U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A!

Why do the athletic achievements of people I've never even met have such an enormous impact on my emotional state? It really has no consequence on my personal life, I don't gamble on games so it doesn't effect me financially, nothing is really going to change in my daily activities based on the outcome of a sporting event other than how I perceive the world around me... Let's set the scene for today's events...

I've been following the World Cup pretty rabidly... waking up early before work to watch games. Sneakily following matches on my computer at work, scheduling my lunch break to catch as much of the action as I can on the TV in the kitchen. So this morning I got ready early so I could watch the first half of USA - Algeria before I left for work. Then I listened to the first few minutes of the second half in my car on the way to my job, then watched the game on the TV in the kitchen there before I had to be at my post at 8:30. At that point I was following the action in a chat room on my phone because our network was down today. But as the time disappeared from the game I grew disheartened. Before I could believe it 90 minutes were in the book, the score was still tied after numerous chances and what appeared to be a legit goal taken away for the second straight game, and the US was going to be eliminated. I was already plotting how I wouldn't care about the rest of the World Cup because the refs had screwed the US and soccer was just a giant waste because superior teams could be held back. It wasn't fair! There's a reason all us smart Americans ignore this stupid game most of the time. I was going to be depressed and looking at the negative side of everything for at least the next couple of hours if not the whole day. And then one word appeared in lower case letters in the chat box of the webcast I'd been forced to resort to...

"score"

Here's what went through my head in the next 1.4 seconds:

Yes! Wait... I'm not hearing anything from the people watching the game on TV in the kitchen... maybe it was England scoring again since they were simulchatting both games. No - it was the commenter from the US game. Please tell me it wasn't Algeria scoring. I'm gonna leave my post for a couple seconds and run to the TV...

Yes! The shouting came from the kitchen as I made my way there... but last time this happened a ref took away the winning goal on a phantom call... the 1 is up on the board -- they are replaying it -- YES!!! U-S-A!!! U-S-A!!!

That was a remarkable turnaround in emotion. From unbelieving, angry dismay to complete exaltation... just a giant sigh of relief. And now I feel better about myself and the world around me. I guess in this case it's nationalistic pride -- but I don't think I've ever met someone from Algeria or Slovenia -- so it's not like they were gonna rub my face in it. (I'm sure both countries inhabitants are just masters of smack talk though). So why does it make such a difference to me?

I connect my fortunes to teams from Detroit because that's the geographical region I grew up in, but I don't live there anymore -- so it's not really "home" but maybe its still providing an emotional connection to "home." Which I suppose would explain my allegiance to teams like the Buffalo Bills and Penn State. Even though I didn't live there, my parents were from those regions and rooted for those teams -- so by rooting for them, I felt emotionally connected to my parents.

Is it that simple? Sports just give me an outlet to share emotions with family and friends? So even if the U.S. had lost shouldn't that have been ok too? It would've given me the chance to express disappointment and frustration with those I care about. But perhaps I feel an excess of those negative feelings in my everyday life. So by spending time and energy connecting to teams that win, I substitute their success for the lack of my own success? That's a bit depressing... Oh well. I'm gonna shut that part of my brain down for now and watch the replay of today's game on ESPN. U-S-A!!! U-S-A!!! U-S-A!!!!

Crazy grades the first quarter of the NFL Season

We just finished Week 5 of the NFL season, and that means every team has played 4 games... so let's take a look around the league to look at the winners, losers, and surprises in the early part of the 2009 NFL season.

AFC EAST:
Winners: The Jets taking a young rookie quarterback and winning their first three games was pretty amazing. Perhaps even better is how completely the entire team has bought into the brash bravado of Rex Ryan. If there was anyone on the team that didn't buy into his hiring before, they seem to all be on board now. And even having lost to the Dolphins Monday night, any Jets fan would take being atop the division even if it did mean only 3-2.
Losers: After a tough loss to the Patriots in week 1, and then crushing Tampa Bay in week 2, the Buffalo Bills have looked awful of late. I actually had some higher hopes for the Bills, thinking Lee Evans and TO would actually be able to work well together to move the offense, and I also thought the defense was improving. But the loss to Cleveland (who I think is one of the worst teams in the league) solidifies how pathetic they are right now.
Surprise: The biggest 'surprise' to me is the Patriots being 3-2 at this point. This is not anything Pats fans have to worry about. New England will be fine-Brady will eventually be Brady again, they'll put up points, they'll play good defense-they'll be fine. Keep in mind that the Patriots being on your schedule is STILL one of those 'circle' games (games that other teams circle before the season as a big game), and their two losses this season have been very emotional games for both of the winning teams (NY Jets and Denver). So, while a 3-2 record for the Patriots is surprising, I don't think it's indicative of who they are as a team.

NFC EAST:
Winners: Clearly, the New York Giants are the class of the NFC. I almost wanted to put them into the surprise category because the receiving corps has really surprised and impressed me. Steve Smith and Mario Manningham are playing very well with 57 receptions and 7 touchdowns between the two. It seems the only question for the Giants going into the season has found two answers.
Losers: Even though they are sitting at 2-3, I think the Washington Redskins have looked pretty awful so far this season. Jason Campbell is still in limbo between solid NFL starter and permanent backup quarterback. This team has too much talent to not play better than they do.
Surprise: The biggest surprise of the young season in the NFC East is that the Eagles offense didn't really miss a beat when All-Pro quarterback Donovan McNabb was out for a couple of weeks with a rib injury. Is the fact that the offense could still be so effective an endorsement of Kevin Kolb, or is it an indication of how potent the Eagles offense has now become? Regardless, the Eagles are rolling over teams right now.

AFC NORTH:
Winners: I think any team that can claim wins against the Steelers and the Ravens is the winner so far in this division: that team is the Cincinnati Bengals. Palmer is returning to form and a defense which has been suspect in recent seasons has solidified... the emergence of Antwan Odam as a legitimate pass rusher (8 sacks so far) has helped the front seven and the secondary has been aided by the acquisition of Roy Williams. All a lot of teams need to learn how to win those close games, and with three of their victories by 3 points a piece, it seems the Bengals have finally figured out how to win.
Losers: The Cleveland Browns are terrible.
Surprise: When I sat in Lambeau field and watched the Cincinnati Bengals dismantle my Packers, I thought it was just the ineptitude of my Packers. But the win this week against the Ravens, and their spot at the top of the AFC North, shows that this team is for real. Cedric Benson looks well on his way to winning Comeback-Player-of-The-Year... as he has more yards at this point in the season than Adrian Peterson.

NFC NORTH:
Winners: While most people thought they would be good, I don't think anyone had the Minnesota Vikings at 5-0 through five games. And, if they did, I bet they thought Adrian Peterson would have way more than 481 yards and Favre would have less than 1,000. But Favre, for yet another time in his career, has turned a crappy receiving corps into a serviceable one. The defense is again proving how good it is... this team seems to have no major flaws.
Losers: As much as it pains me to say this, the most pathetic showing in the NFC North so far this season has been my Green Bay Packers. A 'pressure' defense that can't get pressure? A bunch of deep-threat receivers who can't go deep because the quarterback is too busy getting killed? The Packers have looked pathetic on offense, and have been fortunate enough to create some turnovers on defense. Where is the team that destroyed its preseason opponents? All I know is that Mark Tauscher better be ready to play, because that offensive line has been... (wait for it)... OFFENSIVE!
Surprise: Despite having no wide receivers to speak of, and losing their All-Pro middle linebacker for the season, the Chicago Bears are sitting at 3-1. Jay Cutler may be one of those special quarterbacks who can make terrible wide receivers into pro-bowlers. Or maybe not. Regardless, he has this team believing in him and the Bears look like they're gaining momentum as the season has progressed.

AFC SOUTH:
Winners: Clearly the Colts are the best in the AFC South. Peyton Manning is playing out of his mind right now and Pierre Garcon and Austin Collie are playing very well for the injured Anthony Gonzalez and the cut Marvin Harrison. Unless the rest of the league figures out a way to slow Manning down, the Colts are going to compile a lot of victories this season.
Losers: While this is also one of the bigger surprises in the league, the Tennessee Titans being 0-5 at this point in the season completely astounds. I can understand but can't entirely agree with the outcry for Vince Young... whether or not I feel he's a good quarterback is irrelevant--being 0-5 with a 36 year old starting quarterback, it's probably time for the Titans to see what the future holds in VY.
Surprise: While I could see the Titans being here, I'm going to say that the continued mediocrity of the Houston Texans is my big surprise here. The Texans have all the pieces: a good quarterback, an amazing Wide Receiver in Andre Johnson, a good running game, an emerging defensive line (thanks to Mario Williams), fantastic young linebackers like Brian Cushing and DeMeco Ryans... but here they are again at 2-3 staring another 8-8 season in the face. We all keep waiting for the Texans to get over the hump, but it doesn't look like this is the season either.

NFC SOUTH:
Winners: The New Orleans Saints are looking great so far this season. Drew Brees continues to defy all logic for the size of an effective NFL Quarterback and challenges passing records. I can say I certainly didn't see this coming, I haven't watched much of the Saints so far this season, so I have no idea how good they are or can be.
Losers: While I will admit, the Tampa Bay Bucs being 0-5 is pretty bad, but the Carolina Panthers have WAY more talent than the Bucs, yet are 1-3. Perhaps the worst off season move was the extension of Jake Delhomme... who looked absolutely awful against Arizona last season in the playoffs. I thought at the time that he was done in Carolina, but, instead they extended his contract and didn't bring anyone in to challenge him. This would be an "I told you so" moment, had I actually committed what I was thinking at the time down to paper. Or told anyone who I could now gloat to.
Surprise: Honestly I'm surprised by both the Saints being this good, and the Panthers being this bad. Can't anyone, for the love of God, win this division two years in a row? What is it about the NFC South that dictates a good team one year should be a terrible team the next?

AFC WEST:
Winners: With a 5-0 record, the Broncos are definitely the winner so far in the AFC West. That defense which was a complete sieve last season has sured themselves this season, allowing only 26 points through the first 4 games. And after watching the Denver/NE game, I think that Knowshon Morano is much better than advertised. I was very impressed by his vision and power. And Brandon Marshall is one of the most talented young receivers I've seen in a very long time.
Losers: Both the Oakland Raiders and the Kansas City Chiefs are awful. They are horrible teams.
Surprise: While I almost want to put the Chargers being a mediocre 2-2 here, the surprise in the AFC West is without a doubt the 5-0 Denver Broncos. While I, myself, figured they'd go 3-0 (just look at the schedule), I had them at 3-2 at this point. And did anyone think the Brandon Marshall situation would end in anything but disaster? Is Josh McDaniels a genius? or have they been lucky? What the hell is the "wild horses"? I guess the rest of the season will tell us.

NFC WEST:
Winners: The San Francisco Pants Droppers are playing very well, despite only a 3-2 record. Patrick Willis may be the next great linebacker and Frank Gore's talent cannot be denied. It'd be nice if he didn't get injured so much, but Gore is a beast. Even though they might be the best in the NFC West, they got absolutely destroyed by Atlanta this weekend. What happened there? Perhaps this is only a good team compared to the rest in the division?
Losers: Anyone who roots for a team in the NFC West.
Surprise: The defending NFC Champion Arizona Cardinals are 2-3 and have, so far, not looked very good. I thought, after last year's playoffs, that Larry Fitzgerald was ready to be THE best wide receiver in the league... but so-far he has disappointed, ranking third on the team in receptions. Where is the explosive offense and the ball-hawking defense we saw in the post-season last year? I don't count them out yet, as they really made their push last season near the end, but I thought the momentum gained by almost winning the Super Bowl would have carried over a bit more.

C'est La Vie say the old folks...

The beauty of the baseball playoffs, especially the first round, comes in their brevity.

Take the series sweeps we just saw. Two were beyond shocking, the other, totally predictable, if slightly frustrating to watch.

The Dodgers, a team that for eight days couldn't get the single win it needed to finally put its division to bed, managed to defeat two of the best three starting pitchers in the National League in two days, while sending out major question marks from their own rotation. Meanwhile, the best hitter on the planet, Albert Pujols, is made to look like Nick Punto for three games, and Matt Holliday, a man who's about to make $120 million this winter, gets to live on in the nightmares of every Cardinal fan for years to come. St. Louis was the best team in the National League in the second half, and the margin was not close. Yet the Dodgers, the best team of the first half, crushed them.

The Angels have been the wholly owned property of the Red Sox since the tragedy of Donnie Moore in '86. They were blitzed in 04, 07, and again last year. To be frank, I expected them to win a game, perhaps two, in this series. What I didn't count on was Jared Weaver beating the best postseason starter of his generation, then the Sox wasting a most unexpected effort from Clay Buckholz, and having a pitcher who hadn't given up a postseason run in his career give up three, all with two outs. Five consecutive Angels reached base after the second out off of Papelbon, who may well have pitched his last game as a Red Sock.

Perhaps it's fitting then, that the Yankees beat the Twins in the way they always do. Doing everything "the right way," is great, until you run into folks who do the same thing, and have more talent than you do. The series really was the proverbial knife to a gunfight scenario. The Yankees flicked their wrists to send balls out, the Twins had to scrape and scrape. The minute Punto ran through the stop signal, the series was over. I'll admit, I didn't quite know who to root for, but frankly, game three was a no lose situation. Either the Yanks would lose or that G-d-forsaken building, with it's funny hops and baseball colored roof, can finally be simply an unpleasant memory.

L'affaire McNair

Steve McNair's passing, and the general media reaction have confounded me.

There seems to be two opposing viewpoints. One seems to be the straight, let's remember the on-field warrior, the man who literally, it seemed, could not be kept out of any game unless a limb was literally hanging off his body. This is a totally reasonable, especially as the actual facts of the case trickle out of Nashville, but does seem somewhat naive. The nature of the death, murder, by a 20-year-old woman he was having an affair with, seems like something that's going to stick in the public's memory, especially since McNair never had a crowning glory moment

The other tack, as exemplified here by Jason Whitlock, of condemning McNair as a bad guy for having an affair and not spending enough time with his kids, seems unduly harsh. He may have done wrong by his kids, and his wife, but there's something you need to remember:

This was a murder-suicide. And it was McNair, the older, larger more powerful person, who was the victim of murder. This was not Chris Benoit, where the lasting image of one of the finest technical wrestlers ever is completely tarnished because the only thing you remember is that he killed both his wife and his special needs son before hanging himself. Steve McNair was shot, it seems, in his sleep, defenseless. This wasn't self-defense gone wrong, McNair did not menace anyone. He was shot, to death, while he slept, by a woman who, it seems, was coming apart at the seams.

I don't care for adulterers. Maybe Steve McNair was going to get his for that particular sin, whether in a divorce proceeding or a public tarnishing of his image in Nashville, a la Kirby Puckett. But I sympathize with murder victims. I sympathize with a wife left without a husband and four sons left without a father. Steve McNair did not choose to leave those children behind. He did not abandon them. He was taken from them.

How to fall in love... with a mediocre baseball team

The wonderful, and to be honest, quite awful, thing about baseball is that it lasts from April to October. And not like the way the NBA or the NHL do it, where there's plenty of off days, or the NFL, which has a year-round news cycle, but only, say four and a half months of actual action, and then only one day a week. No, baseball's played every day, which means six or seven days a week you have the opportunity to feel a different emotion, depending on how your team fared that particular night.

For a while I didn't understand this, or really could only understand it when it came to October, watching in 2003 in Chicago as Cubs fans died a little inside after game six, while hoping in vain for Kerry Wood to come through against the Marlins, karma, the Fates and probably the Odin-power to win Game seven, while simultaneously the Red Sox and Yankees engaged in the opening act of the now half-decade long drama of Empire vs. Nation, Grady Little leaving Pedro in and Aaron Boone homering off Tim Wakefield. I saw it in '04, when the wealthiest team, in terms of dollars and titles, in American sport managed to blow the most commanding of leads to the team it had perpetually spanked for three-quarters of a century. Even in '05 as the one AL team more cursed than the Red Sox rose up with some spectacular pitching to win it.

But since '06 I've come home, to root hard for the team of my childhood, the Tigers. And while '06 was magical (til the end), and then '07 was nice in its own way, with a batting title and no hitter and a quality team throughout. Then came last year, where it seemed the Tigers put out an nonathletic team that excelled only in depressing its fans with unrealized potential.

This year's different. From the moment Gary Sheffield was bought out in spring training, this team's been flawed offensively. And not just a little bit. Carlos Guillen was barely above the Mendoza line, then went on the DL, and may return in a few weeks. Magglio Ordonez has gone from a batting champ and MVP candidate in '07 to an overpaid singles hitter who kills nearly every rally with a double play in '09. And even players like Curtis Granderson and Placido Polanco aren't hitting as they've done in the past. The pitching's been good, not great, especially watching Dontrelle Willis succumb to The Thing, and Rick Porcello go through the growing pains I suppose all good pitchers go through (I don't know for sure as for the entirety of the 90's the Tig's staff was awful, to the point that acquiring pitching was the single most frequent suggestion on local sports talk radio).

But, over 162 games, or even 81, its watching a team with flaws overcome them that make you love them. Seeing Ryan Raburn or Clete Thomas come up with a big hit, or Adam Everett or Brandon Inge make a great defensive play to save a game makes some of the more painful moments worthwhile. And those painful moments help to temper things, to make you realize that despite their flaws, you have a team where each and every game matters, which makes you want to watch all the more.

Two Questions, One Answer..

Who is going to coach the pistons? How will they do with no Sheed or Chauncey (fantastic names future parents)? How will Ben Gordon and Villanueva fit in? Ok, those are too many questions for the title... I just want to know who the coach of this potential mess will be. Well, here is a quote from my candidate...

"I use it because you're naïve if you don't see the national full-court press picking away right now: A good point guard drives through a full court press, protecting the ball, keeping her eye on the basket... and she knows exactly when to pass the ball so that the team can WIN. And I'm doing that - keeping our eye on the ball that represents sound priorities - smaller government, energy independence, national security, freedom! And I know when it's time to pass the ball - for victory."

That's right. The second question of the week and the answer to both. Why did Sarah Palin resign? To coach the pistons. Her Baracuda knowledge of basketball is clearly unapproachable by the muppet voiced Avery Johnson. No word yet on what she would do if Rip Hamilton quit 40 games into the season.

Best Post Ever

I read a lot of sports articles online as I try to keep my mind from being completely decimated by the soul-crushing monotony that is my every day job. I even read a lot of the idiotic posts that people leave after the main article... I don't know why -- they almost never add anything to the discussion and tend to be overly populated with trolls leading to message boards that degenerate into flame wars and name calling. But today, my friends. Today was different. Today I read.... the best post ever.


http://sports.yahoo.com/nba/blog/ball_dont_lie/post/Magic-s-Pietrus-to-ditch-Kobe-endorsed-shoes-for?urn=nba,167799


Read the article. Read the comments. You don't have far to go -- it's number 7.

On Building Around An Icon

If there is one thing that this NBA season has taught us, it's that LeBron James is a once-in-a-lifetime talent. His jumping is much more explosive than most 6'8"-6'9" players, his speed is incredible for his size, his power is unparalleled for most Small Forwards, and he is a much better shooter, particularly from 3-point range, than when he came into the league. His game seems constantly evolving and improving, and it seems the sky is the limit for his abilities.

If there is one thing that the Cavaliers/Magic series has taught us, it's that the Cavaliers haven't surrounded LeBron with the correct talents. Or much talent. Even after all the roster changes since LeBron got there, he's still forced to do everything, for the most part, himself. Yes, at the end of the game you want the ball in the hands of the league's MVP... but it's the rest of the game where LeBron needs more help.
So what do I think will help LeBron? Let's take a look at the roster and find out:

Backcourt: The knock on the Cavs for LeBron's first few years was that they had no one who could hit an outside shot. They have more than answered that problem... with Mo Williams, Delonte West, Daniel Gibson, Pavlovic, and-to some extent-Wally Szczerbiak. The problem here is that all these players are the same--they are all spot-up three-point shooters. Williams may be the only one who can get his own shot... but that's really not the point. The point is that none of these players are POINT GUARDS. They have no true ball-handler/facilitator on the roster. They have shooting guards... who they give the ball to on occation. But LeBron needs someone who can really handle the ball so that he can post up or run off screens and get open shots. The Cavs have no one who can take the pressure of bringing the ball up the court from LeBron. Even Jordan had Pippen who could bring the ball up and facilitate the offense. Now I'm not saying that these players are bad... I've actually been impressed by West, particularly that he can post up smaller guards and not only get shots, but quality shots from the post. The point here is that LeBron needs someone who can take some of the pressure of constant ball-handling off of him. Someone in the Deron Williams/Chris Paul mold. You know who would be perfect? Either Alston or Jameer Nelson, depending on who the Magic decide to keep next year (how great would it be to reunite Nelson and West in the backcourt?).
Additionally, I would like to see the Cavs get a Bruce Bowen-like defensive specialist guard with some size who can guard players like Kobe or Melo so that LeBron doesn't have to for 4-quarters.

Forwards: As much crap as I give Anderson Varejao, he is the kind of player LeBron needs around him--high energy, tons of effort, rebounding, flopping, all that good stuff. However, Varejao is NOT the type of player you want STARTING for you. Off the bench? He's perfect... giving energy and good minutes. But he is NOT a STARTER. LeBron needs a PF who can get the ball down on the block and make things happen with his back to the basket. The Cavs NEED a post presence. I understand wanting to stay out of LeBron's way on his way to the basket... but imagine if LeBron had someone offensively talented enough on his team that people actually doubled someone who isn't him! I thought Joe Smith could have been this guy... but apparently there isn't a whole lot of gas left in that tank. I know they'll never get Gasol or Garnett or Duncan... but that is the kind of player LeBron needs to help him with some low-post scoring. How about trading for the Clipper's Al Thornton? He might actually be expendable in LA, especially since the Clips are about to get Blake "I want to see his parents, I hope they show them on the telecast, oh good they did" Griffin.

Center: LeBron doesn't need any scoring help here if he can get himself some scoring at the 4. So all James needs from this position is a defensive-minded, rebounding specialist. Kind of like-oh I don't know-Ben Wallace. It's unfortunate that Wallace's skills have deminished so much in the past few years... because he would be a perfect compliment to James on my revamped Cavs team. If they can get a younger version of Wallace, all the pieces would be in place.

It doesn't seem like a lot, but these changes will turn the Cavs from a very good team, into a dynasty. And, yes, they already have a lot of pieces in place... but I am talking about them NEEDING 3 starters. That IS kind of a lot, particularly since you've been trying to build around LeBron for 5 seasons. The more I think about it, the more patetic I think the Cavs roster moves have been... and they have failed LeBron to surround him with the right people. If LeBron decides to leave, I hope he can find a team that will make a better effort to get the right people in place to give him the championship(s) he deserves.

The mystery of Kobe

There's no way Game 7 of the Lakers-Rockets series should be happening.

There is no way that a team that lacks any star power aside from Ron Artest, starts a 6'6" center, and and was facing a massive talent deficit before the series started, before losing its best player, should win two of three, and at worst would play the Lakers to a standstill over four games.

The result of game four was understandable. In a one game situation, being without a star, teams often can play in a different style that their opponent hasn't seen before. But Game 6, with the opportunity to keep their foot on the neck of the Rockets, the Lakers instead let them get up off the mat and hit back. 

The Lakers have, all postseason, shown a lack of killer instinct. The lone Jazz win in the first round series came after a late comeback. In Game 1 and Game 6, the Lakers closed after Houston had built up leads, it was as close as 2 in the 3rd, at which point the Rockets pulled away again. What's amazing about this lack of killer instinct is that they showed the same thing last year, most especially in blowing the huge lead in Game 4 of the Finals. It's also a damning result for the idea that Kobe Bryant's will is the equivalent if Michael's.

There are two men in NBA history who have shown that they would rather cut off their own limbs than lose, Michael Jordan and Bill Russell, the greatest winner ever. Both men willed their teams to wins they shouldn't necessarily have won, both men made their teammates substantially better, because those teammates both respected and feared them so much. Other players, Isiah Thomas, Larry Bird, Magic, Tim Duncan have had similar effects on teammates. Kobe's effect seems different. 

Kobe, so self-possessed, so self-aware, seems like he's always wanted to enter that group. To be thought of as one of the great leaders in his sport, since so often, leadership means success. And you always hear about how hard Kobe works, how much he's inspired LeBron to up his game this season in terms of preparation. 

But if that's true of his Olympic teammates, why hasn't Kobe's effort translated to the other Lakers? I think its a combination of factors. One, I don't really think Kobe's leadership is such that he can inspire guys to compete for him, either out of fear or love. He wasn't the Alpha dog of the Lakers championship teams, Shaq was. Leadership was provided by others as well, whether it was Horace Grant, AC Green, Big Shot Bob or Derek fisher. In the '04 season, nearly every major outlet wrote about how important Karl Malone was in leading that team, and how when he got hurt, the team disintegrated. Kobe makes a show of leadership. He glares, he snaps, he does the things he thinks make a leader. But they don't, at least not on their own. 

And maybe Kobe doesn't have that killer will either. It's one thing to work exceptionally hard, but its another to actually come through with an effort to inspire. Kobe hasn't done that since Shaq left. In each season ending series, the Lakers have essentially quit. They did so against Phoenix in 06 and again in 07, and did so in Game 6 last year. Kobe has not had a signature game where he's hobbled and toughs it out, no amazing comeback where he takes the team on his back, and no signature game in which he locks down the other team's best scorer. His own killer instinct is suspect, so it's not that surprising when his team's is as well.

Mannywood... the reaction

There's nothing quite like a positive steroids test to bring out the hyper self-righteousness of sportswriters. 

Does that mean that taking steroids is a good thing? Of course not. But the implication that somehow Manny Ramirez was Earth's greatest hero and the new hope of the game before last Thursday is profound revisionist history. He was a man largely reviled in New England for forcing his way out of the lineup of the defending World Series champion by allegedly being a malingerer. A man whose team placed him on irrevocable waivers after being within a few outs of a World Series in 2003. 

When sportswriters are angered, one must get out of the way, because quite frankly, you might be killed by the torrent of acidic venom. Bill Plaschke wrote that Manny should be "fired," others writing about how he's destroyed the Dodgers' season, and other equally histrionic protestations. But the real issue is this:

No one suspected it. And they didn't expect it because they assumed Manny was too stupid to keep up a steroid program.

The anger over steroids from sports writers primarily, I suspect, comes from having not suspected anything in the summer of 98. Everyone was so taken by the story of McGwire and Sosa, of the surly giant man with his adorably chubby son and the effusive enthusiasm of this wonderfully fun Dominican, that they didn't actually think about what might be happening to the record book. They also hated Bonds anyway, and notice that whenever Bonds' pursuit of records and connections to steroids were played up, his seemingly evil nature was always brought up as well. A-Rod's admission, it seemed, brought a similar reaction, because A-Rod's character was already under assault. 

Essentially, sports writers are loyal to the story, including stories they've created themselves. Anything that destroys that ready-made story, that's the violation.