
This is from a a charity street ball game at my old high school in southern Maryland, Patuxent High #AIP thats Pat The Roc with the oop. He is alumni of Patuxent High
This is from a a charity street ball game at my old high school in southern Maryland, Patuxent High #AIP thats Pat The Roc with the oop. He is alumni of Patuxent High
The thing about writing a piece in which you lay out the reasons why you appreciate a player even though there are legitimate criticisms to be made of him is that you see a dumbfuck comment like this and get exasperated over just how stupid a lot of sports fans are, and just how little point there is in writing… Read more
Aaron might be the most underrated athlete of all-time. The focus is always on the home runs, but all of his stats are amazing. He is the all-leader in total bases, more than 700 more than the similarly under-appreciated Stan Musial. That's the equivalent of 180 home runs. If you ran those 722 extra bases you would… Read more
Mute away. Especially if you've got a Nielsen box. Read more
First of all, I'm saddened to hear this news - my condolences to the Warrior's wife & daughters in this hard time.
I've got quite the Ultimate Warrior story for all of you. When I was in 6th grade, I lived in Foster City, California - just a little South of San Francisco. Every month or two, when the WWF would make… Read more
Bonds' 762 should have an asterisk beside it, and that asterisk should reference a note at the very bottom of the list, and that note should read "762 is greater than 755". Read more
Yasiel Puig could undoubtedly throw a football better than Tim Tebow. Read more
It's a good read, and I enjoy the long-form. As for the harshness you reference? I think it's a factor of age - yours, Mackey's, the time in which it's written - and the idea that it's written for an audience with far less insider exposure than today's audience. This is a long(ish) way of saying that this is… Read more
James Mirtle of the Toronto Star (so mainstream Toronto media) has been a pretty outspoken proponent of "advanced stats." Read more
For Kevin Mackey there's always something more to say, about pressure defense, the Olympic team, his all-time starting five, you name it, so long as it's basketball. The station break on the half-hour is long past due, but Alex Lekas just sits there, struck dumb while Kevin Mackey smolders on, belching diet Coke and… Read more
"I'll tell you," Mackey spumes, "I'm grateful for the chance to coach in this league. The GBA is only a bounce away from the NBA." Read more
She's also frightened. At first, she seems willing to talk—if we meet at her lawyer's office, and if I'll sign an agreement to quote her in full. What exactly do I want to know? But as soon as I pose a few questions about her and Mackey, she asks if I've been watching her house and tapping her phone. Then she's gone. Read more
Mackey can't remember the nine hours in the crack house, he says, because he was unconscious. Needle holes? Yeah, but who, what, and how, he just can't recall. What's left of self-disclosure is a twelve-step pablum cooked up for the straight reader, weak cheese that'd be stuffed back into his face if he tried it at an… Read more
Then I ask Mackey about crack, what it feels like. I myself quit using everything in Iowa in 1988, threw out the Stoly and the three hits of blotter in the freezer, the bong and the one-hitter, the single-edged blades and the amber vials, even the rusty nitrous-oxide cartridge dispenser. For eighteen years, I'd done… Read more
"I can't give you that because that would open it up too good for you. She was called, and she put herself in jeopardy to come down and get me out of there and probably save my life, O.K.? She didn't know anything. The worst thing that ever happened to Alma Massey was to meet Kevin Mackey." Read more
I tell him that some folks say CSU was raring to fire him, that the talk of his alcoholism and philandering, added to a history of recruiting violations, made him easy to kiss off, despite all the wins and banners. One source at the school told me back in 1990 that "the university has a fairly thick file on such… Read more
Mackey holds an "I led two lives" press conference, a sullen, teary public confession with wife, son and brother beside him. His lawyer negotiates with the school for a medical leave of absence, but six days after the arrest—plenty of time for local and national media to gnaw the carrion from the bones of the… Read more
That day—March 14, 1986—the rumpled-suited, fast-talking Mackey dealt Knight his first loss ever in an opening-round game and made me proud to be from CSU. Afterward—after the all-black Vikings outshot, out-rebounded, outhustled and outsmarted third-seeded Indiana; after the plump and shining Mackey shook the dour… Read more
Cleveland State University hired Kevin Mackey to coach men's basketball in 1983, the summer I graduated. No one gave a shit, me least of all. The team had gone 8-and-20; and Mackey was some no-name Boston College assistant. Besides, like a lot of CSU students, I was older, married and working for a living. We came to… Read more