Archive for March, 2009

Sunday, March 29th, 2009

Newsday: Prahalis showing everyone her game is huge

BY ART SPANDER
Special to Newsday

BERKELEY,
Calif. — If she had something to prove, as Sammy Prahalis believed she
did, it has been proven. At 5-7, she looks up to most of the women in
college basketball. Then again, as her first season draws to a close,
nobody symbolically looks down on Sammy.

“It doesn’t affect me that much,” Prahalis — the former Commack star who now plays point guard for Ohio State — said of her size. “I go out to play. But I guess, because I am the
smallest, I had something to prove because everyone else is so big.”

Prahalis is the Big Ten Freshman of the Year, and she and Big Ten
Player of the Year Jantel Lavender led Ohio State to victory in the
first two rounds of the NCAA Tournament.
Prahalis had a career-high 23 points to go with seven assists in a
first-round victory over Sacred Heart. Ohio State met second-seeded
Stanford late last night in a regional semifinal.

Prahalis, a two-time Long Island Player of the Year and second-team Parade All-American, averaged 30.1
points, 7.7 rebounds and 7.9 assists per game as a senior for Commack
and finished with 2,373 points, second in Suffolk history. Now she has
become the quintessential point guard, making all the pieces fit for
Ohio State.

“Three times I’ve been in similar situations where freshmen were given the ball,” said Jim Foster, who became the Buckeyes’
coach in 2003 after long stints at Vanderbilt and St. Joseph’s. “In all
three situations, it was a byproduct of their intensity and how hard
they played.

“Samantha is an absolutely terrific athlete that
people enjoy watching play. She plays the same way at practice as she
does in games. There is no saving herself … Size is just one aspect
of basketball. I think Samantha [may be] the smallest player on the
court, but I think people will enjoy watching her.”

Foster
enjoys utilizing Prahalis’ multiple skills. She led the Big Ten in
assists with 5.79 per game and was first in assist-turnover ratio,
seventh in steals and 23rd in scoring at 10.0 points per game.

“I definitely like fast-paced basketball,” Prahalis said, and no one
who has seen her would ever argue with that. Her New York accent has
been quite noticeable in Ohio, too. “Yes,” she said with a smile, “they
kid me about it.”

Nobody chides Prahalis about her style:
aggressive and determined. College ball has been rewarding, especially
since Ohio State won the Big Ten championship.

“High intensity
and a lot of fun,” Prahalis said of conference play, which culminated
in a 67-66 win over Purdue in the Big Ten Tournament final March 8.
“But that’s what basketball has always been for me. Coming from
Commack, it has been a bit of a change, but not too much.”

Prahalis has an attitude, a requisite for anyone who’s in command. “You
have to play with one,” she agreed when told that Stanford coach Tara
VanDerveer said she is “cocky, in a good way.”

“You have to
play with a winning attitude,” Prahalis said. “If we play with passion
and confidence, we will be just as good as any team.”

Prahalis went up against Stanford freshman Nnemkadi Ogwumike last night. She was Prahalis’ roommate last summer on the U.S. team that went 5-0 at the FIBA Championships in Argentina.

“I haven’t talked to my teammates about her,” Prahalis said of the 6-2
Ogwumike. “She is a really good player. She is long and can run and
very versatile.”

For Prahalis, two out of three ain’t bad. She
can run and is incredibly versatile. She ranked in virtually every team
statistical category except rebounds.

“It’s always been in my head, ‘Work hard,”‘ Prahalis said. “If you work out every day, it will all come out in the end.”

No matter the final score of last night’s game, it was only the beginning of Prahalis’ college career.

“This is something I’ve been waiting for my entire life - to play in
the NCAAs,” Prahalis had said before her first tournament game.

When you’re not even 20, an entire life doesn’t consist of all that
much - but in her case, it’s a tease on how great she eventually can be.
team that went 5-0 at the FIBA Championships in Argentina.

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Saturday, March 28th, 2009

The city that can’t stop hurting

OAKLAND – This is
the city that can’t stop hurting. The city that can’t stop weeping.

 

Once, Oakland was
known as the home of the Raiders, the Athletics, the Golden State Warriors. Once
the questions were about Al Davis’ disconnect or Billy Beane’s “Moneylessball.’’

 

Now they’re about
death, about the killing of four policemen by a parolee who should never have
been let free.

 

Now the area that proudly labeled itself the “City of Champions” is a chump, an
embarrassment.

 

This is my city, Oakland, where I live, where I’ve worked, where I’ve watched the sporting heroes come and go, where I saw
Reggie Jackson and Jim Plunkett and Rick Barry lead franchises to
titles.

 

This is where
Catfish Hunter pitched a perfect game, Art Shell, Gene Upshaw and Bob Brown
blocked their way to the Pro Football Hall of Fame, Sleepy Floyd scored a record
29 points in the fourth quarter, 51 overall, in the NBA playoffs against the
Lakers.

 

This is the town to
which sports gave an identity, the town that no longer needed a postscript to
note it was across the Bay from San Francisco.

 

Now it’s the town
that has lost its way and its soul, a town infamous for a crime instead of
famous for any team.

 

So shocking. So
disturbing. So jarring.

 

Here we were
wondering if the A’s would have pitching, or if the San Francisco Giants would
have any hitting. Whether JaMarcus Russell would take his role as Raiders
quarterback seriously enough to stay in shape. Whether Warriors management was
interested in anything except the large crowds, which persistently supported a
perennially losing team.

 

The city turned out
en masse for the funeral Friday. Law enforcement officers from throughout the
land came to services held at Oracle Arena, where the Warriors play. What a
strange linkage, a reflection of grief in a building designed for
enjoyment.

 

You may have read. Two of the murdered policemen spent time assisting the
local teams at Oracle or the McAfee Coliseum next door. They were known by the
athletes, appreciated by management. By all counts, they were good guys.

 

By all counts Oakland is a good city. Or was. Now its already tarnished
reputation is stained even more. Now rather than debate whether Al Davis ought
to sell the Raiders – he won’t – or if Lew Wolff’s intent in buying the A’s was
to move them to San Jose, people will talk about lawlessness and
pain.

 

Talk of terror rather than elation. Of residents saying they no longer can tolerate living here.

 

Cities struggle to get on the front pages. But not this way. They want
tourists, new businesses, satisfied citizens. They want teams that bring
spectators to the arenas or stadiums. Not situations that bring
disgrace.

 

It’s going to be a difficult
road back. This isn’t like a few toughs throwing flashlight batteries at a
leftfielder at the Coliseum, or members of the Black Hole harassing a spectator
at a Raiders game. This is virtually beyond comprehension, but it is all too
real.

 

Plaques in the so-called Court of Champions, the concourse between Oracle
and the Coliseum, call attention to winners, the A’s World Series titles, the
Raiders Super Bowl victories, the Warriors 1975 NBA crown. In another part of
town, the names of the four slain policemen already have been etched onto a
granite wall.

 

Who dared imagine we would be compelled to remember this tragedy the way
we do the triumphs?   

 

Oakland is forever tainted. There is no escape. Journalists do not
forget, even when writing about sports. Oakland, a story about the A’s will
remind us, is the city where four policemen were shot and killed. It’s
unavoidable. It’s understandable.

 

The A’s, Warriors and Raiders sent their condolences, showed their
support. The teams that shared in the elation of better times properly shared in
the sadness of this terrible time.

 

Oakland, on the landfall the Spanish settlers originally called the
contra costa, or the other shore, the one on the east side of the water, has
suffered in comparison to San Francisco.

 

In one of the most misunderstood of observations, Gertrude Stein,
returning to her razed childhood home in Oakland, said, “There is no there,
there.” The line became a mantra.


Kicked around, razzed, chided, Oakland battled image and derision
to gain its sense of self through sports. To those who never knew where the city
was located, the success of its teams figuratively put Oakland on the
map.

 

It’s still there, under an ocean of teardrops.

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Tuesday, March 24th, 2009

Newsday: Ichiro comes through as Japan wins WBC title

By Art Spander
Special to Newsday

LOS ANGELES — There have been some
memorable games at Dodger Stadium, Sandy Koufax’s no-hitters, Kirk
Gibson’s stunning pinch-hit homer in the 1988 World Series. And now the
final of the 2009 World Baseball Championship has wedged itself into
the group.

It was a game that had seemed
destined to go on forever, and the boisterous record crowd of 54,846,
with probably more Koreans than Japanese, certainly wouldn’t have
minded.

But Japan, after 10 innings and four
hours, finally was the 5-3 winner Monday night, defending the
championship it won in the first WBC three years ago and setting off a
celebration highlighted with the Japanese players circling the field
under a mammoth flag of their home country.

Ichiro Suzuki, who playing for the
Seattle Mariners is as well known on this side of the Pacific as the
other, broke a 3-3 tie with his third straight hit and fourth in six
at-bats.

The Japanese, leaving 14 men on
base, should have won easily, but unlike the semifinal win over the
United States on Sunday night Japan couldn’t hit with runners on. Until
Suzuki came through.

Daisuke Matsuzaka, who pitched the
win over the U.S., was named tournament most valuable player, but
Monday night’s starting pitcher for Japan, Hisashi Iwakuma, very well
could have earned the award. He retired the first 11 Korean batters and
allowed only two runs and four hits before being relieved with two outs
in the eighth.

The huge turnout of fans, the
Koreans banging their Thundersticks incesstantly and repetitively
chanting “Dae Han Min Guk,” which is another way of saying Korea,
verified the WBC has a place on the sporting calendar. Even without an
American team in the finals.

In 39 games throughout the world,
Asia, Latin America, Canada, the United States, the WBC drew a total of
801,408. The two semis had attendance of more than 43,000 each, and
Monday night’s crowd was a virtual sellout.

Venezuela, with a ton of major
leaguers, and the Dominican Republic, also with numerous stars from the
American and National League, were the pre-tournament favorites, but it
should be apparent Japan and Korea, with their discipline and
mistake-free play, have become the dominant teams in international
competition.

Korea won the gold medal at last year’s Beijing Olympics, and now Japan takes its second WBC title.

“I believe we were the two best
teams in the world,” said Jungkeum Bong, Korea’s starting pitcher.
“Asia is the best in the world, and Korea and Japan were able to fight
until the end. It was great glory for all of us.”

Japan had three major leaguers in
the lineup, Ichiro, Kenji Johjima of the Mariners and Akinori Iwamura
of the Tampa Bay Rays. Korea’s only big leaguer on the roster, Shin Soo
Choo of the Cleveland Indians, was the one who ended Iwakuma’s shutout
when he homered in the fifth to tie the game temporarily, 1-1.

The two teams had played four times
previously in the tournament, splitting the games. “That we were able
to come up to the stage together, I really feel great respect for the
Koreans,” said Tatsunori Hari, the Japan manager.

“And at the same time I feel like this was the game of the century.”

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Tuesday, March 24th, 2009

Newsday: U.S. dominance appears to be fading

By Art Spander
Special to Newsday

LOS ANGELES — Each time an American team fails to win in international
competition, as in the Ryder Cup before 2008 and the World Baseball
Classic, which concluded last night, there are periods of bewilderment
and even anger.

It is as if the United States collectively has failed, as if dropping a
ballgame or not being able to drop a putt is a reflection of society
rather than a sporting event.

There’s no rule that says America is guaranteed a win, not when in this
ever-changing world, other nations are producing athletes good enough
to play in the United States as well as against the United States.

The NBA has Latvians, Croats, Brazilians and, of course, Chinese, dare
anyone forget Yao Ming. An Australian, Trevor Immelman, won the
Masters. An Irishman, Padraig Harrington, won the British Open and PGA
Championship. And as we learned Sunday night in the WBC semifinals,
Japan — which defeated the U.S., 9-4 — has a roster of excellent
athletes, some of whom are in the big leagues.

Anyone familiar with Ichiro Suzuki or Daisuke Matsuzaka shouldn’t be surprised by the Japanese.

It’s been said pitching and defense wins. Japan — which fefeated South
Korea Monday night for the WBC title; the two finalists split four
previous 2009 WBC games — had an ERA of 1.57 after the semifinals. The
U.S. had an ERA above 6.

The Asian teams, which began training in January, admittedly might be
ahead of the United States. And the United States had injuries to Kevin
Youkilis, Dustin Pedroia, Ryan Braun, Chipper Jones and Matt Lindstrom.

Manager Davey Johnson, who led the Mets to the 1986 world championship
and the United States to a bronze medal in the 2008 Olympics, took flak
Monday for leaving starting pitcher Roy Oswalt in the semifinal game
too long.

“I thought he was throwing the ball all right,” Johnson said of
Oswalt, who gave up five runs and five hits in the fourth. “I tried to
get [John] Grabow up. I didn’t think it would take him so long.”

He added, “It took him longer in the cool weather to get loose. But I
thought Oswalt was throwing good enough to stay in the game.”

Said Brian Roberts, who homered on Matsuzaka’s second pitch of the
game: “Baseball may be the national pastime of the United States, but
it is played all around the world. And as you can see, it’s played very
well all over the world.”

Said Jimmy Rollins, who was 4-for-4 in the loss: “We had a lot of fun
being an underdog, knowing that we were at somewhat of a disadvantage
as far as having time to prepare. It shows the support and passion
these other countries have for baseball. In America, we have many
sports, so our attention is at whichever sport season is going on.”

Mark DeRosa’s two-run double in the top of the eighth got the United
States within 6-4, but Japan scored three runs in the bottom of the
inning on Derek Jeter’s two-out throwing error, Suzuki’s RBI single and
Hiroyuki Nakajima’s RBI double that rightfielder Adam Dunn appeared to
lose in the lights.

Former Dodgers manager Tommy Lasorda took it pretty hard. He said
during Sunday night’s game: “Can you believe this? Look at the score. I
feel so bad about this. I’m very, very disappointed. We had high hopes.
This is the second time we were supposed to win. We taught these people
the game.”

And now the students are schooling the teachers.

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Monday, March 23rd, 2009

Newsday: Team USA loses to Japan, 9-4, in WBC semifinals

By Art Spander
Special to Newsday

LOS ANGELES — It was just one ballgame, and it didn’t prove that Asian
baseball is better than American baseball. That was the observation of
United States manager Davey Johnson.

Just one ballgame, but it was one that put Japan into the World
Baseball Classic final against South Korea and left America wondering
about the sport it calls its national pastime.

Defending champion Japan, hitting balls in the gaps and getting its
usual effective pitching, defeated the United States, 9-4, last night
before a chilled but enthusiastic crowd of 43,630 in their WBC
semifinal at Dodger Stadium.

So tonight it will be South Korea, a 10-2 winner over deflated
Venezuela on Saturday night, against Japan in the final. And the
response should be huge, with Los Angeles being home to large Korean
and Japanese communities among its 3.2 million citizens.

“It was just one game,” said Johnson, who managed the Mets to the 1986
world championship and years ago played in Japan. He was responding to
a question about whether Asian baseball has surpassed baseball in the
United States.

“They played good ball,” Johnson said of the Japanese. “They got hits
with runners in scoring position. We didn’t pitch when we had to.”

The Astros’ Roy Oswalt was Team USA’s starter, and whether it was the
cold — it seemed more like a World Series game in Philadelphia than a
spring game in L.A. — or because he still isn’t ready for the
major-league season, he got pounded in the fourth, giving up five runs
and five hits.

Japan’s Daisuke Matsuzaka — “Dice-K” of the Red Sox — basically was
in control after giving up a home run to Brian Roberts on the game’s
second pitch. As were the other Japan pitchers in this competition.
They entered with a 1.20 ERA, compared to the Americans’ 6.18.

“When we walked the first hitter,” Johnson said, “those guys usually
scored. And we weren’t as sharp in the field as we usually are.”

“They are a fundamentally sound team,” Team USA designated hitter
Jimmy Rollins said. “They don’t try to drive every pitch out of the
park. And they play with passion. We play with passion, but they wear
their passion on their sleeves.”

The U.S. beat Japan for the bronze medal in the Beijing Olympics, but
once this game got to the fourth inning, it became obvious that the
Americans were in trouble.

“We did want to come here and play Japan,” Johnson said before the
first pitch. “That’s one of the goals we had. I think every player on
this team expects to win tonight.”

But expectations and results are two different things.

The Americans, wearing gray road uniforms, started quickly enough on Roberts’ homer.

With darkness still far off — the game began at 5:09 p.m. PDT — and
the San Gabriel Mountains in the distance as a perfect backdrop for a
California setting, a Hollywood-type ending seemed imminent. Especially
after the Mets’ David Wright doubled in the third to give the U.S. a
2-1 lead.

But Japan’s batters lined a couple of balls into open spaces to begin
the fourth off Oswalt, to be followed by an error from Roberts on a
hard shot by Kosuke Fukudome. The Mariners’ Kenji Johjima recorded his
second sacrifice fly, and Japan was in front.

Akinori Iwamura, a star for Tampa Bay in the World Series, tripled.
Finally, after a couple more hits, Johnson replaced Oswalt with John
Grabow. It seemed certain that the U.S. would not replace Japan as
champion.

Matsuzaka allowed two runs and five hits in 42/3 innings and was pulled
when he reached 98 pitches. Matsuzaka is 3-0 in this year’s WBC, having
allowed 14 hits and four runs in 142/3 innings. He went 3-0 and was
selected tournament MVP three years ago.

Team USA, of course, was without Boston’s Dustin Pedroia and Kevin
Youkilis, both injured along the way. They didn’t get to face Red Sox
teammate Matsuzaka. “Before Pedroia left,” Johnson said of last year’s
American League Most Valuable Player, “he said one thing he wanted to
do was play the Japanese and beat them so he didn’t have to listen to
Dice-K all year long.”

No such luck. Matsuzaka struck out four, including the final batter he
faced, Wright, who was mesmerized by a sharp breaking ball.

The Yankees’ Derek Jeter and the Mets’ Wright each went 1-for-5 and
committed an error in the semifinal. Wright finished at 9-for-32 (.281)
and Jeter was 8-for-29 (.276).

Johnson, 66, played in Japan, for the Yomiuri Giants and was asked his
opinion of Asian baseball now as compared to when he was involved.

“In the ’70s,” Johnson said, “I thought quite a few players would come
to the United States. I was kind of surprised they didn’t. But now
their stars come over and become stars in the United States in the big
leagues.

“So I think their baseball program has grown. Their catchers are
better. The running game is not as prominent. But they’ll try to run
and play little ball.”

Japan has 77 hits in the Classic, 61 of which have been singles, and only four home runs.

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Sunday, March 22nd, 2009

Newsday: U.S. faces familiar face in Japan’s Dice-K

BY ART SPANDER
Special to Newsday

LOS ANGELES — The argument is that the World Baseball Classic doesn’t count for much,
at least in America, the country where baseball was invented. That like
the Olympics, it’s an event for the rest of the globe, for Latin
America, for Asia.

But what makes sport is personalties, names, reputations. What makes
tonight’s WBC semifinal fascinating is that instead of Japan against
the United States at Dodger Stadium, it could be Boston against New
York.

Japan is starting Red Sox righthander Daisuke Matsuzaka. And, of
course, Yankees shortstop Derek Jeter and Mets third baseman David
Wright are in the Team USA lineup.

(Oddly, Dice-K would have been facing Red Sox teammates Dustin Pedroia
and Kevin Youkilis if they hadn’t gotten hurt earlier in the WBC.)

“We face him all the time,” Jeter said of Dice-K, who joined the Red
Sox in 2007. “Playing Boston 20 games a year, we see him all the time,
so I’m familiar with what he throws. I think at this point in the
season, pitching is usually a little ahead of the hitters. So it’s
going to be a challenge for us.”

Wright - whose walk-off two-run single in the bottom of the ninth
against Puerto Rico that sent the United States to the semifinals still
resonates - said he and other National Leaguers will depend on U.S.
players from the other league for advice on Matsuzaka.

“I think we’ll be leaning on the AL East guys a lot,” Wright said of
the team’s approach. “I’ve never had the opportunity of facing him.
Having some AL East guys is going to help; go over scouting reports and
tendencies.”

Whatever happens, the beauty of Wright’s game-winner on Tuesday night will stay with the Mets’ third baseman a long while.

“I don’t think I’ve ever had so many phone calls and messages after a
game,” Wright said. It was his affirmation that some people in this
country do care about this competition.

“That’s something, no matter what team you play for or who your
favorite team is in the big leagues, you’re talking about representing
your country and putting this uniform on and going out there and being
able to do that. That would be a memory that lasts a lifetime.”

Astros righthander Roy Oswalt has a chance to make memories of his own.
He’s the U.S. starter against defending WBC champion Japan.

“They told me they wanted me to go first and Jake [Peavy] second,” said
Oswalt, alluding to tomorrow’s championship game against South Korea or
Venezuela - if Team USA can get past the semifinals.

Then, echoing the thoughts of his teammates, Oswalt added, “Hopefully, he gets to go second.”

If he doesn’t, if Japan wins, the Team USA players will return a bit
earlier to their major-league teams for two more weeks of spring
training.

“The reason I’m here this time,” said Jeter - who competed in the 2006
WBC, in which the United States didn’t make it past the second round -
“is you realized what an honor it was to represent your country and win
a championship.”

This time the Americans still have the chance.

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Saturday, March 21st, 2009

RealClearSports: The $40 Million Man Comes Back

By Art Spander

SANTA CLARA, Calif. — The pain is gone. The one in his shoulder that
is. And Alex Smith says the figurative one, that of being called a
failure, of being described as a $40 million bust, also has
disappeared. His second act is about to begin.

So much glory. So much disappointment. Alex Smith was the No. 1 pick
in the 2005 draft, a placement he seemingly began to appreciate less
and less as the months passed and the criticism grew.

The San Francisco 49ers threw the dice, if you will, but as we know
the NFL draft is more scientific than that. Then again, their new head
coach at the time, Mike Nolan, now deposed and departed, gave a few
weird reasons for grabbing Smith. Especially when in the Bay Area the
popular choice would have been another quarterback, Aaron Rodgers of
Cal.

We’re a strange breed, the sporting community. Management makes the
selections, but if and when those selections do not meet expectations,
outlandish or legitimate, we take out our anger on the athlete.

Nobody booed Mike Nolan, whose future was tied to Smith. A great many booed Alex. Before they pitied him.

The Niners, through perception or luck, were a team of quarterbacks,
great quarterbacks, from Frankie Albert in the 1950s through John
Brodie, to the Hall of Famers Joe Montana and Steve Young, and then
after that, Jeff Garcia.

This wasn’t three yards and a cloud of mud territory; it was a place
for the wide-open game, a style as irrepressible as the region in which
it was utilized, the place of cable cars, protest marches and residents
who sometimes seemed as interested in the tailgate party as the final
score.

Alex Smith, then only 20, was anointed the hero in waiting. Poor
lad. It’s a theory that quarterbacks from unorthodox college offenses, the
spread, the run-and-shoot, don’t adapt well to the NFL, where the
defenders are bigger, faster and smarter. And we are presented names
such as David Klingler or Andre Ware as examples.

At Utah, Smith played in the spread of Urban Meyer. OK. But Nolan
seemed less concerned with the how and what than with Smith’s agility
and reaction time. Nolan ran Smith through some strange tests, not on
how far he could hurl a football but on how quickly he could jump a
rope.

That said, Northern California, having lost most of its sports
icons, Montana, Young, Jerry Rice, Jose Canseco, Mark McGwire and
shortly to lose Barry Bonds, was desperate for a new star. Alex was
shoved into the starting lineup, probably before he was ready.

He was injured while trying to run, not pass. The Niners changed
offensive coordinators, bringing in Norv Turner, and in 2006 Smith
showed progress.

But the Niners in 2007 changed offensive coordinators again. Smith
was injured again, more severely. Nolan publicly questioned Smith’s
toughness. The Niners in 2008 changed offensive coordinators again, to
Mike Martz. Smith was injured again, the same shoulder, and was placed
on the injured reserve list, with a dispassionate Nolan adding, “No
specifics. All I need to know is if he’ll be back on this football
team.”

After a restructuring of that enormous contract, Smith is. Nolan,
however, is not. He was fired two months into the ‘08 season, replaced
by Mike Singletary. Shaun Hill became Singletary’s quarterback, but
maybe Alex Smith could return to where he once was, without the baggage.

“That draft pick, all of that is not what I think about,” said
Smith. The 49ers on Friday began a weekend mini-camp, a re-introduction
of Alex Smith, a newlywed with a new vision.

“My focus after the last two years is getting healthy and being out
on the field,” Smith emphasized. “Kind of being with my teammates. It
was so difficult last year and the year before to sit on the sidelines
and watch or be in the training room. You’re part of the team, but
you’re not. You don’t travel, aren’t really there, have no
accountability to teammates. I want to get that back. It’s something I
really missed. My goal is to be the player I can be.”

What kind of player is that? A quarterback who has particularly
small hands and therefore fumbled an inordinate amount when he did play?

A quarterback whose legs are no less significant than his arm and could keep defenses off balance?

Smith wants to be a quarterback who, despite working under a fifth
offensive coordinator in five years, Jimmy Raye, has the adaptability
and perception to do what is required, most of all win games for a
franchise that had lost its way along with a great many games.

“What I learned through all this,” Smith said, reflecting on his
mess of a career, “is to stop worrying about the stuff you can’t
control. Early on, when you’re a young player, it’s easy to be
distracted. I want to focus on things on which I can really make a
difference.”

He has the chance. Four years after he had it a first time.

As a reporter since 1960, Art Spander is a living treasure of sports
history. A recipient of the Dick McCann Memorial Award — given for his
long and distinguished career covering professional football — he has
earned himself a spot in the Pro Football Hall of Fame. And he has
recently been honored with the Lifetime Achievement Award by the PGA of
America for 2009.

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Wednesday, March 18th, 2009

Baron comes back, and so do the questions

OAKLAND – He was back, if as a bittersweet
reminder, and so were our questions. So were the “What ifs?” So was the
unavoidable reality that the team that lost Baron Davis hasn’t done a
thing without him, and the team that lured him away for an oil sheik’s
fortune has done even less.

Baron was out there in the red uniform of the Los Angeles Clippers.
Baron on the floor at Oracle Arena, where he had been a star for the
Warriors.
 
Who lost him last summer, because of a $65 million contract.
    
Or maybe because of their own negligence.
    
Or maybe because they believed they didn’t need a 10-year veteran who seemed to be hurt as much as he was healthy.
    
Baron has taken some shots lately in L.A. The figurative kind. There
were those injuries – with Baron, always there are those injuries – and
an apparent lackadaisical attitude.
    
For $65 million, in his hometown, in the place where he went to school, UCLA, Baron was supposed to be a savior.
     
But can anybody ever save the Clippers, the NBA franchise that couldn’t and never will?
    
Baron, having missed 15 games, has not been able.
   
Against his old team Tuesday night, Davis had 29 points and seven
assists, but that couldn’t stop the Warriors from a 127-120 win.
    
One Los Angeles Times columnist, T.J. Simers, called Baron a
dog. Another, Kurt Streeter, a bit kinder, induced Davis to concede,
“This has been the worst year of my NBA career and the least fun I’ve
ever had.”
  
The basketball cognoscenti might have predicted as much. The Clippers
are not only the second team in a one-team town, virtually undetectable
beyond the Lakers, they are historically inept, a symbol of sporting
incompetence, a punch line of Jay Leno jokes.
   
It’s awful for Baron and the Clips (they now have a 16-51 record). It’s
not so great for the Warriors either. They’ve had their own failings,
their own ailments. Management foresaw Monta Ellis as the quite
adequate replacement for Davis, but he missed weeks after that
cockamamie moped accident.
    
What if Baron had stayed? The idea is tossed at Davis, who steps
lightly on a line between diplomacy and disrespect. “I don’t know,” he
begins. “I’m a real optimistic person. I figured we came off a 48-win
season (in 2008), winning more games each year we were playing
together, so who knows what would have happened.
  
“But I definitely know we would have been in playoff contention and a good team to be reckoned with.”
  
Coaches and teammates are different from fans. They judge on individual
merit. The paying customers consider the uniform, “the laundry,” as
someone once said.
  
An athlete leaves as a free agent, if free ever should be a reference
when $65 million is concerned, and the people who buy the tickets
consider him a traitor to the cause.
   
Warriors coach Don Nelson said he would be “disappointed” if Baron were
booed in pregame introductions. After all, Nelson contended Baron was
“one of my favorite players” and along with Steve Nash, who Nellie had
at Dallas, the best of the point guards he’d been permitted to coach.
  
Davis was less demanding. “There probably will be a mixed reaction,”
Baron said. “I’ll take whatever I can get. I’ll be appreciative of the
cheers I do get. It just shows class, the level of mutual respect I
have for the fans and the fans for my time here.”
 
Indeed the reaction was mixed but more positive than negative, some
fans, recalling that “We Believe” playoff fantasy of two seasons past,
when Baron indeed was royalty, even offering a standing ovation.
  
In L.A. there is but one basketball hero, Kobe Bryant. Baron was
brought in not so much to counter Kobe the Unconquerable, as create a
presence and – we turn our heads and chuckle in private –  make
the Clips a contender.
  
Baron has been noticed, if not as hoped. But he says what others,
particularly journalists, think of him is not taken personally. Just as
was the occasional jeer Tuesday when he handled the ball.
 
“I let things run off my shoulders,” was his response. “I have big
shoulders. I’m here to do one thing, that’s to win, to get this team
where it needs to be. That’s my mission. So if I’m criticized or
ridiculed, I accept it and use it as motivation to continue to get
better.”
   
If that bears a resemblance to one of those Hollywood script speeches,
well, Baron is peripherally involved in the movie business, one of the
reasons we’re advised he deserted the Warriors after three and a half
seasons.
 
Baron would speak no ill. Monta Ellis, Davis thinks, “is a great
player,” and now powerless general manager Chris Mullin “a legend, a
Hall of Famer, someone who’s always going to be in my corner and I’m
going to be in his.”
    
Baron’s in another sort of corner these days, but the memories are
sustaining. “I have admiration for these fans, the people in the Bay
Area. That playoff run, the fact it brought the whole community
together I’ll always have. I’ll always be able to cherish.”
  
It was great, but it’s gone. And unlike Baron, it may not return for a long while.

Monday, March 16th, 2009

Shaq and the NBA’s good old days

OAKLAND — Call him what you will –
Diesel, the Big Socrates, or by his name, Shaq. It doesn’t matter, if
you don’t call him finished. Which people were doing a few months back
in describing Shaquille O’Neal.

Finished? “I’ve been watching him since he was 15,” said Alvin Gentry. “He’s never been finished. You saw what he can do.”

And what the Phoenix Suns can do. Which is what the critics said they never could do with Shaq in the lineup: run.
   
Turn a basketball game into a track meet. As the Suns did Sunday night,
beating the Golden State Warriors, 154-130. Without any overtimes.
  
It was like the good old days when the NBA was a league of grace, glory
and points, like the days before the game became one of shoving and
bumping and scores in the 90s or the 80s, something more resembling
wrestling than basketball.
   
Phoenix picked up Shaq in a trade just about a year ago, intending to
add muscle to speed. When the plan didn’t work, the critics sneered.
    
Shaq and Steve Nash? That’s like trying to blend Santa Claus and Tinkerbell.
   
“He’s a proud guy,” Gentry said of O’Neal. “Everybody felt he was done.
But as you can see, he’s still a huge factor. He gives us the best of
both worlds. We can run or we can set up. If you don’t double-team him,
he goes inside. If you do, he passes off. Arguably, he’s the best big
man who ever played in this league.”
   
Against the Warriors, in his second game in two nights – Saturday the
Suns were home against Oklahoma City – 37-year-old Shaq O’Neal,
7-foot-1, 325 pounds, played a few seconds less than 24 minutes and had
26 points. He was 11-of-13 from the field, 4-of-9 from the free throw
line.
   
“I accept all challenges,” said O’Neal.
    
He is sitting in front of his locker, looking bemused. The man has a
great sense of humor. Also of timing. As we saw when he danced at the
opening of the All-Star Game program before he became the co-MVP with
Kobe Bryant.
 
“People have been saying I can’t do this, can’t do that,” said O’Neal.
“I have four championships. I would like to get two or three more.”
  
The Warriors couldn’t match up against Shaq, not with their 7-footer,
Andris Biedrins, recovering from a sprained ankle. The Warriors
couldn’t match up against the Suns. Phoenix had 120 points at the end
of three quarters. Say all you want about defense, but offense like
this is delightful.
  
The late Wilt Chamberlain told us again and again, “Nobody roots for
Goliath,” and it’s true there’s a tendency to favor a smaller guy
against a bigger one. But Shaq is lovable, a jester, and for the heck
of it he has a master’s degree. He’s easy to cheer for.
   
Years ago, in the same building where the Suns crushed the Warriors,
Shaq, then with the Los Angeles Lakers, was telling about his life’s
objectives during a break from a late-morning practice.
  
“I’d like to be somebody like Larry Ellison,” said O’Neal, alluding to
the head of Oracle, the dot-com giant located down the highway in
Silicon Valley. “Now there’s a man with real money.”
   
Maybe someday, Shaq responded when reminded of the comment. That still
was a goal. If not quite as realistic as again scoring 40 points, which
he did against Toronto, becoming the third in NBA history to do it in
the uniform of four different teams.
 
A year ago, Shaq averaged 12.9 points in the 28 games he played for the
Suns. “A lot of people thought I lost it,” he conceded. “I was injured.
It’s kind of funny, when people say I’m injured nobody really believes
me. This is my 17th season, but I’ve really only played about 13
seasons because of the injuries. I have years left.”
   
Earlier in March, one of Shaq’s numerous former coaches, Stan Van Gundy
of Miami, whined about O’Neal “flopping” in the lane to draw a foul.
Shaq, the gentle giant, was less than gentle in his reaction.
 
“I heard his comment,” Shaq said of Van Gundy. “Flopping to me is doing
it more than one time, and I realized when I tried to take the charge
as I went down, I realized that play reminded me of his whole coaching
career.”
 
O’Neal had a better relationship with Warriors coach Don Nelson, for
whom he played on the 1996 U.S. Olympic team. “He was my sixth man,”
said Nelson. “He asked me if he could come off the bench. I said fine.
I love him to death.”
  
If Nelson, who eventually was ejected Sunday night with a couple of
quick technical fouls, didn’t love what Shaq did to his team. Finished?
Shaquille O’Neal’s only just begun.

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Saturday, March 14th, 2009

For A’s, the Wolff is at the door

OAKLAND, Calif. — The problem for the
Oakland Athletics is they were always confronting themselves, not to
mention the rest of us, with a conflict of bad ideas.

First was the ridiculous one to put tarps on the third-deck seats, as
if, borrowing from that not-so-wise bird the ostrich, what we couldn’t
see wasn’t there.

Then — or did this come first? — was the plan by owner Lew Wolff, a
real estate mogul, to erect a “village” that would contain a ballpark,
somewhere east of Eden and west of the sun. Well, in Fremont, 20 miles
from Oakland, but what’s the difference?

Then in those whiny, pouting, “You don’t know what I can do to you”
ways Wolff loves to impose, he complained last season nobody paid
attention to the A’s, despite a surprisingly good start. And that more
people went to the games of the Giants, who weren’t playing nearly as
well as his A’s.

Wolff may have been the frat bro of baseball commissioner Bud Selig,
but Lew understands neither the game nor the people who support it, or
in his case fail to do as much.

You don’t go around figuratively kicking fans in the teeth, whether
it’s effectively telling them they’re ignorant or attempting to confuse
them by trading away the talent or stealing away the franchise to
never-never land.

There are a great many individuals who would like to tell Lew what they
think, but only the folks like Lew, who don’t have to listen to a boss
but are the boss, have that privilege.

What he told us Friday was Oakland (the town) stinks, and he’d go
anywhere else, including San Jose. If possible. But, ho, ho, it’s not
possible.

Given the current state of the economy, the fact the Giants do hold
territorial rights down there at the south end of the bay and a place
like Sacramento has a better chance to losing the NBA Kings than it
does of acquiring the A’s, Mr. Wolff is without the only thing that
means anything in his world: Leverage.
   
We concede that McAfee Coliseum isn’t AT&T Park. But there are
worse venues. BART stops at the Coliseum. For day games the sun shines
at the Coliseum. And with the upper deck untarped and a crowd of at
least 20,000 there is a nice feel to the place.
   
“Our attendance and low number of season ticket holders (both one of
the lowest in Major League Baseball),” Wolff proclaimed in a statement,
“also continues to decline when our on-field performance produced
playoff participation.”
  
Does Wolff need to be reminded the A’s in 2007 and 2008 had losing records and were out of the race by July?
   
That those seasons they dumped almost every player who was recognizable by someone other than his own mother?
  
That continual hints of dragging the team to Fremont created negative feedback from a fan base already whipsawed?
  
Oakland, the city, hardly has been guiltless in this scenario, with
former mayor Jerry (”I know nothing about baseball except they don’t
punt on fourth down”) Brown preferring to build lofts in old warehouses
rather than a ballpark.
   
But lo, the current jefe, Ron Dellums, authored on Friday — or at
least signed — a letter to Wolff outlining the city’s intent to
provide the A’s a new home.
   
This was met instantly with a back-of-the-hand response from Wolff and
his minions, who spitefully answered the Oakland plea by saying, “We
have fully exhausted our time and resources over the years with Oakland
dating back to the previous A’s ownership.

” … Outside stimulation to have us continue to play in an aging and
shared facility may generate press and ’sound-bite’ opportunities but
do not provide any tangible alterations in the circumstances we face.”

In other words, nyah, nyah.

So, Lew, sell the team. Oh, nobody else wants it, at least until the market reaches 9,000 again?

These are tough times, as you know, and not just in the sporting business.

Journalism is dying as a profession. The New York Times said in two years there might not be a major city with a newspaper still printing. The auto companies are laying off thousands.

Who’s going to buy a ball club?

The A’s this late winter of ‘09 have given us a reason to think they
might be both interesting and contending, what with the addition of
Matt Holliday, Jason Giambi, Orlando Cabrera and Nomar Garciaparra
along with the maturing of a seemingly decent pitching staff. Then
along comes the man in charge who says, “B’gone, with all of you.”

Lew Wolff is angry because he couldn’t get what he wanted. What A’s
fans want is assurance their team will be not only worth watching but
playing where they should be, in Oakland, new park or old.