a car (Juran Bolden) and (c) a guy who robbed his own teammates (Kelly Rush)? Well, in fairness, stealing cars kind of makes you an honourary Winnipegger.

2. Why does the mainstream media in the Twin Cities essentially chase Tarvaris Jackson out of his job as the quarterback of the Minnesota Vikings and then when the same media gets a veteran like Brett Favre to come to town, wonders why Tarvaris Jackson ever lost his job in the first place? Come on dudes, one or the other.

3. Why does the goofy Yankee media (which means all the baseball writers in America) continue to tout Mark Teixeira as the American League MVP when Teixeira is hitting just .279 with 32 homers and 101 RBI while their own Derek Jeter, hitting out of the leadoff spot, is batting .330 with 17 homers, 61 RBI with 95 runs scored? Sorry, but  Detroit’s Miguel Cabrera has better MVP numbers (.339/28 homers/84 RBI/.567 slugging percentage with a lot less help in the lineup) than Teixeira.

4. How can a bankruptcy judge accept an offer of $140 million for a bankrupt hockey team when another offer of $212.5 million is on the table? I thought a bankruptcy judge was supposed to be on the creditors’ side.

5. Then again, how does Gary Bettman keep his job as commissioner of the NHL when he runs around bad-mouthing current owners and prospective owners, who all pay their bills, while singing the praises of owners and former owners who stole money and went to jail? Is this the Bernie Madoff League?

6. Why do people still want to believe that professional athletes are role models?

7. Why is it that Butch Goring, John Ferguson, Lorne Chabot, Billy Reay and Murray Murdoch are NOT in the Hockey Hall of Fame, but Clark Gillies, Steve Shutt, Cam Neely, Bernie Federko and Jim Gregory  are? That’s a freakin’ joke.

8. Why do referees and umpires still believe that instant replay is the enemy when, in fact, it’s the best friend they have?

9. Why does the mainstream media keep saying that steroid and HgH users are “cheaters” and are “taking shortcuts” when, as anyone who has ever been in a gym knows, the second you decide that performance enhancers are for you, you have to be prepared to work three times harder than you were working before? Those drugs create more work, they don’t make anything easier.

And finally…

10. Why do the NHL owners STILL believe that Phoenix is a good idea?

Three more little things pounding in the back of my head…

I just can’t help myself. Like most sports fans, little things bug me and I can’t them out of my cranium.

For instance…

1) I love NASCAR, but this year, things have been crazy — and often dull. The races are too long, there are too many cautions, the cars all look the same and there are so many dead spots in the TV telecasts, that it’s almost as snoozy as golf tournaments without Tiger.

Lately, however, things have become very troubling and now NASCAR has a real mess on its hands.

And they can blame it all on drug testing.

NASCAR now wants a federal judge to reverse his own ruling that lifted the ban on driver Jeremy Mayfield and will now allow Mayfield to compete. NASCAR wants the judge to reinstate the ban and keep Mayfield off the track in order to protect its questionable drug-testing policy.

After weeks of speculation, NASCAR finally claimed that Mayfield had tested positive for methamphetamines, but during Mayfield’s appeal, the judge said the chance of a false positive was, “quite substantial.”

Quite substantial?

OK, so it’s partly Mayfield’s fault. Anyone who would turn over their fluids to these phony drug testing labs, is taking a gigantic chance. Still, when a judge calls the chance of a false positive, “quite substantial,” then somebody should start looking into these labs.

Nowhere else on earth does anyone claim to be without error. Yet these “flawless” labs take an athlete’s fluids and then come back and return verdicts of guilty (or not guilty) even though the fluid bottles are opened by humans and tested by humans. The chance for contamination is overwhelming, but sports associations believe every word these labs tell them. And yet there is no proof that the tests were even done on the subject’s fluid. They could have been done on a dog’s pee for all anyone knows.

Drug testing is done randomly, arbitrarily and without scrutiny, for huge costs to the sport associations. We’d all be better off if sports were all like the CFL. Don’t test, don’t care.

And the popularity of the CFL has proven that the fans DO NOT CARE.

2) Poor Mike Kelly The media in Winnipeg already hates him and he’s only lost one game (19-17 In a rain storm IN Edmonton).

Now that the Bombers will be without 1,000-yard wide-receiver Derick Armstrong, some of the Winnipeg pundits (none of whom have ever played a sport or coached one) are blasting Kelly for everything except the African AIDS epidemic.

Armstrong, a very good receiver, has had his locker cleaned out and is being shopped around the CFL because he refused to play in a football game.

It was a stupid decision and one figures if Armstrong had apologized for an error in judgment (a big error in judgement), Kelly would have let the thing go. But Armstrong didn’t apologize and only made things worse by using some crazy excuse that he wasn’t “respected” enough.

Oh, bite me. Nobody in the CFL is respected. The contracts aren’t guaranteed. It’s minor-league football. If you refuse to play, you should be cut. Kelly cut Armstrong. there is no controversy, other than the one the local newspapers want to create.

3) After spending a weekend in Minneapolis watching the Twins and Tigers, I’ve come to the following conclusion: If you simply walk Joe Mauer and Justin Morneau every time they come to the plate, you will beat the Minnesota Twins every single time you play them.

Sure, it will look chicken-shit but you’ll win.

Michael Cuddyer just doesn’t provide enough protection in the lineup for two of the best hitters in the game. Frankly, I’d never throw a strike to either one of them.

No Booze at Bomber Game in Toronto This Summer.

Hey Bomber fans, we know how much you love the Appleton’s Rum Shack at Canada Inns Stadium. We know how much the East Side revels in its ability to drink more and cheer louder than any other gathering of fans in the CFL.

 

Well, if you’re among “The Proud, The Many, The Drunks,” at Bomber games, you’ll probably want to avoid the airplane to Toronto on Aug. 1. 

 

Winnipeg fans love to head to T.O. every summer to watch the Bombers face their arch-rivals, the Toronto Argos. It’s a nice weekend and it’s always loads of fun. This year, however, there will be no beer at the ball yard.  

 

In a statement issued on Friday night, Rogers Centre officials admitted that provincial liquor licensing inspectors, citing “drinking infractions at several unnamed past events,” will close down liquor sales at three sporting events this year.

The Alcohol and Gaming Commission of Ontario advised the Rogers Centre’s Food and Beverage Dept., last week that it would suspend liquor licences for the April 7th game between the Toronto Blue Jays and the Detroit Tigers, the Jays’ April 21st game with the Texas Rangers and the Argo-Bomber game on Aug. 1.

So, Bomber fans, ahh, wear a big coat and BYOB?

NHL GMs Spend Hours Talking About Fighting in the NHL. Newspapers dying faster than we thought.

TAMPA — I love all the angst over the National Hockey League’s fighting issue for a number of reasons. 

 

Those reasons include, but aren’t limited to, the old mainstream media’s attempt to deal with the issue on a “Letters to the Editor” basis. You know what that looks like: “Our readers have had it with fighting,” the headlines blare. 

 

Yeah, sure they have. The people who write letters to the editor are generally the people who haven’t paid for a hockey ticket in more than a decade. These are the people who haven’t watched a game and haven’t even looked at the standings since the Jets left Winnipeg. Of course they have an opinion on fighting.

 

It’s like that donkey host of The Reporters on ESPN (his name escapes me). He hasn’t paid any attention to hockey since the day Versus got the U.S. rights to live telecasts, but he sure had an opinion about fighting in the NHL on Sunday. He couldn’t tell the difference between a hockey puck and a curling stone but that didn’t deter him from telling the rest of us what’s best for the NHL. He’s a typical New York TV commentator and he’s the biggest problem the NHL has. That’s because he’s the guy the New York-based NHL is trying to tailor its game toward: A guy who has never been to an NHL game and will never go.

 

Fact: No hockey fan has ever left an arena when the fight started. 

 

Sure, it’s possible to find a way to get fighting out of the game, but why in heaven’s name would we want to do that?

 

One simply has to look at the numbers, to see why the general managers spent so much time discussing fighting at their winter meetings in Naples, Fla., last week. Coming out of the lockout, in 2005-06, there were fewer fights in the NHL than at any time in the previous 30 years. Then a year later, the Anaheim Ducks took part in the highest number of fights in the game and they won the Cup. Now, fights are growing at a pace not seen since the late 1980s when teams (in 1987-88) averaged 2.1 fights per game. 

 

Obviously, if games are called tightly and the officials stop allowing the weasels (not the goons, the weasels) to skate around elbowing people in the head (Todd Fedoruk, Darcy Tucker, Steve Ott, the old Sean Avery), then fights won’t be as necessary as they are today.

 

But because the media (and a few fans) whined about all the power-plays during that “New NHL” season (the one after the lockout), the league obviously told the officials to stop calling it so closely. With that, the weasels took over the game and the only way to stop the weasels is to send the goons out after ‘em.

 

The NHL could stop fighting with the same rule change instituted by college hockey: Fight and you’re suspended. But why take fighting out of the game when the fighters do more to maintain control than the officials? 

 

And also, despite all the stupid polls, dimwitted New York TV commentators and letter-writing campaigns, fighting sells tickets.

 

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THE SLOW DEATH OF AN ICON 

 

ORLANDO — Along with the news that FP Newspapers Limited Partnership (publishers of the Winnipeg Free Press, the Brandon Sun and the Canstar papers) lost $500,000 in the fourth quarter of 2008 after making $4.6 million in 2007, comes word that more and more American newspapers are going under.

 

The San Francisco Chronicle and Seattle Post-Intelligencer could go  down any day. The Minneapolis Star-Tribune and Chicago Tribune are in bankruptcy protection. The Rocky Mountain News has ceased to publish.

 

The death of printed newspapers will be a slow death, but it will still be a death. Sadly, the people who ran the business in the 90s and early 2000s didn’t see it coming. They were either dishonest (that would cover the ones I worked for), ignorant or just plain unaware. Newspapers have been treading water for years and now they’re about to sink. It’s sad, but inevitable. When the vast majority of your readers are over 60, death is as certain as taxes.

 

On Saturday in Lakeland, as the Detroit Tigers played host to the Toronto Blue Jays at Joker Marchant Stadium, the press box was about half full. There was a time when you couldn’t get a seat in the press box at Joker Marchant, especially if the Blue Jays were in town, but fewer and fewer sports journalists are traveling to spring training these days — mainly because there are fewer and fewer sports journalists around — so if you have a spring training media pass this year, you can sit anywhere you want. 

 

After Saturday’s game (a game that was pretty dull considering that the Blue Jays didn’t bring any big names to Lakeland while the five best Tigers are playing in the World Baseball Classic), we got back to the hotel in Orlando and as I stopped to get a coffee at the Starbucks in the lobby, I noticed that the old Orlando Sentinel racks were filled with scarves, on display with a hand-written note on top,  telling prospective buyers that the scarves were 30 per cent off. 

 

Like so many papers, the Sentinel no longer fills the hotel racks outside downtown Orlando. Way out here in Lake Buena Vista, the hotel gives away internet access, as well as about five different ESPNs, and as a result the newspaper has become obsolete.

 

There is simply no need to read the sports page anymore. Almost all the news in it has already been telecast on ESPN (TSN in Canada) — more than 12 hours earlier — and anything else a reader would need, is on the internet, often days in advance.

 

Daily newspapers got old, tired, dull and pretentious. News was replaced with inanity. A newspaper mob formed and that led to horrible journalistic decisions such as the U.S. rush to war in Iraq, the Duke lacrosse case and the Barry Bonds witch hunt. Most of the people who wrote about these issues had no first hand knowledge of any of it, but they kept plugging away at it anyway. 

 

Small, local magazines and weekly or bi-weekly niche newspapers will survive and prosper. Big dailies with huge buildings, hundreds of employees, fleets of cars and trucks and overpaid editors are just about toast.

 

It’s sad, but in recent years, all newspapers have been able to do well is hurt people. That’s another reason why there won’t be that many people missing newspaper when they go.  

 

In the meantime, someone still has to figure out a way to turn a profit off an internet information site. If that ever happens, the recession will be over.