The only unfair commentary surrounding Te’o is this deluge of cynical, sexual-orientation speculation. The idea that a man fabricates a girlfriend to cloak his homosexuality is an alarming leap in logic.
It says here, in a strict athletic sense, that if you’ve been so good for so long a little latitude is in order.
I am an admitted, ardent Knicks hater and a rabid Carmelo Anthony detractor. But I’ve got his back on this Kevin Garnett deal. I’m good with Anthony stalking Garnett after the game. In fact, I’m disappointed that he didn’t bring a tire iron.
Griffin III did what he was trained to do, as did the men who let him do it. Why can’t misfortune be enough? Why can’t we just leave it to the football gods? Because we’re too busy being gods ourselves.
Ryan and his Jets are classic front-runners — bold and beautiful when the wind is at their broad backs — but shivering and shriveling when a little adversity taps at their front door.
If Notre Dame were playing anyone but Alabama and Nick Saban, I would guarantee that the Dome comes home with the hardware. But only one team has an absurd surplus of future Sunday stars. Alabama wins a classic, 27-23.
Matsui arrived just a little late to enjoy the spoils of the 1990s. But one could easily argue that that was the only time his timing was ever off.
Does Chan Gailey care when you lose your $30,000-per-year gig, that you were living check-to-check before massive layoffs? Does Mike Tannenbaum care that you can’t afford the COBRA premiums to keep your kids with health insurance?
The Giants’ annual blueprint for much of Tom Coughlin’s tenure has been a perilous playoff tightrope. And Sunday they finally slipped and plunged flat on their faces.
The decision to start Sanchez isn’t about Tebow, of course. It’s about the Jets, as always, and their penchant for punting all the goodwill and luster that they muster. And that’s because they do almost everything for the wrong reason every season.
One could – and I would – argue that Avery Johnson got the shaft. As soon as the Nets move into their new, cozy confines with a respectable squad, Johnson gets fired before he can coach an actual NBA roster for an entire season.
When a pro athlete fails to realize his potential there’s usually something more tangible and turbulent behind it.
Jason Keidel says there’s only one man for MVP — smash-mouth running back Adrian Peterson.
The Giants have the same coaches, players, and talent, but not the temerity
It’s hard to separate the Jeremy Lin — the man from the myth.
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