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Tuesday, May 13, 2008
So the Feds finally pinched Barry Bonds.
Baseball's home run leader (unworthy of the title "King") today was indicted on 15 felony county of perjury for (allegedly) lying to the grand jury in the original December, 2003 BALCO case. At every step, Bonds has stonewalled, obstructed, lied, and acted as if he were above the law.
Barry Bonds became the poster child for everything that was wrong with sports: If you have ability, the rules don't apply to you. In Jeff Pearlman's searing biography "Love Me, Hate Me", Bonds' life was chronicled as a problem child from Day 1 who had no regard for anyone other than himself. It's a quick read, and one I highly recommend.
But the indictments handed down have nothing to do with the fact that Barry Bonds couldn't get along with people. This has to do with breaking the law. What Barry will learn in short order is that when you thumb your nose at Uncle Sam, be prepared to pay a heavy price, because the Feds don't mess around.
We'll see how it plays out.
On another note, my very, very best wishes to a longtime friend, Brewers public address announcer Robb Edwards, who had a heart attack earlier today and will undergo bypass surgery tomorrow. I worked with Robb at WTMJ and can honestly say he's one of the classiest broadcasters I have ever encountered. Any prayers and thoughts for a speedy recovery Robb would deeply appreciate.
On a brighter note, in the Miller Park press box I've been sitting (and am still as I write this) to next to legendary umpire Bruce Froemming, who now works for the commissioner's office as an umpire evaluator. It's been an incredible baseball education. We'll have him on the show in the next couple of weeks.
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Friday, May 9, 2008
So I'm sitting in the press box at Miller Park right now wondering "why can't this Brewers team EVER run the bases well?"
The so-called 'contact play' has been around the game as long as the spitball. The problem with the spitball is that it was outlawed decades ago - and the contact play wasn't.
The "contact play" is when a runner is on third base and breaks for the plate as soon as contact is made on the ball. The thought being that most teams will either concede the run or make a forced error at the plate. Either way, the run scores. Right?
WRONG.
All too often the Brewers have employed the contact play as a means to try to manufacture a run. Tonight in the 6th, they attempted it again. What the Brewers haven't apparently learned is that major league players can make easy throws to the plate and turn a promising inning into another frustrating exercise in futility.
Here's the scenario: With the Cardinals leading 3-2, Ryan Braun leads off with a single to center. He moves to 3rd on a Prince Fielder single to right. No outs - runners at the corners for Corey Hart. Hart hits a hot shot to Cesar Izturis at shortstop, Braun bolts for the plate, and is thrown out by 40 feet. If this were an isolated incident, fine. But it isn't. I lost track of how many outs the Brewers have run into because of the "contact play".
After Braun made the first out between 3rd and home, Bill Hall grounds into a 4-6-3 double play, ending the inning.
There was no guarantee that Braun would have scored from 3rd had he held on the contact play...but for a team to be struggling to hit the ball as much as the Brewers are, it's simply infuriating to watch this team just give away outs in critical situations.
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Friday, May 2, 2008
The Brewers were dealt a huge blow with the news that Yovanni Gallardo will miss the entire season with a torn ACL. The groans of "here we go again" have been heard from Ashland to Pleasant Prairie…from LaCrosse to Manitowoc.
Does it hurt the Brewers chances in the National League Central? Of course. But the Brewers are more than just one pitcher. At times like these we find out what the intestinal fortitude of athletes is.
Offensively, Prince Fielder and Ryan Braun have to continue to come up with the big hits. Newcomers Mike Cameron and Jason Kendall have to assert themselves as the veteran leaders we all know they are. On the mound, Ben Sheets has to stay healthy and lead a group of pitchers that (other than Jeff Suppan) have no idea what October baseball is all about.
From the dugout, Ned Yost will be tested. Tested on when to pull his pitcher…tested on when to manufacture a run…and tested to keep this team motivated despite losing what many of us thought might have been the final cog in the machine.
But it’s not time to panic. It’s not over, Brewers fans. Not this early.
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Thursday, May 1, 2008
This morning, Mike and I talked about Demetrius Brown, the seventh round pick of the Buffalo Bills. Demetrius is the illegitimate son of Karl Malone, who apparently impregnated Brown's mother when he was a sophomore on college, and she was just 12 years old. Occasionally I will defer this blog to another viewpoint. Today, I turn it over to the Buffalo News' Allen Wilson
If you’re a fan of NBA great Karl Malone, you might change your mind when you start reading this column.
If you never heard of Buffalo Bills rookie offensive tackle Demetrius Bell, you’ll be rooting for him when I tell you his story.
Bell was a seventh-round draft pick and two-year starter at Northwestern State, the same Louisiana school that produced cornerback Terrence McGee.
Bell is the son of Malone, but the Mailman had no role in Bell’s success except passing along athletic genes.
The two have had very little contact during Bell’s life. His mother, Gloria Bell, reportedly was only 13 years old and Malone a college sophomore at Louisiana Tech when Demetrius was born. Malone might have served jail time had her family asked the district attorney to file criminal charges.
Bell didn’t even know Malone was his father until after graduating from high school. When they finally met, Malone told the 18-year-old Bell it was too late to be his father, and that Bell would have to “earn his money on his own.”
In a 1998 story in the Salt Lake (Utah) Tribune, Gloria Bell said, “Demetrius is ashamed that his dad doesn’t claim him. But I’ve told him it is not his fault.”
Malone also fathered twins while in high school. One of them is WNBA star Cheryl Ford. It took years to claim the twins, and now he and his wife, Kay, fully accept them as part of their family.
But what about Demetrius? Doesn’t he deserve the same measure of love and recognition?
I can certainly relate to Bell’s experience. I didn’t meet my father until after my 40th birthday. Our separation was under different circumstances, but I can imagine how difficult it must have been for Bell not having a connection with the man partly responsible for his existence. At least my father and I have a relationship now.
As a first-time father, I can’t understand how any man could turn his back on his own blood. There’s a word for that, and it’s appropriate: Deadbeat.
Fortunately for Bell, he’s doing just fine without Malone. Bell has clearly moved on with his life.
“All of that’s behind me right now,” Bell said during a conference call Sunday. “I feel good I made it this far. Nothing against him, but I feel good at this time. If he would’ve been there, yeah, it would’ve been good. But if not, it’s even better. Everything is a plus right now.”
Bell has come a long way as a football player in a short time. His high school didn’t have a football team, so he focused on basketball and was good enough to earn a scholarship to Northwestern State. He played in 88 games, with six starts, and was one of four Division I athletes to play basketball and football last season.
Bell didn’t play offensive tackle until three weeks before the 2006 season opener at Kansas. That was the first of his 22 consecutive starts over the last two years.
Whether Bell will stick with the Bills remains to be seen. Seventh-round picks are the long shots on a preseason roster. But a player of his athletic ability deserves a good look.
“I’ve still got room for everything,” Bell said. “I think my strongest part is pass blocking. But I’m getting stronger by the moment. That’s a plus on my stopping the bull rush. Run-blocking is always getting better when I’m adding bulk and getting stronger. And technique- wise, it’s all about the coach teaching me his technique or what technique he wants. I think it’s all on the upside.”
Here’s hoping Bell has a long and prosperous NFL career. He might never be as great in his sport as Malone was in his, but Bell has already surpassed his father as a man.
Karl Malone should be in jail for pedophelia. What a waste of an alleged "man". I'm disgusted that I ever rooted for him.
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Friday, April 18, 2008
I know it was inevitable, but a good man got fired yesterday.
Larry Krystkowiak was a hard worker - both as a player and as a coach for the Milwaukee Bucks. The problem is that his work ethic never translated to most of his players.
Let me begin by saying as much as I personally liked him, Larry deserved his fate. No coach with players as talented as the Bucks are should be 30 games below .500. That is inexcusable, unacceptable, and unpardonable. In a results oriented business, the bottom line is the number in the left-handed column.
Is Larry Krystkowiak the only one to blame? No, but his inexperience was evident early on when he couldn't get his team to recover from a three-game losing streak after beginning the year 7-4. When a coach cannot get his players to respect him or his philosophies, that coach has to go - be it Larry Krystkowiak or Larry Brown. When a coach loses the locker room, it is time for a change. Unfortunately, that happened in very short order this past season for the Milwaukee Bucks.
So where does new general manager John Hammond go from here? Some names bandied about include Scott Skiles and Rick Carlisle. While neither of these candidates have a championship ring, they have won in the regular season. They've also gotten players to get with the program, play defense, and respect the game.
They've also been accused of wearing their players thin with their hard-nosed attitudes.
It can be said that the only coach the Bucks should hire is one that can lead them to a championship, and that Carlisle nor Skiles have what it takes to get that accomplished.
That may be, but you have to crawl before you can walk; you have to walk before you can run. In other words - the Titanic cannot be turned away from the iceberg by simply flipping a switch. It takes time.
The Bucks are not yet ready to run away to a championship. However, it is time they take those first, precious steps towards respectability.
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Wednesday April 9, 2008
It's been a while since my last blog. Since March 19, the Badgers and Golden Eagles were bounced from the NCAA Tournament, I took a week-long vacation to Florida, the Brewers began their season in Chicago, Tom Crean left for Bloomington, Kansas was crowned National Champion, and Buzz Williams took over at Marquette.
I think I'll tackle them one at a time. I don't know why Wisconsin continues to overachieve in the regular season and fail to live up to when the NCAA's roll around. Perhaps the Big Ten is a bit overrated? I do know that Bo Ryan is a tremendous coach. But how good of a recruiter is he? As for Marquette, no big man = early exit. Think it's coincidence that Kansas was able to wear down Memphis? But we'll get to that.
My vacation was nice. I think we all work too hard in this country and we all should get at least three weeks off minimum every year. We would all be better rested, happier, and more productive. I had three goals for my time in the Sunshine State: golf, sleep in, and lay on the beach. I accomplished all three in rather short order.
The Brewers look pretty good right now, through seven games. They're going to score a lot of runs, but I still have concerns about the back end of the bullpen. Eric Gagne not only has blown two of three save opportunities, but he couldn't get anyone out when i counted in the second half of last year with the Red Sox. Keep a close eye on him.
So Tom Crean finally left Marquette. I get it that Indiana is a premier college basketball program, but why did it always seem as though he had one eye on the Golden Eagles and his other eye on whatever his next gig was going to be. The only thing worse than being a stepping stone is being flat-out used. I think Marquette was used.
Congratulations to Kansas on their National Championship. Up by seven with 2:00 left, Memphis lost their composure at the worst possible time. And shame on John Calipari for scolding us in the media for pointing out his team's lack of success at the free throw line. It turned out to be what cost them the trophy. Losing it in the manner in which they did will stay with them forever. As for the Jayhawks, credit them for making the plays when it counted, but our friends at Sports 56 WHBQ now have material for at least a month.
As for Buzz Williams, I wish him nothing but the best at Marquette. Because he's going to need it.
Marquette has four things that made it an attractive destination. 1) It is a basketball school. Like Kansas, North Carolina, Duke, UCLA, Syracuse, U-Conn, and for that matter, Indiana. The head basketball coach is the King of the Castle. 2) The best conference in the country in the Big East. 3) Excellent campus facilities. The Al McGuire Center is not only a gem of a building, it is a legitimate drawing card for players and coaches alike. 4) Marquette will pay top dollar for a top coach. They proved it with Tom Crean.
After Tony Bennett and Sean Miller passed the Golden Eagles up, it seems to the casual observer that Williams was elevated to the top spot because Steve Cottingham didn't want to keep looking, preferring to simply name someone and be done with it.
I hope I'm wrong.
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Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Larry Harris was fired today. Good for him.
I honestly think that for the good of all concerned, it was time for Larry to go. He'll be better off, but honestly, the Bucks will be as well.
A prevailing thought has been that he never had the authority to make the moves he needed to, to get this Bucks franchise to the next level. I would submit that even if he had any say in personnel matters at all, he should be held somewhat accountable for the mess that we have all been subjected to.
The fact is the Bucks have regressed, not gotten better. As bad as the Bucks were in 2006-2007, at least they had the excuse of injury. That cannot be said this season. Larry Krystkowiak seems in over his head and the players have obviously tuned him out. No coach wins it all in his first year, but most have more time on an NBA bench than Coach K did.
Whoever the Bucks new GM is, he needs to have the vision, experience, and authority to do whatever it takes to get this team back to where it belongs.
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Monday, March 17, 2008
If a tree falls in the forest, but there is no one there to hear it, does it still make a sound?
Saturday night at the Bradley Center, a small number of long-suffering Bucks fans donned paper bags over their heads and decided to make a statement. The problem was, few in the arena knew they were there. There were about 10-12 fans in the last row of the upper deck in the end zone sporting bags on top of their heads. Few, if any, saw them in the lower bowl.
Until they approached Sen. Kohl during the 4th quarter, and let their views be known.
There is a feeling among some Bucks fans that Sen. Kohl doesn't care whether or not the team wins or loses. That, I can say without hesitation, is categorically untrue. No one with a full-time job in Washington D.C. would make the trek back to Milwaukee to watch as many games as he does in person if he didn't care. Loses tear him up as much as anyone.
I just don't know if he can help himself.
My formula for success is pretty simple: A clean sweep....of the Senator's attorneys that advise him on personnel matters. Let the basketball people run the operation without interference from above. Since it appears Larry Harris' fate is sealed anyway, Sen. Kohl needs to make more than just a cosmetic sweep, promoting a GM from within and keeping Larry Krystkowiak. That won't satisfy the masses.
Let me say this about Coach K. I like Coach K. I think he has the right message for his players and I think he will make a very good coach. Someday. I was always a fan of the way that he played, and he seems to have the intensity it takes to succeed in a difficult business.
That said, it appears that he may have at times been in a little over his head because he doesn't yet have the experience to manage the massive ego's that accompany today's NBA player. His message - defend, move the ball on offense, and play the transition game - isn't getting through. I don't know if he has lost the locker room yet, but my observation of Saturday's loss is that the players are just waiting for April 16.
Right now, we all are.
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Friday, March 14, 2008
I think I've reached Nirvana. Right now I'm watching Bo Ryan's defense suffocate the Michigan Wolverines. This evening I will watch Marquette in the semi-finals of the Big East Tournament. Also tonight is the first televised Brewers game from spring training in Arizona.
As a sports fan in Wisconsin, does it get any better?
Perhaps, but the debate is endless. What is the best month of the year for sports fans? The answer is the same than if I asked 25 guys what color hair they prefer on a woman - blond, brunette, or redhead? There is no right answer because they all bring something to the table.
As far as what the best month of the year is, ardent football fans may chime in with September; with the leaves changing colors and toe meeting pigskin on the gridiron. Still others will say October because not only is football in the air, but baseball's postseason arrives with drama unfolding on every pitch.
For those of us that grew up here in the Upper Midwest, springtime is a ritual: A renewal if you will. A time where the icy death's grip of Old Man Winter subsides and the tundra begins its annual thaw. Before long, grass will start to grow. Birds will return from their sabbatical in the south. We won't need to cover ourselves from head to toe. Colors other than gray will paint the landscape as the circle of life begins anew.
I'm not sure where I can trace my love for baseball to - perhaps it was a natural response to springtime in Wisconsin. Whatever the case, for a lifelong baseball fan, I simply cannot get enough of the first games broadcast back from Arizona.
Couple that with sport's greatest postseason, the insanity known as March Madness, and for me, this is as good a it gets.
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Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Question: Why are Marquette fans so defensive about Tom Crean's record?
Case in point: Every time I bring up Coach Crean's postseason record on the air, Marquette fans and alumni alike come out in droves, trying to explain away postseason failures. Angry phone calls, e-mails, co-workers that were listening. It is always the same tired, played argument: "How many Final Fours does Bo Ryan have?"
When pointed out to them the answer is actually four, then it is "Yeah, but how many in Madison?". My response to that is the Badgers have exactly as many Final Four appearances as Marquette since Tom Crean has been the coach of the Golden Eagles - one. When pointed out that Bo Ryan has won three outright Big Ten titles, has the best winning percentage of any basketball coach in Big Ten history, does have four national championships while at UW-Platteville, has never missed the NCAA Tournament, and has made runs to the Sweet 16 and the Elite 8, it effectively ends the argument.
For the record, this is not a Tom Crean hatchet job. Far from it. He runs a clean program, graduates his players, and fills up the Bradley Center - at least for big games.
However, he also has won exactly four NCAA Tournament games in his 8 full seasons here in town. All of them came in 2003 during Dwayne Wade's rise to superstardom.
Is Tom Crean made of Teflon? I'm not sure, but for as highly respected as he is locally and nationally, I am surprised Golden Eagles fans aren't clamoring for more success in March.
Where champions are made.
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Monday, March 10, 2008
Have the Bucks already given up?
It seems impossible, but the same franchise that gave us Kareem, Oscar, Sidney, Marques, hell, even Ray Allen and Glenn Robinson has completely thrown in the towel. Players are playing for their own agenda, shots are being chucked up from all corners of the the Bradley Center, and losses have not only become commonplace, they're becoming expected.
It is easy to play the blame game. Is it Larry Krystkowiak? Larry Harris? Sen. Kohl? Michael Redd? Mo Williams? Yes, yes, yes, yes, and yes.
Sometimes in sports there is what I call a "culture of losing". In other words, no matter who is brought in - be it a player or a coach, losing becomes acceptable. As a competitor, that is the worst thing that can happen. It's happened to the Milwaukee Bucks. Losing is OK; losing is our 'lot in life', as my grandmother would say.
There is no easy answer. Some say to tear it all down and re-build from scratch. How is that the answer, when we can all see there is talent on the floor? Unfortunately, that talent is either unable or unwilling to harness their talent to play not as five individuals, but rather as one cohesive unit. Perhaps they can take a lesson from the best coach in the state of Wisconsin in some time, Bo Ryan. He's taken a bunch of no-names and made them into Conference Champions. Again.
As I said, there is plenty of blame to go around. Let's all just hope the Bucks can figure out a way to quell what seemingly has become one of the most disappointing teams in all of professional sports.
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Friday, March 7, 2008
How many times can one watch a legend say goodbye?
Yesterday, I, along with most of Wisconsin (and millions around the country) watched Brett Favre bid farewell to the game that he gave so much to. And while all of Wisconsin has been on hold this week as if we were mourning the death of a President, life now may finally move on for the man to whom we have treated this week as if he had indeed passed.
But unlike the rest of us, Brett Favre actually knows what it is like to die, hovering above his own funeral as if he were Huck Finn himself. Then again, in a sense, he has died. The athlete's first death often times is the more difficult of the two he will have to suffer.
All evening long, on both local and national sportscasts, the replay of the boy that became a man before our very eyes cried his out at the prospect of never suiting up on the field of battle again. Heading to bed last night, I thought I had finally come to terms with someone else in the Packers huddle.
Then FOX 6 sucked me right back in.
Don't ask me why I needed to watch, in its entirety, until 11:45, a news conference that I already saw earlier that day. But I was compelled to. I HAD to. Brett Favre was more than a quarterback. More than an icon. More than a legend.
Brett Favre was the very identity of a generation of Wisconsinites.
Over the years, there have been several constants here in the Badger State. Snow in the winter, mosquitoes in the summer, snow on Opening Day, and Brett Favre under center in the fall.. He was as comforting as Thanksgiving dinner at Grandma's house; as reassuring as finding a McDonald's while on vacation in Iceland.
How will we all feel when Number 12 is breaking the huddle? What if he falters in the starting role? The security blanket of one of the best that ever played is gone, and I don't know if it has quite sunk in yet. Perhaps it won't until September when the kid from Kiln is nowhere to be found.
But instead of feeling sad that an era has passed, one can only celebrate that Number 4 got to ride off into the sunset when he wanted to; not when the NFL told him to. And while Brett Favre did not have the same ending as John Elway, Jerome Bettis, or David Robinson, we will not have be subjected to seeing our hero carding a 15 over at Augusta, stumbling around center field in a Mets uniform, or overweight and a step slow in a Wizards jersey. Brett Favre went out on top - as a Green Bay Packer.
And for that we can all be grateful.
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Wednesday, March 5, 2008
How you feeling today? Still hungover? Did you spend yesterday and last night remembering the good times and lamenting what could have been? Did you spend your time riveted to FOX 6 watching their non-stop (and outstanding) coverage of "Tractor Watch '08: The Final Chapter"?
Yesterday was a watershed day for Wisconsin. Please do not mistake what I am saying: In NO way am I drawing a parallel between these events; but just as you know exactly where you were and what you were doing when 9/11 happened, the same is true of yesterday's news.
I know where I was. From what I've heard from many of you, I was the one to tell you that Brett Favre had decided to retire. It wasn't the news I wanted to bring you yesterday, but it was the truth. But a funny thing happened during WSSP's non-stop coverage of Brett's news.
I never got to digest the news as a Packers fan.
Today, I finally get it. Brett's not coming back. Ever.
My fondest memories of Brett Favre are both on the field and off. Taking batting practice at County Stadium, then playing catch with 8-year old Brittany. Ripping his helmet off grinning like a 10-year old after finding Andre Rison ovr the middle in Super Bowl XXXI. Holding the elevator for him at Lambeau Field in 1995 - just the two of us trying to make small talk for the 30-second ride up to the Packers offices. The miracle shovel passes that turned a sack into a completion. Watching the "Brant Brown Game" with him and six other reporters in 1998.
He was a special talent. He was an incredible guy to be around, even in the very limited time I got to spend with him. Certainly there are other reporters that know him far, far better than I do. But even to be in Brett Favre's presence will forever be a highlight of my career.
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Tuesday, March 4, 2008
So I guess this is it. After 16 years in Green Bay, Brett Favre has decided to call it quits. While the decision shouldn't have really shocked anyone, the Packer Nation mourns not the loss of the man, but rather the loss of the leader.
Athletes, if they're lucky, die two deaths: the end of their natural lives, like all of us, and the end of their careers. To some that hang 'em up, what you think should be the more tragic end isn't always.
We'll remember Brett Favre's highlights: The joy of a child on his face while winning the Super Bowl; the game of his life the night after his father, Irv, passed away. Winning three league MVP awards; amassing every significant record an NFL quarterback can have.
Today, I reflect on the day Brett Favre became the Packers quarterback. Ron Wolf traded a coveted first-round draft choice for a complete unknown. The reaction here in Wisconsin was that of anger and disbelief. The Packers had been floundering for decades and now this new guy named Wolf was doing WHAT? We couldn't even pronounce his name.
That day proved to be the day that Glory returned to Titletown.
To be sure, there were bumps along the way. Painful injuries. A stint in drug rehab. Postseason frustrations.
But through it all, no player ever showed more joy on a football field than Brett Favre. It is hard to imagine an entire state showing more sorrow now that he will never compete again.
Brett: Thank you. It was a joy to watch you play as a fan and it will always be a highlight of my career that I got to cover you for over 15 years.
There will never be another.
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Tuesday, February 26th
Tiger Woods. Roger Federer.
The two seem to be interchangeable in their sports. Tiger dominates golf like no one ever has; Roger dominates tennis like no one ever has.
Both admire each other's accomplishments. With all due respect, however, no one has ever revolutionized his or her sport like Tiger Woods. This past weekend, Tiger won the Match Play Championships 8 & 7 over Stuart Cink to win his 63rd PGA Tour event. At the age of 32, Tiger not only is just 18 wins away from breaking Sam Snead's all-time record, but moreover is responsible for the revolution of the entire sport.
Rewind the clock 15 years...before Tiger Woods was a household name. The image of men's golf was either that of an elitist game played by the wealthy at stuffy country clubs wearing ugly plaid pants. The image of women's golf was far less appealing than that. In a nutshell, golf was not a game that was played by anyone that could be considered cool.
But along comes Tiger.
Single-handedly, Tiger Woods inspired a generation of kids - boys AND girls - to take the game up. The explosion in equipment sales can be attributed to his popularity driving weekend duffers to try to channel their "Inner Tiger". He literally is responsible for creating the juggernaut that has become Nike Golf.
If anyone doubts the drawing appeal of Earl and Kutilda Woods' only son, go to a tournament Tiger is in. Follow him for one round. It will be an experience you won't forget. The hush of the crowd; the jockeying for position for the chance to crane your neck for the best possible view; the crush of fans lining up for an autograph.
Dominance can be measured in many different ways. Certainly wins are a part of that. Tiger has been perfect so far this year. But no one has ever had a perfect season, and it won't happen this year, either. But to be responsible for the revolution of an entire sport may never be accomplished again.
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Friday, February 22nd
What is the price of a name? Twenty-three years ago, Jane Pettit wrote a check to the city of Milwaukee for $71 million to construct the Bradley Center - named for her father, Allen-Bradley Corporation co-founder Harry Lynde Bradley.
Twenty years after the crown jewel of the downtown entertainment district opened, the building's board of directors is looking a gift horse in the mouth, and are considering selling the name of the arena.
Don Walker's article in the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel
Granted, the Bradley Center will soon be the second-oldest venue in the NBA and has limited revenue streams, but the board is missing the point. The name was bought by Mrs. Pettit, not rented by her.
The Bradley Center has evolved over the years, and certainly can still be improved - a high definition video scoreboard, a year-round restaraunt and retail store can still be added. However, the money must come from somewhere, but while I understand the Bradley Center board has to consider all options on the table, perhaps they can take a page out of Bob Harlan's book: preserve the name of the structure, but sell everything else. Instead of "Lobby B", the Miller-Coors Lobby can greet you, for example. If it can work in Green Bay, I find it hard to believe it can't in Milwaukee.
Mrs. Pettit passed away in 2001, but her generosity lives on. The Bradley Center, Pettit National Ice Center, Red Arrow Park rink downtown, the Milwaukee Art Museum addition, the Boerner Botanical Gardens, not to mention numerous schools, hospitals, and parades could not have been made possible without her generosity. In almost every instance, she deflected credit and made her donations without fanfare.
The one exception was the Bradley Center. She wanted to honor her father. She wrote the check. She should have her wishes honored.
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