Wednesday, September 09, 2009

NFL 2009: Predictions for an Unpredictable Season

The old-school NFL rule of thumb is that rookie QBs need to sit and watch for a while. Unless your options are limited. Or your team looks so bad—ahem, Detroit—that exposing a youngster immediately to the fires of stiff NFL defenses just looks like better public relations. Both caveats generally apply to the Lions’ Matthew Stafford (Georgia) and the Jets’ Mark Sanchez (Southern Cal). The other first-round QB draftee, Kansas State’s Josh Freeman, will be sitting in Tampa Bay, but who knows for how long. All it takes is an injury—or a mediocre couple of games from a suspect veteran—to sound the rookie battle cry.

There are plenty of other, non-rookie stories to follow in 2009. Brett Favre in Minnesota. Tom Brady’s return from injury. T.O. in Buffalo. Mike Vick in Philly. Jay Cutler in Chicago. Matt Cassel in K.C. Albert Haynesworth in D.C.

There are also tons of first-time head coaches: Raheem Morris (Bucs), Jim Schwartz (Lions), Rex Ryan (Jets), Jim Caldwell (Colts), Josh McDaniels (Broncos), Todd Haley (Chiefs) and Steve Spagnuolo (Rams), plus Tom Cable (Raiders) and Mike Singletary (49ers), who both begin their first full seasons in their teams’ top jobs. Add retread Jim Mora, Jr., newly helming the Seahawks and ex-Jets coach Eric Mangini moving over to Cleveland for his do-over, and there should be more new looks on the field than you’d find at a Paris fashion show.

Once again we’ve done our best to crunch the numbers, assess the ever-shifting talent pool and evaluate how the teams stack up against the schedules. Some years are more predictable than others, but this isn’t one of them. (Predicted records and results for 2009 are for entertainment purposes only.)

AFC EAST

New England Patriots (11-5 )
Last year’s 11-5 Patriots, even without Tom Brady, had to be one of the best teams ever to not make the playoffs. Even with an unproven guy (Matt Cassel) at quarterback, the Pats can (and did) excel under Bill Belichick. Ol’ Bill may be a bit of a grouch, but his system is proven, and his decision-making on personnel shows remarkable perception. He brings in veteran receivers and defensive backs, tries ’em out, pits ’em against rookies, and somehow comes up with effective combinations. Brady is back this year, and with a totally veteran starting offense underneath him—including newcomer 37-year-old (!) Joey Galloway—the Pats would seem a playoff lock. The running back situation looks rather graybeard, but Sammy Morris, Kevin Faulk and aging but still effective Fred Taylor seem capable of doing the usual Patriot thing on the ground—cranking out enough yardage to balance the passing game. Surprisingly, Brady’s only backup, as of this writing, is rookie QB Brian Hoyer, a real sleeper out of Michigan State. If Brady goes down, Hoyer will be hard-pressed to do what Cassel did in ’08, so that’s actually a pretty risky situation. The defense is also veteran, and with another year under their belts in New England, LBs Jerod Mayo and Adalius Thomas should kick some ass. (The loss of retired Tedy Bruschi will have minimal impact. The last-minute trade of longtime DE Richard Seymour may have more ripple effect.) Veterans Leigh Bodden and Shawn Springs are new off-season additions to the cornerback corps. Springs has battled injuries recently, and at 34 he could have his difficulties handling the better receivers. Bodden is talented, and at his peak, and Belichick has rescued him from the recent football hells of Cleveland and Detroit. Depth might be an issue, but rookie DBs Patrick Chung and Darius Butler could help. Kicker Stephen Gostkowski hit 90% of his field goals last year, and was 40-40 with PATs. The schedule is no picnic, but luckily most of the tougher out-of-division opponents—Atlanta, Baltimore, Tennessee, Carolina and Jacksonville—are home games. Brady’s health is everything, though.

Miami Dolphins (9-7)
There were plenty of teams in the NFL in 2008 who scored more points and allowed fewer points than the Dolphins. But first-year coach Tony Sparano demonstrated a knack for getting his team motivated, resulting in a surprise 11-5 record and the Fins’ first playoff appearance since 2001. Sparano was helped by the addition of savvy QB Chad Pennington, the emergence of the Wildcat offense, decent joint output from RBs Ronnie Brown and Ricky Williams, exciting contributions from WR/KR Ted Ginn and a group-effort defense led by LB Joey Porter’s 17.5 sacks. The offense looks pretty much the same this year, but if Pennington can stay healthy, they should build on last year’s positives and show improvement. The D is anchored by excellent LBs, including Porter, Akin Ayodele, Channing Crowder, and the returning Jason Taylor, who had a bummer year in Washington but looks to be comfortable again in aquamarine and orange. The Fins went after DBs bigtime in the draft, and the kids appear to be sticking. There could be a period of adjustment there, though veterans Will Allen, Yeremiah Bell and free-agent pickup Gibril Wilson are the solid leaders. Alas, with success comes an upgrade in schedule, and Miami’s is brutal. Never mind the divisional matchups, which include two games against the Patriots; they also play Atlanta, Indy, San Diego, New Orleans, Carolina, Jacksonville, Tennessee, Houston and Pittsburgh. This team might be improved, yet actually take a step backward.

Buffalo Bills (6-10)
For a team with a fair amount of recognizable talent, the Bills sure are a question mark. They fired their offensive coordinator, Turk Schonert, on Sept. 4. Their preseason performance was limp, especially for QB Trent Edwards. Marquee RB Marshawn Lynch was set to sit out the season’s first three games on a suspension. Terrell Owens has a sore toe. First-round draft choice Aaron Maybin reported late. The Bills looked ready to leap forward in ’08, but after starting the season 5-1, they dropped 8 of their last 10 games. They begin 2009 looking wounded, but presuming they get healthy and everyone starts playing up to par, they could compete. The offensive weapons, including the marvelous Lee Evans at wide receiver, are, on paper, big league. Alas, the offensive line may suffer growing pains, with rookies Andy Levitre and Eric Wood seeing significant playing time. The defense has established talent strewn throughout—Aaron Schobel, Marcus Stroud, Kawika Mitchell, Paul Posluszny, Terrence McGee, Donte Whitner, Leodis McKelvin—and if DL Maybin can make up for lost time, he’ll definitely help. Finally, though, the variables just don’t add up for Dick Jauron’s team. Besides all that early season chaos, they’ve got to deal with tough divisional battles versus the Patriots, Dolphins and Jets, plus play the AFC South teams and the NFC South teams, which means games against Indy, Tennessee, Jacksonville, Carolina, New Orleans and Atlanta. Which means they probably won’t even match last year’s win total.

New York Jets (5-11)
Excitement is high in Jetsville. A new coach. A new QB. A new attitude. Hmmm... Well, let’s see: Coach Rex Ryan is the son of Buddy Ryan, who was a first-rate assistant coach in the NFL but only so-so as a head coach. (We shall see how far the apple falls from the tree.) Mark Sanchez, savior quarterback, appears confident and had a modicum of success in the preseason. (When the bell rings for the real deal, we’ll see how poised he remains.) What else? Oh yeah, LB Calvin Pace misses the first four games due to suspension for using a banned substance, and DL Shaun Ellis misses the opener for smoking marijuana. So what’s good about the Jets? Offensive line, pretty good. Running backs Thomas Jones and Leon Washington, pretty good, with rookie Shonn Greene (Iowa) a possible major contributor. Jerricho Cotchery’s the big wide receiver. (Eh.) Dustin Keller, a decent tight end, is in his second season. On defense, they added former Ravens Bart Scott and Jim Leonhard and former Eagle Lito Sheppard. Talented cornerback Darrelle Revis enters his third season. Kris Jenkins is the forceful down lineman in the middle. People may be surprised to know that last year only the Chargers and Patriots scored more points than the Jets in the AFC. So, really, the Favre Experiment, in those terms, was not a failure. Can Sanchez muster the same results? Opponents scored 22.3 points per game, but even so, at one point, Favre had the team at 8-3 and heading for the playoffs before the 1-4 meltdown. The D will need to step up, and that’s Ryan’s forte, but there’s still a lot to prove here. The schedule doesn’t help at all: The first five games include the Pats and Titans at home and road games at faraway Houston, New Orleans and Miami. The Jets might be 0-5 before they know what’s hit ’em. I’d hold off on the Sanchez love-fest for a while at least.

AFC SOUTH

Indianapolis Colts (11-5)
Goodbye, Tony Dungy. Hello...Jim Caldwell? I wouldn’t call Caldwell a household NFL name. He’s been with the Colts for seven seasons, more recently in the amorphous “assistant head coach” position. He has a background in offense, but otherwise he’s an unknown quantity. The team he inherits hasn’t changed that much, and based on the Colts’ 2008 year-end surge—nine straight victories, then a tough overtime playoff loss at San Diego—that should bode well. Expect plenty of Peyton Manning throwing to Reggie Wayne, Anthony Gonzalez and Dallas Clark, with Joseph Addai running the football, with help from versatile rookie RB Donald Brown (UConn). The modestly effective defense looks about the same as well, featuring Dwight Freeney and Robert Mathis on the line, linebackers led by Gary Brackett, and an experienced secondary that nonetheless will probably be without talented but oft-injured safety Bob Sanders early on. Plus, K AdamVinatieri returns from surgery, and the verdict still seems to be out on that one. What the absence of the Dungy Factor will mean is something that will have to unfold. Statistically, the Colts have not been stellar on defense, though they’ve always gotten the job done at some level. Can Caldwell inspire that kind of play? Yet as long as Manning is there putting up scores, they’ll compete. Somehow, for a team coming off a 12-4 record, their schedule doesn’t look so tough, with matchups against the weak NFC West and the only so-so AFC East.

Tennessee Titans (10-6)
Last season’s 13-3 Titans team remains essentially unchanged. QB Kerry Collins has hit his stride at the age of 36, and his situation is bulwarked by a strong running game and talented, proven offensive line. So while RBs Chris Johnson, LenDale White and rookie hopeful Javon Ringer (Michigan State) should chalk up serious yardage, questions still remain at wide receiver. To address the issue, the Titans signed ex-Steeler Nate Washington in the off-season. They also drafted WR Kenny Britt (Rutgers) in the first round (#30 overall). But that still leaves veteran Justin Gage as the most reliable pass-catcher on the team, until convinced otherwise. Rookie TE Jared Cook (South Carolina) may emerge as a swing receiver. Collins effectively utilizes tight ends and running backs in the passing game, so the Titans offense should be productive, with any upgrade at the wideouts a bonus. On the defensive line, Albert Haynesworth is gone. That’s not necessarily a bad thing, if last year’s rookie surprises William Hayes and Jason Jones continue to improve. There’s creeping age here, though, with Jevon Kearse (33), David Thornton and Kyle Vanden Bosch (both almost 31) and Keith Bulluck (32) possibly heading toward twilight time. And CB Nick Harper turns 35 on opening night (Sept. 10). The other DBs are experienced and good. Kicking is in the solid hands (or foot) of Rob Bironas. As of this writing, the return game looks uncertain. A tougher schedule awaits head coach Jeff Fisher, and the idea that this is a juggernaut Titans squad will be seriously challenged. Besides the usual tough divisional games versus Indy, Jacksonville and improving Houston, they play the Steelers, Patriots, Cardinals and Chargers, plus a smattering of unknown-quantity mediocrities. Exceeding last year’s mark seems impossible, and a misstep here and there could result in disappointment.

Houston Texans (9-7)
Hope keeps springing eternal in Houston. Head coach Gary Kubiak now has two straight 8-8 finishes under his belt, but one more of those probably won’t please Texan fans. Seven of the Texans’ eight ’09 draft choices made the squad, which means more fresh blood on defense and some depth on the offensive line. But for a team that has supposedly focused on defense in the recent era, the Texans’ 24.6-point yield per game last season is not acceptable (and hence explains the .500 record). First-round draft choice LB Brian Cushing (Southern Cal) steps immediately into the starting lineup, joining young vet and Pro Bowler DeMeco Ryans. The D-line has impressive recent draft choices Mario Williams and Amobi Okoye as its anchors, so that’s definitely a good thing. The cornerbacks are veteran Jacques Reeves and improving Fred Bennett, and also Dunta Robinson, who staged an offseason holdout and only reported to the team this week. The offensive line still appears to be developing, but after years of nightmarish performance there, they might finally be turning the corner with consistent younger vets. That’s good, too, because injury-prone QB Matt Schaub needs all the help he can get. If he goes down—as he has in both the last two seasons—it’s either ex-Lion Dan Orlovsky or ex-Bear Rex Grossman under center. Whoever’s handling snaps will gladly hand the ball off to second-year RB Steve Slaton, who had an exciting rookie year, gaining 1,282 yards on the ground and catching 50 passes. Talented—but also injury-prone—ex-Titan Chris Brown backs him up. Of course, the big talent on this offense is WR Andre Johnson, who caught 115 passes in 2008 for 1,575 yards and 8 TDs. Johnson is, as they say, a beast, and he gets acceptable assistance on the outside from Kevin Walter (60 catches, 8 TDs). Plus, Owen Daniels (70 catches, 12.3 average) is the tight end, who also performs like a WR. Andre Davis and Jacoby Jones are the excellent return guys, and the place-kicking is in good hands with Kris Brown. The Texans have the talent to exceed last year’s finish, and with a break here or there, they might be in the playoff picture. They need to beat their division foes a few times, ’cause the rest of the schedule—Raiders, 49ers, Jets, Bengals, Bills, Seahawks, Rams—offers plenty of opportunities to grab surer Ws.

Jacksonville Jaguars (8-8)
Hard to believe, but Jack Del Rio enters his seventh season as the Jags’ head coach. It’s been a roller-coaster at times, but last year’s 5-11 definitely wasn’t supposed to happen. Now it’s kind of back to the drawing board, and the Jags have cut loose some familiar vets, while eight of their nine draft choices made the ’09 squad. The QB is still David Garrard. He’s talented and versatile. Maurice Jones-Drew is the main running threat, and is also a force out of the backfield catching passes. The great Torry Holt was acquired in the off-season to bolster the receiving corps, which otherwise looks a little questionable with Troy Williamson, Mike Walker and Nate Hughes. TE Marcedes Lewis seems to be improving. The offensive line may feature two rookies, Eugene Monroe and Eben Britton, but off-season acquisition Tra Thomas has an All-Pro pedigree and 10th-year center Brad Meester’s proven. The once fearsome Jaguars defense still has power-hitters on the defensive line—Reggie Hayward, John Henderson—and the linebacking corps appears competent with younger, if unspectacular, vets. Rashean Mathis and Reggie Nelson anchor the defensive backfield, but veterans Brian Williams and Marlon McCree were let go at the last cutdown—leaving a potentially uncomfortable situation. The Jags should compete, but they probably need help on defense, and surprisingly they drafted lightly in that area. The out-of-division schedule looks quite merciful, with only Arizona and New England looming as ominous. If they can somehow break even against divisional foes, the Jags could surprise, but they’ll need some good performances at presently uncertain positions for that to happen.

AFC NORTH

Pittsburgh Steelers (13-3)
You know, if you browse through the Steelers ’08 stats, you don’t see that much—on the offensive side of the ledger. QB Ben Roethlisberger had okay stats. Nothing extraordinary, though. No 1,000-yard rusher on that team. One receiver, Hines Ward, had a Pro Bowl-worthy statistical year. Then you look a little closer, and you notice that this team had 51 sacks and 20 interceptions. And that tells the classic tale of winning football. The scary thing is that practically everybody returns to line up all over again at the exact same spots. RB Willie Parker may get pushed by Rashard Mendenhall, and WR Limas Sweed may start to get more opportunities to catch passes. Otherwise, it looks like deja vu all over again. Many of the Steelers nine draft choices made the team as well, which means depth is being developed with younger guys. Rookie Mike Wallace (Mississippi) is set to return kickoffs, and new addition, former CFL-er, Stefan Logan will return punts. I guess someone will beat this team at some point during the season, but their toughest out-of-division opponents—Tennessee, San Diego, Minnesota, Green Bay—all have to come to Pittsburgh to do that. When the Steelers go on the road, they play Detroit, Denver, K.C., and Miami. Who’s making these schedules?

Baltimore Ravens (9-7)
Believe it or not, the Ravens actually scored more points than the Steelers last season. But, like Pittsburgh, it was playing great defense that brought them a playoff berth. Defections have forced some changes for ’09. Not least of these is former defensive coordinator Rex Ryan’s departure to New York to coach the Jets. LB Tavares Gooden, a second-year man, steps into a starting role on the heels of Bart Scott’s departure (also to the Jets). DL Kelly Gregg returns after missing a year with a knee injury. Newly signed free agent Domonique Foxworth takes over one corner position, and safety Dawan Landry returns from injury after missing almost the entire ’09 season. These changes may affect the chemistry significantly. Greg Mattison is the new DC, and he’ll still have Ray Lewis, Terrell Suggs, Trevor Pryce, Haloti Ngata, Samari Rolle and Ed Reed around, though all a year older. All the concerns about the D have made everyone fairly blase about Joe Flacco. Can the second-year QB improve on his surprise rookie year? He has many of his weapons back, especially since WR Derrick Mason decided to un-retire. Mark Clayton is a good receiver, as is TE Todd Heap. Le’Ron McClain emerged as a punishing runner in ’09, and he’s back. Second-year RB Ray Rice will push Willis McGahee for serious playing time. There’s a new center for Flacco, as free agent Matt Birk has come over from Minnesota. The Ravens’ draft was modest but has mighty proportions, including rookie OL Michael Oher (Mississippi) who moves into a starting role at right tackle, and also DE Paul Kruger (Utah) who could pay immediate dividends. Steve Hauschka is the new kicker replacing retired Matt Stover.

Cincinnati Bengals (5-11)
The big news for the Bengals, coming off a dour 4-11-1 2008, is the return of QB Carson Palmer, who went down with an elbow injury in last season’s fourth game. The excellent T. J. Houshmandzadeh is gone, but Old Reliable Chad #85 will be here to catch Palmer’s passes, provided he can get enough time from an offensive line that is short on experience and shorter on name recognition. To make matters worse, in typically pathetic Bengalian fashion, first-round draft choice OL Andre Smith (Alabama) signed late, then fractured his foot in camp. Ex-Jet Laveranues Coles is a new addition to the receiving corps, while sometime-bad boy receiver Chris Henry had a promising preseason. Cedric Benson, apparently staying away from his boating hobby for the time being, will attempt to put in a complete and productive season as the main running back. The so-so defense from last year returns mostly in tact, except for two major new additions: former Cowboys safety Roy Williams, coming off injury, and former Bears/Cowboys troublemaker defensive tackle Tank Johnson. Besides Smith, the draft brought LB Rey Maualuga (Southern Cal) and a new punter, Kevin Huber (Cincinnati). Undrafted rookie free agent Quan Cosby (Texas) made the team as a punt returner and spare receiver. A lot has to come together for this team to make a move, even if Palmer returns to form. Hard to believe Marvin Lewis still has his job, but maybe management figures no one would ever want to come in to replace him. And no schedule would look easy to this team.

Cleveland Browns (3-13)
Unfortunately for them, the Browns look a lot like the Bengals. They were 4-12 in 2008 and now new coach Eric Mangini, after some modest success with the Jets, enters football purgatory. Like the Bengals’, the Browns’ defense is not the worst, but it needs to be 10 times better because the offense is so erratic. The Brady Quinn/Derek Anderson QB derby is still afoot, aging Jamal Lewis is the main running back, and TE Kellen Winslow is gone. WR Braylon Edwards, great at times, returns, while Joshua Cribbs is being asked to step up and apply his elusiveness as a kick returner to the wide receiver position, a la the Bears’ Devin Hester. The O-line has some vets, plus high-profile 2007 draft choice Joe Thomas. As for the D, last year’s squad mustered but 17 sacks (by way of comparison, the Steelers had 51). But there are a few new faces. Arriving via trade from the Jets is SS Abram Elam and DL Kenyon Coleman. Also from the Jets are LBs Eric Barton and David Bowens, both pretty much journeyman types, but maybe Mangini thinks their familiarity with his system will help. They’ll team up with younger vets Kamerion Wimbley and D’Qwell Jackson to provide fairly assured middle-tier defensive play. Most of the secondary are returnees, and DL Robaire Smith tries to rebound from 2008 injury. Team sack leader Shaun Rogers is also back. There are a lot of retreads and unknown factors on this team. Plus, the draft added no earth-shaking immediate hope. And, just like the Bengals, no schedule would be kind to them.

AFC WEST

San Diego Chargers (11-5)
The Chargers finished 8-8 last year, lucked into the playoffs, then advanced by beating the Colts in the wild card game. I don’t know if that makes head coach Norv Turner a genius or an idiot. Maybe it’s the water in San Diego. It pansies you up or something. Anyway: good young QB, Philip Rivers; the great L.T., soon to be overtaken by Darren Spoles; talented WRs Vincent Jackson and Chris Chambers; excellent TE Antonio Gates. The offensive line looks impressively the same, save for rookie Louis Vasquez (Texas Tech), who starts at right guard. The defense, which proved uncharacteristically porous in ’08, returns most everybody; more importantly, Shawne Merriman, who missed last year due to injury, looks back to form. One critical change is the addition of former Cowboys LB Kevin Burnett. Nate Kaeding is the reliable kicker. The schedule suits ’em. They oughta win the division, then get out-physicalized in the playoffs by a team from the East.

Oakland Raiders (7-9)
Actually, it’s a minor miracle the Raiders won five games last season. They changed coach in mid-season and their stats generally sucked on both sides of the ball. Still, there’s the makings here of a good defense. The returning vets in the secondary are led by the excellent CB Nnamdi Asomugha. Ex-Cowboy Greg Ellis and former Patriot Richard Seymour join an already veteran DL, while Jon Alston moves up from mostly special teams work to starting LB, supplementing tough, talented Thomas Howard and Kirk Morrison. The offense is another, less obvious story. Is JaMarcus Russell any good at quarterback? Is Darren McFadden a marquee runner? The Raiders have spent a ton of money trying to find these things out. If Russell fails, there’s not much backing him up, since Jeff Garcia was canned. If McFadden falters, there’s Justin Fargas, and also Michael Bush, who showed flashes of excitement late last season. The receiving corps mixes experience (Javon Walker) with younger guys like Chaz Schilens and Johnnie Lee Higgins, plus #1 draft choice Darrius Heyward-Bey (Maryland), who could be a real find if someone can get him the ball. On balance, Raiders strive for upward mobility and find some growth. If Russell can really play, they might surprise a few teams.

Kansas City Chiefs (5-11)
They hope their long national nightmare is over in Kansas City. Not so fast. Just because it’s hard to repeat a 2-14 season doesn’t mean it can’t happen. New head coach Todd Haley is making changes, however—including sacking his offensive coordinator, Chan Gailey, during the preseason—and this should prove to be an interesting team to watch. New QB Matt Cassel got hurt in preseason but supposedly will be ready to start. Can he repeat the magic of 2008, when he came out of obscurity, with little NFL game experience, to lead the Pats to an 11-5 record? The backups, Brodie Croyle and Tyler Thigpen, doubtless would like a major crack at this task. (Actually, I rather liked watching Thigpen last year. Check his numbers. They’re not bad, especially for a guy who practically had to do it all alone.) Tony Gonzalez, all-world tight end, is now gone to Atlanta, leaving unspectacular journeyman Sean Ryan #1 on the depth chart. RB Larry Johnson is going to attempt to return to the 1,000-yard club, and he should get every opportunity. Hard to see who’ll push him, unless it’s second-year man Jamaal Charles. Dwayne Bowe is a great receiver, very unheralded, and the other starter, ex-Bear Mark Bradley, is trying to jump-start his once-promising career. There’s depth at wideout with Bobby Engram and Terrance Copper. The KC O-line is a mixed bag of rather unknown vets—Brian Waters, former Charger Mike Goff—younger strivers (Ikechuku Ndukwe, Rudy Niswanger), and 2008 first-round draft choice Branden Albert, from whom much is expected at left tackle. This year’s #1 draft choice, Tyson Jackson (LSU), gets thrown immediately into the fray at left defensive end, bookending the Chiefs’ other 2008 #1 draftee, Glenn Dorsey, in the 3-4 scheme. This is clearly a place of need, for surely the Chiefs must have been the only team in the NFL last year with more interceptions (13) than sacks (10). There’s yet another first-round draft pick (2006) at linebacker in Tamba Hali. He and holdover Demorrio Williams will be joined in the middle by new signees Corey Mays (ex-Cincy) and former Patriot Mike Vrabel, now 34 but apparently still capable. The youngish secondary welcomes veteran newcomer and former Bears Pro Bowler Mike Brown. The Chiefs yet again appeared to draft wisely with an eye toward foundation for the future, and they also found a new placekicker in Ryan Succop (South Carolina). Too much would have to suddenly jell for the Chiefs to take a major step forward, but teams shouldn’t score 440 points against them again. What is mostly unknown is whether Cassel’s success in New England was a fluke. For that alone, the Chiefs will get some close scrutiny this year. Clearly a sadist devised their schedule: Besides the Chargers twice, they play the Ravens, Eagles, Giants, Cowboys, Redskins and Steelers. Even so, they should at least double 2008’s win total.

Denver Broncos (3-13)
Wow, where do we begin here? No more Cutler. Brandon Marshall hardly present. Question marks and age at every position. Plus a new coach whose apparent cockiness makes you want to see him fail. So how good can the Broncos’ defense be when they’re signing 33-year-old DE Vonnie Holliday at the last minute? This D gave up 448 points last year, so maybe Cutler is absolved from blame for the meltdown that made the Broncs miss the playoffs. Denver’s D amassed 25 sacks and—get this—6 interceptions all last year. Only Champ Bailey remains from that secondary, and Brian Dawkins—soon to be 36—has been added along with ex-Dolphins Andre Goodman and Renaldo Hill. Only now the Broncs may have the oldest starting defensive backfield in football. Andra Davis, a very good linebacker formerly with the Browns, joins standbys Elvis Dumervil, D. J. Williams and Mario Haggan in the middle of the 3-4. Two unknown quantities, Ronald Fields and Ryan McBean, will try to help veteran Kenny Peterson muster a pass rush. Sadly, the offense doesn’t look much better. QB Kyle Orton is a gutsy fellow, but unless rookie Knowshon Moreno (Georgia) shows up in a big way, he’ll be handing the ball off to committee runners with mixed results. At the moment his big receiver is sophomore Eddie Royal, who looked great last year. But without a cooperative Marshall, you start turning to Jabar Gaffney and Brandon Stokley. The O-line is a work in progress. Hell, I don’t even remember who kicks field goals in Denver. (It’s Matt Prater.) A once-proud program appears to have hit the skids. But McDaniels is a genius. So don’t worry; be happy.


NFC EAST

Dallas Cowboys (11-5)
The Cowboys finished a disappointing 9-7 in 2008, dropping three of their last four games. Now Terrell Owens is gone, but that could be a good thing. If coach Wade Phillips wants to keep his job, he’d better make the playoffs, and maybe do even more. This squad is poised to achieve. QB Tony Romo will throw to TE Jason Witten and WRs Patrick Crayton and (presumably rejuvenated) Roy Williams. Marion Barber and Felix Jones promise a potent duo at running back. The O-line is veteran but not decrepit, with the possible exception of Flozell Adams. The defense has added veteran former Falcon LB Keith Brooking, and along with Bradie James, DeMarcus Ware and Anthony Spencer, the Cowboys are strong indeed in the middle tier of their 3-4 scheme. Marcus Spears and Jay Ratliff apply the DL pressure along with newcomer ex-Charger Igor Olshansky, and the secondary looks to be a good mix of vets and comers, including the addition of former Jag Gerald Sensabaugh. The placekicking looks solid with returning Nick Folk, who hit 90.9% of his field goals in ’08. So, besides looking strong all over, the Cowboys have a relatively agreeable schedule, with their toughest non-division games—Carolina, Atlanta, San Diego—all in front of the home crowd.

Philadelphia Eagles (10-6)
The Eagles are too often a bridesmaid, losing last year’s conference championship game to the Cardinals. They are being touted again as an NFC favorite, but we shall see. All the hubbub about Michael Vick won’t mean squat if the wins don’t come. Help has arrived from rookies in RB LeSean McCoy (Pitt) and WR Jeremy Maclin (Mizzou). If the O-line performs, QB Donovan McNabb should be able to work his options. I guess RB Brian Westbrook is up for another pounding, but at some point he’s got to wear down. WR/PR DeSean Jackson, last season’s acclaimed rookie, returns to add excitement whenever he gets his hands on the ball. The defense gave up the fewest points in the NFC last year, and most every one of this year’s starters was a part of that success. The newer faces (Akeem Jordan, Quintin Demps) are also products of the Eagles system. As a rookie, Demps was 2008’s kickoff returner, but now he moves to starting safety. David Akers is back to kick field goals. Stiff schedule, of course, but 10 wins should get ’em solidly into the playoff picture, though the NFC South teams will have something to say about that.

New York Giants (9-7)
Did they get complacent? The Giants entered 2008 as NFL champions, proceeded to go 12-4, tied the Cardinals for most points scored in the NFC—and then lost at home in the playoffs to the Eagles. Now they’ve lost RB Derrick Ward to free agency, WR Amani Toomer got old and was traded and WR Plaxico Burress is going to jail. There’s still talent on offense, though, mainly beastly RB Brandon Jacobs, QB Eli Manning and some decent receivers (Hixon, Smith, Moss). The O-line looks reliable again, too. Injured DE Osi Umenyiora returns to the defense, and that’s important, especially since the linebacking looks unsure. The secondary comprises all returnees from last year, though not all were starters then. The Giants, in fact, look vulnerable, especially on defense. Their draft yielded them WR Hakeem Nicks (North Carolina), who could surprise people, and LB Clint Sintim (Virginia), who might play more than originally expected. Otherwise, they didn’t appear to score much depth. The out-of-division schedule isn’t too toxic, actually, but there are critical tilts versus New Orleans, Arizona, San Diego, Atlanta, Carolina and Minnesota. Plus the six games versus Philly, Dallas and Washington. Giants losing momentum, it says here.

Washington Redskins (9-7)
I used to really like the Redskins. Followed ’em religiously. But ever since owner Dan Snyder and his whiny little countenance took over, the Skins are a trial to root for. They spend money, amass talent—Portis, Moss, Randle El, etc.—then play with no soul. Even the Gibbs Era II was mostly lackluster. I like Jim Zorn okay, though, and I’d like to see him succeed. A lot depends on QB Jason Campbell, but it’s anyone’s guess if his achievements will ever measure up to his promise. The Skins are hoping for contributions from last year’s rookie class of wideouts, namely, Malcolm Kelly and Devin Thomas. Portis is still a great runner, but the guy takes a punishing. Will he hold up? With the addition of Albert Haynesworth, the D-line takes an upward turn, especially since older folks like Cornelius Griffin and Phillip Daniels and Renaldo Wynn have seen better days. Rookie LB Brian Orakpo (Texas) steps in to a starting role, and, along with vets London Fletcher and fourth-year man Rocky McIntosh, the Skins look strong in the middle tier. The secondary is stacked with talent: Carlos Rogers, DeAngelo Hall, LaRon Landry and last year’s rookie surprise Chris Horton. There’s a new punter, Hunter Smith. Mediocre Shaun Suisham again draws the nod to kick field goals, though that situation bears watching. Despite all their NFC East competition, this is still a very dangerous team—if it gets coached up right. The Redskins should improve, but by how much?

NFC SOUTH

New Orleans Saints (11-5)
Mediocrity haunted the 2008 Saints, who finished 8-8 despite the presence of Drew Brees and a potent passing offense. The offensive line allowed only 13 sacks, and if that continues, Brees should once again have ample time to get the ball to WRs Marques Colston, Devery Henderson, and Lance Moore. Jeremy Shockey is the tight end, presumably healthy. Running back is still iffy. Reggie Bush needs to rebound from injury to complement Pierre Thomas, who’s had his own preseason injury issues. The Saints had only four draft picks this year, yielding them Malcolm Jenkins (Ohio State), a promising cornerback, and a new punter, Thomas Morstead (SMU). The D has many familiar veteran names—Charles Grant, Will Smith, Jonathan Vilma, Scott Shanle, Jabari Greer, Roman Harper, Darren Sharper. If they’re not too old, they’ll look to improve on a defense that last year gave up 393 points. Big things are expected from second-year DT Sedrick Ellis. And there’s good depth in the secondary, as a matter of fact. Let’s face it, you can have a great offense, but without some defense, you tend to achieve at the .500 level. The schedule provides opportunity. Will the Saints take advantage?

Atlanta Falcons (10-6)
While finishing 11-5 last year against a relatively easy schedule, the Falcons nevertheless had impressive road victories at Green Bay, San Diego and Minnesota. The ascension of rookie QB Matt Ryan was a huge story, and the Falcons look ready to contend again. It’s funny to me that, for years, people dissed WRs Roddy White and Michael Jenkins, and drew the conclusion that if only they were better, Michael Vick would have better numbers. Hmmm... Funny how since Vick has left these guys have learned how to catch a ball on the run. Credit Ryan with that development. Michael Turner and Jerious Norwood return at running back, and perennial All-Pro and probable Hall of Famer Tony Gonzalez is now at tight end. As for the defense, it’s an interesting mix of older and younger, with veteran DE John Abraham returning from a career year (16.5 sacks) and 2007 #1 draft choice Jamaal Anderson ready to step it up a notch at the other DE. Former Jag Mike Peterson joins the youngish but talented linebacking corps—his leadership should help—and the secondary has aggressive, young guys ready to come into their prime. Of course, the schedule’s tougher. The Falcons might win one less game than in 2008; on the other hand, they could catch fire and even surprise themselves.

Carolina Panthers (10-6)
The 12-4 Panthers tanked in the playoffs in 2008, losing badly on their home field to the Cardinals. Once again, they look strong, and all but one of their seven draft choices made the squad, adding youth and depth. RBs DeAngelo Williams and Jonathan Stewart are the imposing 1-2 punch out of the backfield. QB Jake Delhomme has sharp targets in Steve Smith and Muhsin Muhammad. The defense mixes youth and experience and obvious talent, with DE Julius Peppers, LBs Jon Beason and Na’ll Diggs, and a secondary poised to dominate. Reliable John Kasay kicks the field goals (90.3% in 2008). The schedule’s a stiff challenge, with non-division games versus Philly, Dallas, Arizona, New England, Minnesota and the Giants. And the division games will be every bit as tough, too. The Panthers could, with luck, equal last year’s 12 wins. They look really good on paper, but the games are played on the field. And come to think of it, they could perform well and still miss the playoffs, since Atlanta and New Orleans are definitely in the hunt.

Tampa Bay Buccaneers (5-11)
The Bucs were 9-3 last year on the morning of Dec. 8, 2008, apparently headed for the playoffs. Then they dropped four straight to finish 9-7—including a finale at home to the Raiders, of all people—dropped out of the postseason race, and dropped Jon Gruden as their head coach. In the age of increasingly younger head coaches, the team tapped Raheem Morris, all of 33 years old and the former Bucs defensive coordinator. In a move that probably raised eyebrows in some quarters, Morris handed the QB job to Byron Leftwich, and this was followed shortly thereafter by the canning of offensive coordinator Jeff Jagodzinksi hardly a week before the season started. (I’m guessing there is chaos in Tampa, but we shall see.) They’ve got some decent running backs—Earnest Graham, Derrick Ward, a rehabbed Cadillac Williams (who looked good in preseason)—and they’ve added Kellen Winslow to the receiving corps. But can Leftwich be consistent? He’s got an arm, all right, and he can do damage, but he’s also a bit of a plodder. His ascension also means #1 draft choice Josh Freeman sits, with third-stringer Josh Johnson also holding a clipboard. The defense, despite decent ’08 numbers, seems suspect, mainly because the name players are either aging or aren’t exactly premier talent, and the youngsters, like third-year man Gaines Adams, haven’t yet proven themselves. Possibly rookies Roy Miller (Texas) and Kyle Moore (Southern Cal) will help on the defensive line. Yet the Bucs begin the year with a nightmare schedule: Four of their first five games are against the NFC East. Then they have to go to London to play the Patriots on Oct. 25. (What fun THAT will be!) Plus road games at Atlanta, Carolina and New Orleans. Reaching .500 would probably be a dream for Raheem. But don’t bet on it.

NFC NORTH

Minnesota Viking (11-5)
Never mind the soap opera that is Brett Favre. He still looks capable, and if he stays healthy, this Vikings offense should be very exciting. Adrian Peterson’s the best runner in the league, and if any QB can exploit that situation, it’s Favre. The WRs are a capable mixed bag—Bernard Berrian, Sidney Rice, Bobby Wade—but also the addition of rookie swingman Percy Harvin (Florida) opens up a range of varied (and scary) offensive possibilities. The Vikes’ O-line was already pretty formidable, but 6’8” 332-pound rookie Phil Loadholt (Oklahoma) comes aboard to bolster the right tackle position. (He already blocked for Peterson in college, mind you.) Plus, Chester Taylor is Peterson’s backup, and he’s really good. The defense mixes talent, youth and experience at every tier, and led by Jared Allen amassed 45 sacks in ’08 plus 12 interceptions. The schedule offers the Vikes a shot at getting out of the chute with a bang, but the three season-enders (at Carolina, at Chicago, the Giants at home) could have a lot to say about their playoff positioning. Doing much better than ’08’s 10-6 record is very possible but nothing’s a cakewalk in this league. (I’m not convinced Brad Childress is a good coach. Are you?)

Green Bay Packers (11-5)
The verdict’s still out on these Packers. Supposedly a really good team, they fell to 6-10 last year, when a highly regarded defense gave up 380 points (which is 157 more points than the champion Steelers gave up). You can’t blame QB Aaron Rodgers for the failures, that’s for sure. He threw for more than 4,000 yards, with 28 TDs and only 13 INTs. RB Ryan Grant gained over 1,200 yards on the ground. WRs Jennings and Driver each gained more than 1,000 yards. Those guys are all back, which is good news. But the Pack have had nagging injuries in the preseason on both sides of the ball, and were trading for secondary help the day after final cutdown. Depth could be a serious issue also along the defensive line; first-round draft choice B. J. Raji (Boston College) will be counted on, if he can stay healthy. Other first-round draft choice LB Clay Matthews (Southern Cal) got a lot of hype (with his family ties to the game), and he should see plenty of action. Funny thing is, having fallen last year, the Packers get a scheduling break. How are these for non-divisional opponents: Cincy, St. Louis, Cleveland, Tampa Bay, San Francisco, Seattle? The bad news is Pittsburgh, Arizona, Dallas, Baltimore. If the Packers truly are any good, they could take advantage of the situation and win 12-13 games. But it’s like real life: When you’ve got your health, you’ve got everything.

Chicago Bears (9-7)
It should be an eventful season in Chicago. A lot is expected from QB Jay Cutler, whom the locals hope will be an actual, by-golly real quarterback for the next 10 years. You know, the kind who can throw for 300 yards a game with lots of TD passes and has an ability to lead the team on game-winning, last-minute drives. Cutler will attempt this with question marks at wide receiver (unless you believe in the Devin Hester experiment and second-year man Earl Bennett). There are decent TEs, though—Desmond Clark, Greg Olsen—and also versatile RB Matt Forte, who had a wonderful rookie year in 2008 and led his team in receptions and rushing. The offensive line is a mixed bag of good vets (Kreutz, Garza), as-yet-untested quantities (Chris Williams, Josh Beekman) and one huge risk (aging former All-Pro Orlando Pace). Defensively, the Bears aren’t getting younger, though there are still many formidable names in the lineup: Urlacher, Briggs, Ogunleye, Alex Brown, Tommie Harris. They added ex-Ram Piso Tinoisamoa to the linebacking corps, and he could be a very nice fit. Manning and Vasher are the secondary vets, but otherwise that unit still has a lot to prove. The Bears added no obvious impact players through the draft. They finished 9-7 in ’08 and almost made the playoffs. The plan here is for Cutler to put them over the top. If he doesn’t, folks will probably start grousing. The schedule’s not that accommodating, either: Pittsburgh, Atlanta, Arizona, Philly, Baltimore plus four tough divisional matchups versus Minnesota and Green Bay. Exceeding last year’s record simply might not happen.

Detroit Lions (5-11)
Whatever difficulties the Lions face in ’09, their fortunes have to improve over last season’s historically pathetic 0-16. New head coach Jim Schwartz arrives with a modest but legit pedigree of success with defenses with the Titans, and he’ll need to work some magic on a team that yielded 517 points last year. That’s an astounding 32.3 points per game. In fact, Schwartz has some tools to work with, if he can inculcate a good system, and, most critically, if his veteran defenders can stay healthy. Grady Jackson, Julian Peterson, Larry Foote, Philip Buchanon, Anthony Henry, Marquand Manuel—their best days are probably all behind them. But if the Lions’ D looks like a halfway house for NFL retreads, there’s at least some experience there. A handful of rookie defenders need to step up and help, but whatever Schwartz concocts has to be an improvement. Of course, the big question on offense is about rookie quarterback Matthew Stafford. In the wake of recent trends, where the Falcons’ Matt Ryan and Ravens’ Joe Flacco have proven that rookie QBs can be successful, he’s getting the starting nod. (Besides, the alternative is Daunte Culpepper or worse.) Stafford will struggle, it seems assured, but he’s got two talented Johnsons he can throw to—Bryant and Calvin—presuming he can get protection from an evolving offensive line that mixes so-so vets with younger developing talent but also isn’t bad on depth. Rookie tight end Brandon Pettigrew (Oklahoma) could emerge as a favorite Stafford target. The running back is second-year man Kevin Smith, who gained 976 yards in ’08, with a 4.1 average and 8 TDs. Placekicker Jason Hanson is pushing 40, and recently had knee surgery, but he’s hit 82.2% of his career field goals and last year hit 21 of 22, and is now seventh on the all-time scoring list with 1,747 points. It’s tough to see the Lions winning more than five games, but their schedule is stacked with iffy opponents—St. Louis, Seattle, Cleveland, Cincy and San Francisco—and if they can somehow emerge out of their tough division with a win or two, they might exceed modest expectations.

NFC WEST

Arizona Cardinals (9-7)
You know, the Cardinals gave up 426 points last year. They scored 427. Statistically, they were right there with a 9-7 team. But they caught fire late, and the Super Bowl run was magical. Most of the offensive pieces to the puzzle return—Warner, Fitzgerald, Boldin—and this year the draft netted them RB Beanie Wells (Ohio State), who should team with second-year man Tim Hightower to enhance the ground game. If Warner stays healthy, expect the usual fireworks. If not, Matt Leinart is the man. The starting D looks essentially unchanged, except for the off-season addition of cornerback Bryant McFadden, who won two Super Bowls with the Steelers. I dunno. Seems like if you’re giving up 26.6 points per game, you’d want to do something fairly drastic to correct matters. But guess not. The draft, aside from Wells, only yielded a little depth, but most is on defense. Even with their light divisional schedule, exceeding last year’s win total could be a challenge.

San Francisco 49ers (9-7)
Shaun Hill gets the nod at QB, as Mike Singletary begins his first full season as 49ers head coach. Given the alternatives—Alex Smith, rookie Nate Davis (Ball State)—Hill looks like the best bet, and Singletary finished his partial year at 5-4 with Hill at the helm. (Actually, Davis is a fantastic athlete, so you never know.) Alas, the Niners’ big draftee, WR Michael Crabtree (Texas Tech), is unsigned and still sulking and may be of no help at all this year. Which means second-year man Josh Morgan and aging Isaac Bruce are the “marquee” WRs. Presuming TE Vernon Davis stays out of the coach’s doghouse, he should continue to reach his potential. Frank Gore is the veteran RB. He should still produce, but rookie Glen Coffee (Alabama) could push for playing time. (Remember DeShaun Foster? Pfffft!) More was expected of last season’s defense. They gave up too many points (381), and 30 sacks and 12 INTs can be improved upon. The basic unit remains intact—Lawson, Willis, Haralson and Spikes at LB in the 3-4—with some minor embellishments. DE Demetric Evans comes over from the Redskins, and third-year man Dashon Goldson will start at free safety joining secondary vets Michael Lewis, Nate Clements and (so far) ageless Walt Harris. Meanwhile, everyone’s waiting for last year’s #1 draft choice, DE Kentwan Balmer, to do something positive. Joe Nedney’s the solid veteran placekicker. If you include Crabtree, six of the Niners’ seven draft choices made the team, so that bodes well for an organization that’s refusing to stand still. Will Singletary’s tough-guy approach work? If they can score enough points, and the D improves as it ought, possibly yes.

Seattle Seahawks (4-12)
The good news is Matt Hasselbeck is back. But is that enough to turn a 2008 nightmare (4-12) into a playoff berth? Head coach Jim Mora, Jr., takes over from Mike Holmgren, and he’ll need all the luck he can get. The addition of T.J. Houshmandzadeh at wide receiver is a definite plus. The addition of RB Edgerrin James is...completely vague. But maybe he’ll be better than Julius Jones, who still needs to prove that he’s not the second coming of Kevin Jones. The Seahawks’ offensive line is a complete mystery to the average fan, especially now that the great Walter Jones needs knee surgery. Rookie Max Unger (Oregon) starts at right guard. There are some key changes to a defense that gave up 392 points last year. DT Cory Redding is in from Detroit. (Eh.) DT Colin Cole is in from Green Bay. (Who?) Ex-Panther (and once before a Seahawk) Ken Lucas takes over at one cornerback slot. And all eyes will be on rookie first-round draft choice (#4 overall) LB Aaron Curry (Wake Forest). Veteran DB Lawyer Milloy was added late in the preseason. Frankly, the Seahawks look like a “clinking, clanking, clattering collection of kaligenous junk.” The nightmare continues, and Mora is probably no wizard.

St. Louis Rams (3-13)
After giving up 465 points last year, the Rams decided to import a defensive-minded new coach. Good call. Like the Niners, the Rams had 30 sacks and 12 INTs in ’08, but they must’ve tackled a whole lot worse to end up at 2-14. Of course, the offense sucked also, scoring only 232 points. So ex-Giants DC Steve Spagnuolo has his work cut out for him. The QB is Bulger or Boller. Not too exciting based on recent trends. Steven Jackson is a great RB, when healthy. Donnie Avery’s a talented WR, but the best the Rams can muster at the other wideout is Laurent Robinson, a third-year man over from the Falcons who was injured most all of last year. Maybe former Kentucky standout Keenan Burton can catch fire. TE Randy McMichael is very good. The O-line is veteran, and should be generally effective, with #1 draft choice Jason Smith (Baylor) waiting in the wings. The defense has been tweaked, but to what end is a mystery to be unraveled. DT Hollis Thomas, a 14-year veteran, comes over from New Orleans to join 12-year vet Leonard Little (6 sacks), 2008 #1 draft choice Chris Long (4 sacks), and unproven third-year man Clifton Ryan on the D-line. Will Witherspoon and Chris Draft are the veteran LBs, and they’re joined by #2 draft choice James Laurinaitis (Ohio State). The mostly unchanged secondary welcomes former Giant James Butler. The Rams look mediocre, without doubt, but anything’ll look good after 2008, even if it’s only one more victory.

AFC PLAYOFFS

Wild Card
Colts over Ravens
Titans over Chargers

Divisional
Steelers over Titans
Patriots over Colts

Conference Championship
Steelers over Patriots

NFC PLAYOFFS

Wild Card
Packers over Saints
Falcons over Cardinals

Divisional
Cowboys over Falcons
Vikings over Packers

Conference Championship
Cowboys over Vikings

SUPER BOWL
Steelers over Cowboys

Tuesday, September 08, 2009

Teens Sensational: It's Melanie and Caroline in the Open Quarterfinals

For the third straight match, teen tennis phenom Melanie Oudin ceded the first set to a supposedly superior opponent, then went on to take two out of three, advancing to the U.S. Open quarterfinal. Monday's victim for the 17-year-old Georgian was Russian Nadia Petrova, who fell 6-1, 6-7, 3-6. Oudin has now established herself as the unofficial American Russian killer in this tournament, having previously defeated Maria Sharapova, Elena Dementieva, and Anastasia Pavlyuchenkova.

Oudin's striking, almost boyish, athleticism, her incredible court savvy and her uber-confident approach to the task at hand is surpassed only by her infectious enthusiasm and sincere charm, which is winning her fans in droves with every passing day.

Oudin now will face Caroline Wozniacki (left), who outlasted Svetlana Kuznetsova, winner of the 2004 U.S. Open women's singles title. Wozniacki, only 19 herself, and a bit of a "Maria wannabe" in the looks department, has never played Oudin. Wozniacki is undefeated in her last nine matches and is higher-ranked than Oudin, but Melanie looks hungry, talented, and more importantly, touched by magic.

Saturday, September 05, 2009

Maria Loses to Melanie in U.S. Open Third Round

Once more done in by poor service play, Maria Sharapova lost her third-round U.S. Open match today to 17-year-old American phenom Melanie Oudin, 6-3, 4-6, 5-7.

After keeping her tendency to double-fault at a minimum in the first two rounds of play—4 and 7, respectively—tennis goddess Sharapova sabotaged her early advantage with an astonishing match total of 21 double faults. Sharapova also received third-set trainer assistance when she appeared to strain her right forearm after a particularly intense serve. Sharapova regained her composure, and while her forehand and backhand looked as strong as ever, her continued problems with her service were her undoing. She had no problem breaking Oudin's service, but her inability to hold her own constantly provided Oudin with openings, which she exploited with crisp forehands and strategically placed shots that the lithe and lanky Sharapova could not reach.

The Russian-born Sharapova had easily won her first two tourney matchups, teasing her many fans to think that she had conquered the difficulties she has experienced since her rotator cuff surgery of late 2008. But the service problems are a big-time albatross around Maria's lovely neck.

Meanwhile, Oudin (left), herself nursing a strained upper left thigh, tenaciously wore down her opponent in much the same fashion as she vanquished fourth-ranked Elena Dementieva in a second-round matchup. Oudin is a freckle-faced cutie from Georgia with a great deal of spunky determination, and she definitely exhibits a strong knack for the big critical cross-court winner. In a field strongly represented by Eastern Europeans, Oudin has emerged as a fan favorite, not only because of her youth and poise but also because, aside from the Williams sisters, she represents the first breath of fresh American air on the ladies tennis scene in a good long while.

Oudin will face off against another Russian, 13th-seeded Nadia Petrova, for a place in the quarterfinals.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Cowboys Need to Punt on New Stadium's Video Screen

You know, only in this universe, in this galaxy, in this solar system, on this planet, in this country, in the state of Texas, in the city of Dallas, at this time in history—only there and then could the owner of the highest-profile professional football team in existence build a $1.2 billion football stadium/palace/shrine, and then install in the middle of it 1,500 square yards of video screen that's hung so low that an NFL punter can hit the damn thing with a punted football during regulation play.

I know it didn't occur to Cowboys owner Jerry Jones that any punters would reach his video colossus with their kicks, but that fact that the Titans' A. J. Trapasso—not even the team's regular punter—did it in Friday night's pre-season game can mean only one thing: You hung the damn thing too low, Jerry.

If there were even only a .0001 percent chance that a kicker would hit the video screen, then YOU'VE HUNG THE DAMN THING TOO LOW, JERRY. And protest all you want that Trapasso was trying to hit the monstrosity on purpose. The fact that he DID hit it, and thus introduced into NFL play something totally unique—the do-over punt—means that not only did you hang the damn thing too low, Jerry, but now you must rectify the situation ASAP.

Even if you're feeling a little pimped, Jerry, it's really embarrassing to have the visiting team's punt carom off your ginormous state-of-the-art video screen. The fact that it happened in the very first game ever played in the new Cowboys Stadium maybe means you're lucky. What if it had happened for the first time in the final minutes of an NFC Championship game and somehow cost the Cowboys a Super Bowl berth? How would THAT feel, Jerry?

Everything's bigger in Texas. Especially the egos. And apparently also the desire to have the gaudiest and most foreboding piece of hardware possible hanging directly over the field of play in a new athletic facility conceived in nothing if not excess.

(Hey, has anyone checked all the nuts and bolts on that thing? It's not gonna fall down on top of the Redskins' offense during Monday Night Football, is it? Now there would be a headline: COWBOYS' VIDEO SCREEN CRASHES; PORTIS, CAMPBELL, 9 OTHERS DEAD.)

Talk about unnecessarily drawing attention to one's self. Anyone could have read Jerry's mind at that moment: "WTF?" And you know, Jerry? It doesn't matter if it was never gonna happen ever again. You STILL have to get your overhyped dumbass video screen hoisted up another 20 yards—just to be on the safe side. And if you can't, then maybe you'll just have to take the thing down. (Maybe put it in your rec room?)

Of all the shortsighted, unimaginative decisions a boss-man could make in designing his new football stadium, this one probably ranks highest. I mean, really, Jerry...REALLY?

Never has someone else's unexpected headache seemed so damn funny. But it couldn't have happened to a nicer guy. Unless it were Al Davis.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Maria Advances

In Toronto last night, unseeded and former world No. 1 Maria Sharapova defeated 14th-seeded Agnieszka Radwanska of Poland, 6-2, 7-6 (7-5) to advance to the Rogers Cup semifinals.

After a straightforward victory in the opening set, the Russian-born Sharapova rebounded from an early break of her serve in the second set, eventually winning a hard-fought tiebreaker to take the match. Sharapova battled a few instances of "double-fault-itis," but otherwise looked strong, lithe and beautifully intense. Her previous, most recent WTA victory, in Los Angeles, was over Radwanska's younger sister, Urszula. The Radwanskas are both "ginger kids," and Maria has their number.

Sharapova now faces Alisa Kleybanova in the semifinal round. The unseeded Russian Kleybanova surprised No. 5 seed Jelena Jankovic of Serbia 6-7 (6-8), 7-6 (9-7), 6-2, in a marathon three-hour match. Jankovic was last year's U.S. Open runner-up and last week's champion in Cincinnati.

After Los Angeles, Sharapova's world ranking moved from #61 up to #49. The tennis goddess, a three-time Grand Slam champ, continues to rehab her way back from rotator cuff problems and once again move into the higher echelons of competition.

Maria blew kisses to her fans after the match, and even managed a little Mona Lisa smile during her subsequent interview with ESPN. She appeared relieved to have finished off the spunky Radwanska, who, like her sister before her, simply could not ultimately compete with Sharapova's blistering forehand.

"Maria!
Say it loud and there's music playing,
Say it soft and it's almost like praying."

Friday, August 21, 2009

Titans, Colts Vie for AFC South Divisional Crown: SMA Co-Produces with Nashville247.tv



Sports Media America serves up its second entry in its new video production program. Nashville sports journalist Henry Nichols raps with fellow football freak Sean Vinett on AFC South rival Titans and Colts. Who will win the division in 2009?

Thursday, August 20, 2009

SMA Produces Video for Nashville247.tv



Sports Media America has waded into the video production world. This is our first, very humble effort, produced in conjunction with Nashville247.tv sports journalist Henry Nichols. Henry and fellow "talking head" Sean Vinett analyze the impact of Brett Favre's signing with the Minnesota Vikings. Yes, we know: This is sort of the "Wayne's World" of sports video, two earnest guys just talking at home. (We added the barking dog to add reality to the shoot. She-ahhh! Right!)

But we can already see ways to improve the presentation of these features, so expect to see more of SMA-produced material on video outlets.

Thanks for watching!

Sunday, August 09, 2009

How Do You Solve a Problem Like Maria’s?

Okay, I have a passing interest in tennis. But I don’t really follow the sport. I have general knowledge about the big names, and sometimes have been known to drop what I’m doing and start to watch a match on TV, willing to settle in if the competition compels.

I am also not one of those guys who tends to glom onto sexy lady athletes just because they look incredibly attractive in a tennis skirt or golf togs. Like, when Anna Kournikova was all the rage—a fine piece of Russian jailbait in her time—I didn’t really care. She is a fetching lassie, but now 28, pretty much retired from the game, she’s pursuing grown-up life with her boyfriend-singer Enrique Iglesias. (I looked that up!)

I’ll be damned if I remember watching Anna actually play tennis. But Thursday night just past, I watched Maria Sharapova defeat Urszula Radwanska of Poland, 6-4, 7-5, in straight sets in a quarterfinal of the L.A. Women's Tennis Championships. Now I’m all abuzz.

Yes, Maria is beautiful. She’s a goddess, for chrissake. All of 22 years old, Maria’s been around, I guess, but, again, despite knowing of her, I don’t recall watching her play tennis. (I’ve caught the Williamses in recent years on the telly, but that’s about it.)

Maria hurt her rotator cuff last year and had to suspend her game, undergoing surgery and intense rehabilitation to put herself back on the road to competitive play. Now, I don’t know what she was like on the court beforehand—really good apparently, as a three-time Grand Slam champ—but I understand that her voluble grunting and howling was always a part of the drill. Okay, well, she still does that, with every serve and return: if there’s such a thing as a Russian banshee, then she is one.

But this was no simple, dominant performance by a fine athlete. It was instead practically a Greek epic, with the Medea figure struggling mightily with her demons, striving to put everything back to the way it used to be.

In besting her feisty, smaller opponent—at 5'9," the 18-year-old “ginger kid” Radwanska looks even more petite—the 6’2” Sharapova clearly put her tussle with the gods of corrective surgery on display.

Three successive times, Sharapova double-faulted. I don’t recall seeing even mediocre tennis players do that. She double-faulted numerous times more—13 times altogether—and clearly, as she works her way back into the tennis spotlight, she is struggling hugely with her serve. The speed is there—the radar clocked her at 107 MPH at one point—but Sharapova is so all over the place in this critical area of her game, that she seemed clearly relieved to turn the service over to Radwanska, knowing full well that the powerful Sharapova forehand made breaking service the more viable offensive strategy. (Try pulling that with Serena Williams and surviving.)

Sharapova’s on-court intensity is dramatic—some might say unnerving. Her long, lithe arms and legs splay this way and that as she moves about the court, almost spasmodic yet also controlled by a curious animal instinct that is distinctly her own. With her lovely blondeishness, her ponytail bobbing and swinging with every furious slash of her racquet, her stoical Cassandra-like facial expression unchanging, and her grim determination, Sharapova is a compelling court presence, exuding stardom even when she drives yet another errant serve into the net or out of bounds.

The serve is a big problem, something she hasn’t reclaimed with any consistency since the surgery. But she’s still a potent volleyer, gifted with Amazon athleticism and a powerful right arm still capable of vanquishing opponents.

Yet Saturday, Sharapova lost her semifinal match with Italy’s Flavia Pennetta, #14-ranked in the world currently. Sharapova began the day at #61, a long way from the rankings of headier days. She extended the match to three sets, losing 2-6, 6-4, 3-6, while registering 16 double-faults, even worse than Thursday.

I don’t know about you, but I adore giraffes. They are rare, wondrous creatures. And now, having watched this uniquely physical giraffe of a young woman, I’m a fan. But rehab’s a bitch, even at age 22, and Sharapova needs to go get that serve fixed. If not, well, she’ll still be incredibly beautiful, which is all well and good.

But now I wanna watch her play...again. Hope it’s not too late.

Monday, July 20, 2009

The Hero of Turnberry: Watson’s Meltdown Won't Eclipse His Achievement

Subbing for Tony Kornheiser Friday on ESPN’s “Pardon the Interruption,” veteran sportswriter Bob Ryan averred that if 59-year-old Tom Watson were to win the British Open it would be bad for the game of golf.

Watson’s too old, Ryan said, asserting his belief that old guys don’t make great achievements in other sports—because their juniors are younger, stronger, better—and if Watson outclassed the field at Turnberry it would expose the current crop of competitors as weak sisters. (Presumably that would include Tiger Woods, who missed the cut altogether.)

Ryan’s co-host Dan Le Batard, subbing for Michael Wilbon, chimed in, with some wonder, that you never see 59-year-old’s tossing no-hitters or winning Super Bowls at quarterback, and Ryan jumped on that quickly. “Precisely,” he said. “Which is why it’s not good for golf if Watson wins.”

Ryan, an old fart himself—Should he not win any sportswriting awards at his age?—possibly had a point of some kind. And maybe the fact that Watson was, at the end, challenging the likes of Stewart Cink, Lee Westwood and Matthew Goggin for the Claret Jug was an indicator of golf’s low-ebb talent pool.

Well, Ryan got his wish, and Cink—a good but not elite player—finally won a major, besting Watson in a four-hole playoff in which the senior legend truly looked like an old man, devoid of the strength and stamina we normally expect of champions.

But until his meltdown on the 18th hole in regulation play—his unfortunate, gut-wrenching bogey forced a tie with Cink—Watson was the man. True, his opponents were variously blowing their opportunities to one-up him, but that, of course, wasn’t Watson’s fault. He played consistently good golf for four days, and his experience on the Turnberry course played to his advantage. (We might also mention that Watson—only nine months removed from hip replacement surgery—hit a 297-yard tee shot at one point during the tournament, proving that he can still swing the big clubs with remarkable vigor for a man his age.)

It was very sad that Watson blew his chance. A simple, straight-ahead par on 18 in regulation was all he needed to win the tourney outright. His tee shot was good. His second shot was flawed—ironically, the old man hit it too hard—but after bouncing impressively on the green, the ball kept rolling, beyond the hole and off the green, down a short ridge and into the short rough. Yet even then, Watson was in a very do-able position.

Only the gods of golf might explain what happened next. Instead of chipping the ball back onto the green, hopefully into position for a short par putt, Watson chose his putter, hoping to scoot the ball up the low rise. It was a safety-first kind of move, the sort of thing Watson had been successfully doing all week.

Much will be made of the par putt that Watson eventually blew, but that third shot was the key. Pushing the ball uphill with his putter, Watson struck the ball too hard and also miscalculated the grain of the green, the ball whizzing well past, and significantly to the left of, the hole.

When the finesse he had exhibited all week was demanded most—Where was the short, artful chip that might’ve positioned the ball for a winning gimme par putt?—Watson glitched. Of course, even then he still might’ve holed the 8-foot putt, but that was, also surprisingly, a very lame effort—and anyone watching the tourney knew that the veteran had little chance versus the younger, bigger, more vigorous Cink in a playoff.

Watson’s failure eventually has made it tough for the rest of us to put his achievement into perspective. To be one stroke away from winning the British Open at the age of 59 is simply phenomenal. Even in defeat, it remains historic. Watson proved that a veteran craftsman can eclipse the young turks if the circumstances are right, and he certainly struck a blow for older golfers everywhere, Bob Ryan be damned. (Keep on grinding, one hole at a time, fellas.)

Someday, Tiger Woods will be 59. He’ll be hard-pressed to equal Watson’s feat. In fact, he may never come that close at a much younger age.

Stewart Cink may have won the 2009 British Open, but Tom Watson was the hero of Turnberry. He came just close enough to touch golf’s Mount Olympus and inspire us all.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Best Baseball City in America Is...Not New York

On the heels of last night's All-Star Game in St. Louis, we have to call your attention to the so-called worldwide leader, ESPN, which did one of its lame-ass polls the other day, determining what was the "best" baseball city in the U.S. Wow, what a surprise! New York came out on top! With Los Angeles second, and Chicago third. Funny how those are the three most populous cities.

Complete balderdash. I have to nominate St. Louis. It's heartland, the team dating back to the St. Louis Brown Stockings in 1882, morphing into the Cards in 1900. They're always competitive in St. Louis—haven't had a completely embarrassing team since 1908 (49-105)—and, last night, rolling out former players Bob Gibson, Ozzie Smith, Lou Brock, Bruce Sutter, Red Schoendienst, and the incredibly great Stan Musial was the clincher.

The Yankees, BTW, only go back to 1901, but then they were the Baltimore Orioles. The original Yankees were a carpetbagger team!! They didn't actually become the Yankees until 1913.

Now, the Cubs go back to 1876 as the White Stockings, morphed into the Colts, morphed into the Orphans (!!), then became the Cubs in 1903. Alas, the Cubs don't have a winning tradition, but the Cardinals definitely do.

St. Louis is the best baseball town in America. The city itself has a population of only about 400,000, but a Metro area pop. of 2.8 million. New York, on the other hand, has a city pop. of 8M, with a Metro area pop. of 19M!

In 2008, the Yankees drew 4.3M fans. The Mets 4M. The Dodgers 3.7M. Who was 4th? The Cardinals, with 3.4M, outdrawing the Phillies, Angels, Cubs, Tigers and Red Sox, plus much larger cities like Houston and Atlanta.

It's a no-brainer. Per capita, St. Louis rules the baseball world. But no, ESPN runs their stupid poll and every douchebag in NY probably voted.

Never believe what you see. Always look further.

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Judge Not...?

The dust seems to have settled on the Steve McNair affair. In the brief span of 10 days, the former NFL great was shot dead, oft-eulogized, and then buried in the ground in Mississippi. And, in what appears to be an open-and-shut police case, the whys and wherefores of McNair’s demise have been neatly summarized and accepted as fact.

If you’d asked me 11 days ago what I thought of McNair, I’d’ve told you that, with the exception of watching Walter Payton during my years in Chicago, McNair was the most exciting football player I’d ever followed on a local fan basis. Since 1999, when I moved to Music City, watching McNair quarterback the Titans was a thrilling experience. His feats of derring-do, if not always bringing victory, certainly roused the childlike fan in me, easily propelling me off the couch with uncontrollable zeal and a pumped fist, and evoking spontaneous whoops of joy—even when there was no one else there to share the moment with.

So Steve McNair was my hero, as he was to many, many others. On the field.

The off-the-field McNair has been touted as an upbeat fellow, modest, generous-minded, and a man who, in the common parlance of athlete-speak, gave back to his community. Or, as one newspaper account put it, had a “charming personality and charitable nature.”

In the absence of other hard data, McNair’s giving seems to have come in the form of making public appearances (Kiwanis Club, United Way, Boys and Girls Clubs of America, etc.) and running football camps. Fine things all.

But we’re not really talking about Mother Teresa here. McNair’s public appearances for causes are pretty typical for wealthy, popular, high-profile athletes who only work at their real jobs for about six months of the year.

Unfortunately, what is also known about McNair is that he tended to get mixed up in DUIs—either his own or friends’—that he liked hanging out in bars and that he carried a gun. In the wake of his murder, and as details of his relationship with Sahel Kazemi came to light, we also learned about the McNair who publicly, even if not necessarily carelessly, cheated on his wife. Further anecdotal evidence has also pointed to the fact that he may have been cheating on the mistress who eventually killed him. So we’d be plain old naive to believe that there weren’t other “side brawds” involved with this married father of four.

But, hey, Steve was a guy so full of life that he wanted to spread the love around. That’s cool, especially to those folks who easily accept—or expect—that that’s what virile men do. And truly, if this whole tawdry sequence of events had never happened, McNair would remain a hero, and blissful ignorance would be ours.

Unfortunately, McNair’s risky private life became nth-degree public, and we learned he was no saint. Which is probably why I didn’t really know what to make of the eulogy of Pastor Joseph W. Walker III, of Mt. Zion Baptist Church, at the McNair memorial service in Nashville on July 9.

Walker’s somber speechifying included this: "Drop your stone the next time you write about Steve McNair. Drop your stone the next time you text somebody. Drop your stone the next time you Twitter. Drop your stone, those of you in the barbershops, the beauty shops. Those of you walking the streets on the corner, drop your stone."

The reference here apparently is to the biblical admonition, “Let he who is without sin cast the first stone...” (With some irony, we note that the online Urban Dictionary defines “drop a stone” as ”Verb. An action you take to relieve yourself of a great pressure in your abdomen.”)

I guess it’s weird enough that a man of the cloth finds it necessary to include references to text-messaging and Twitter in a very public and formal eulogy. (It’s come to that, I suppose.) But Rev. Walker seems to have missed a golden opportunity to weigh in on the wages of sin and the importance of family men sticking to their families.

I wouldn’t guess that Walker condones McNair’s “playa” lifestyle, but if a man of the pastor’s station doesn’t set us straight on things like that, who will? Are there no standards for Christian and/or moral behavior? And if there are, who will remind us of those standards if not the high-profile leader of a large flock of Christians? Do we all get a clerical pass based on “the first stone”?

McNair’s actions leading up to his shocking murder do not bespeak a man of admirable character. It’s sad, but that’s simply the truth. He still played awesome football, and if folks with tunnel-vision want to hike on over to LP Field and celebrate McNair’s life by watching highlights of his pro career on the Jumbo-Tron, then that’s great. Otherwise, now he just looks like another high-living, grossly overpaid, irresponsible jock.

Too bad Rev. Walker didn’t reach for a little Shakespeare for his remarks. He could’ve quoted Hamlet’s line to his good friend Horatio:

“Give me that man
That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him
In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart,
As I do thee.” 

Officially, I’d very much like to know Rev. Walker’s stance re: McNair. If it’s simply “Judge not lest ye be judged,” then it’s open season for us all—to do as we wish without any moral obligations to others. And that seems troubling.
 

Sunday, July 12, 2009

All-Star Break Offers Nats Respite from Futility

[Editor's note: Approximately 16 hours after this story was posted, Manny Acta was fired as manager of the Washington Nationals. Jim Riggleman was appointed interim manager.]

"It's at the point where it's just embarrassing for us," Washington Nationals relief pitcher Joe Beimel reportedly said this past Friday night. "I think everyone in the clubhouse should be embarrassed about the way we play and just the way we lose games.”

He’s right. Now 26-61 heading into the All-Star break, the Nats are on pace to post a 48-114 record this year. Things are getting downright Metsian in the Nation’s Capital.

In their first four seasons—1962-65—the New York Mets won, respectively, 40, 51, 53 and 50 games. The '62 Mets—dubbed Amazin’ by manager Casey Stengel because of their consistently bad play—were 40-120. The 1932 Red Sox were 43-111. Ditto the 1939 St. Louis Browns. The 1905 Brooklyn Superbas (forerunners of the Dodgers) were 48-104. For real futility, you can go back to the other St. Louis Browns—same name, different team, forerunners to the Cardinals—who, in 1897 posted a record of 29-102, and followed that up in 1898 with a 39-111 mark. The 1916 Philadelphia Athletics were 36-117. The Phillies, from 1938-1942, were godawful, averaging 45 wins a year in that stretch. More recently, the 2003 Detroit Tigers were 43-119.

So there have been plenty of all-time bad teams. But even the Kansas City Royals, as bad as they’ve been in recent years, have never won fewer than 56 games in a full season. The Tampa Bay Rays, who until last year always totally sucked, have never won fewer than 55 games.

The Nats are on pace to be the worst team in Montreal/Washington franchise history, and that includes the very first year of the original expansion Expos, 1969. That team finished 52-110.

But what makes the situation in Washington so baffling is that, if you look at the starting lineup, you could conclude that this might be a fairly decent ballclub.

INF—1B Nick Johnson (.305), 2B Anderson Hernandez (.255), SS Cristian Guzman (.304), 3B Ryan Zimmerman (.288, 14 HRs, 52 RBIs)

OF—LF Adam Dunn (.266, 23 HRs, 62 RBIs), CF Nyjer Morgan (.280), RF Josh Willingham (.304, 12 HRs)

C—Josh Bard is hitting .270

Of course, pitching is the bugaboo—team ERA, 5.21— but what’s really frustrating to Nats fans is that it isn’t always that. The team has some promising young arms—including six starters under 26 years of age—and newbies such as Jordan Zimmermann, Ross Detwiler and Craig Stammen have had some very strong outings. Lefty John Lannan is 6-6 with an ERA of 3.70. Shairon Martis, only 22, is 5-3 (though with a 5.25 ERA).

The point is that the pitching has kept them in games far more often than most observers might realize. They’ve even gotten some decent outings from newly anointed closer Mike MacDougal, who’s 32 and in there out of desperation but who’s nonetheless done his part. But just when a timely hit from one of those capable hitters would do the trick, they tank out. Talk about bad timing. Or these guys just aren’t what you’d call ”clutch.” In which case, the Nats are in really big trouble.

The M.O. for manager Manny Acta seems to be roll out the kid pitchers, hope they keep improving, and pray the bats don’t completely go silent.

Acta also must pray nightly for improved defense. The recent addition of Morgan should help there, though it still leaves the club with poor defense at the outfield corners. Guzman at short, over the course of his career, averages an error every 7.9 games. That’s really not the worst—about 20 errors a year—but Guzman might be attacked more for the balls he never gets to, never mind what he does with those he does get to.

This is a team that needs to hold onto what good it’s got—especially the young pitchers—and shore up its defense. For the short term, a trade might be nice. I nominate Nick Johnson as bait. He’s a good hitter, plays a decent first base and maybe could appeal to someone looking for a veteran bat for the playoff run. Parting with Johnson would free up first base for Adam Dunn, which is his destiny afield until he becomes an AL designated hitter. Meanwhile, whoever replaces Dunn in left—Willie Harris, Elijah Dukes, virtually anybody—promises some improvement defensively.

Guzman might also bring something in trade, especially if part-time shortstop Alberto Gonzalez, hitting .333 in 41 games, is, at 26, ready for a full-time role.

Acquiring in return a youngish but somewhat veteran starting pitcher whose potential hasn’t quite been tapped, or possibly a similarly positioned hitter who could drive in runs—these might be do-able risks that could improve the Nats’ immediate fortunes and still pay dividends down the road.

Meanwhile, one must view the job security of manager Manny Acta as tenuous. In the middle of his third season on the job in D.C., Acta has compiled a record of 158-252, a .385 winning percentage, with each successive year showing significant decline. It's probably not Acta's fault, but given that keeping him on board promises the completion of a terrible year anyway, it might be worth trying someone else at the helm, if only to experiment.

Acta's only 40, and he could resurface elsewhere after this baptism of fire. Yes, it may be a moldy old cliche, but you still can't fire 25 ballplayers all at once. Managers who don't win, however, are eminently expendable.

Zimmerman represents the Nats at the All-Star Game in St. Louis. He's deserving. His teammates get to stay at home, pondering how they could ever bring some joy into the remainder of the 2009 season.

Well, a 10-game winning streak wouldn't hurt.

Tuesday, July 07, 2009

McNair File: Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Questions to be asked based on published Tennessean reportage:

Report: Though many questions remain, investigators now know that Sahel Kazemi bought the gun that ended her life and killed former Tennessee Titans quarterback Steve McNair. Kazemi bought the semi-automatic pistol on Thursday evening from a person Nashville police have not named. She made the purchase the same day she was bailed out of jail by McNair for a DUI charge. Both were found dead less than 48 hours later, in a condo McNair rented.

Analysis: The Kazemi DUI was issued very early on Thursday morning, in essence, late Wednesday night. This means that the gun was purchased much later in the day on Thursday.

Report: Police still aren't classifying the deaths as a murder-suicide, although state medical examiner Bruce Levy said it's a possible scenario based on the evidence. McNair was found dead with four gunshot wounds—one bullet in each temple, and two to the chest—on the couch, Levy said. The autopsy showed that three of the shots were fired from at least three feet away. One, to the head, was shot at close range, he said.

Analysis: Who was so pissed off at Steve McNair that they felt impelled to shoot him, not once or twice, but four times? His killing looks more like vengeance than the result of a lover's quarrel. And how invested was Kazemi in McNair, given that she knew him less than five months? He was giving her gifts, and she was apparently living the life of a party girl. Why kill the golden goose?

Report: Kazemi, 20, died of a single gunshot wound to the head and fell to the floor. The pistol was found underneath her body, police say.

Analysis: These facts are consistent with murder-suicide. If that's what happened. No report yet on the gunpowder analysis on her hand. But if there is no gunpowder on Kazemi, then she is a murder victim as well. She might easily have been fatally shot once in the head, whereupon the killer then turned the gun multiple times on McNair. Or it happened the other way around, meaning she stood in horror and watched McNair being shot.

Report: The woman was not old enough to carry a handgun legally or purchase one from a gun dealer. The person who sold the gun to Kazemi is not in custody and may not be charged because the seller may not have known Kazemi was under 21, police said.

Analysis: If the person who sold her the gun is known, seems like they'd be in custody for one good reason or the other. At least as a person of interest. So what's the law? If you sell another person a gun, are you suppoosed to check identification to assure the legal age of the purchaser? Can you sell a gun to a 12-year-old and get off by saying you "didn't know the person was under 21"? How easy is it to purchase a gun from someone? And how easy was it for Kazemi to do so? Does she have friends who carry guns, and one just happened to have one to sell to her that day?

Report: There still are no definite answers as to what prompted the deadly shootings. Police are continuing to interview people who knew Kazemi and McNair.

Analysis: Well, we should hope so. There are people who might've been very pissed off at McNair. Namely, his wife—if she knew he was screwing around on her—and Kazemi's former boyfriend, whom she had lived with for quite some time until McNair came onto the scene.

Report: The fact that the gun was Kazemi's "certainly raises the likelihood" of a murder-suicide scenario, Levy said. The Tennessee Bureau of Investigation is analyzing ballistics evidence and gunshot residue collected at the scene. Police have not determined whether gunshot residue was found on Kazemi's hand. "We are beginning to make some headway in trying to understand what took place," said police spokesman Don Aaron. "It may be that we'll never know exactly why this happened."

Analysis: "Raises the likelihood" is pure speculation, and definitely not fact. Levy offers a bureaucratic suggestion based on Kazemi's gun ownership. That means nothing. McNair was a known gun owner. Kazemi heretofore was not. What's the connection? In the absence of gun residue on Kazemi—indicating she fired the gun—the possibility exists that a third party shot them both, then planted the gun underneath her, after making sure her fingerprints were placed on the gun.

Report: After questioning several people, including Kazemi's ex-boyfriend, Keith Norfleet, police said they are still far from a motive but learning more about the dating relationship between Kazemi and McNair, who was married to Mechelle McNair.

Analysis: This is a no-brainer. Ask the question: Who gets something out of this deed?

Report: Aaron said detectives were concerned about the length of time it took McNair's friend to call police once he discovered the bodies. Wayne Neely, who rented the condo with McNair, got there before 1 p.m. local time Saturday, but police weren't called until another friend arrived at 1:35 p.m. McNair and Kazemi had been dead for several hours by the time their bodies were found, police said. Aaron said they did not believe the bodies were moved. When asked if other evidence may have been moved, he said he couldn't comment.

Analysis: Being concerned is good. Neely's actions aren't entirely out of bounds. He might've been very shaken. Still, this needs to be explored to satisfaction. To say you "do not believe" the bodies were moved is misleading police verbiage. That is speculation only. There usually is a way to determine if bodies have been moved after a killing. What continues to plague the investigation is the fact that, apparently, five shots were fired in that location, yet not a single soul says they heard anything. Are those condo walls so thick as to muffle five gunshots?

Report: Mechelle McNair has not spoken publicly about the death.

Analysis: Nor should we expect her to.

Report: Kazemi's family has said she believed McNair was in the process of divorcing his wife when they met at her job at Dave & Busters several months ago and began dating. There is no record of divorce filings for the couple.

Analysis: Anyone who's ever been involved in a complicated thing like this knows how difficult and drawn out events prove to be. It could have been years before McNair was fully divorced. The financial aspects can get very contentious. Kazemi's family probably knew none of the details, and, like everyone else it seems, are only speculating.

Report: Bishop Joseph Walker, the pastor of Mount Zion Baptist Church, said he had no indication there was trouble in the McNairs' marriage. When they came to service, they came together. They had not been in to see him for counseling.

Analysis: Natch.

Report: McNair had two arrests in Nashville. He was arrested on a DUI in 2003 that was later dismissed, and in 2007, he was arrested on an owner-operator DUI because his brother was charged with drinking and driving in his car while McNair was a passenger.

Analysis: McNair also carried guns. He was a hero on the football field, but a bit of a drinker and somewhat thuggish in other areas of behavior. Hardly a saint.

Report: There was no cause to arrest McNair when he was a passenger during Kazemi's DUI stop on July 2 because Kazemi was a co-owner of the Cadillac Escalade and bore the responsibility, Aaron said. Kazemi was driving 54-mph in a 30-mph zone, according to court records. She told police she was not drunk, but high. She later said it had been eight hours since she drank any alcohol. The court records don't mention McNair and a second person riding in the car. Though McNair was an owner, police did follow procedure when they released McNair, said Nashville criminal defense lawyer Nathan Moore." Absolutely, they did the right thing," Moore said of the officers letting McNair take a cab. "He had no legal obligation keeping her from driving the SUV. It was registered in both their names."

Analysis: Yes, no legal obligation. But how weird is it that McNair beat a hasty retreat into a cab, leaving his girlfriend to deal with the cops? And who is this third party also in the car? Not to mention, what kind of idiot person drives 54 MPH down Broadway at any time of day? Stupid, careless people all the way around.

Report: Officer Shawn Taylor, who stopped Kazemi, also was the officer who arrested McNair in 2003. The charges were dismissed and expunged.

Analysis: The poetic justice is thick. Taylor took a lot of heat during the 2003 incident, mainly from a public that was on McNair's side and wanted to see him beat that rap.

Saturday, July 04, 2009

McNair File: Saturday, July 4, 2009

Pieced together from electronic news sources

Former Tennessee Titans quarterback and 2003 NFL co-MVP Steve McNair is dead. The 36-year-old McNair was found shot to death in a downtown Nashville condominium this afternoon with multiple wounds to his body and head. Found next to him was the body of 20-year-old Sahel Kazemi, a local waitress whom McNair had met fairly recently. Kazemi had a single gunshot wound to her head.

Nashville police will autopsy the bodies Sunday in an effort to discern the exact means and sequence of cause of death. Speculation already swirls in Nashville that this was a murder-suicide, though there are many yet unanswered questions about the personal situations involving McNair, Kazemi, Kazemi’s recent ex-boyfriend Keith Norfleet, and two of McNair’s associates.

The bodies were discovered by McNair friend Wayne Neely, who possibly rented the same condominium with McNair, or another one nearby. According to the Tennessean online, the condominium in question, at 105 Lea Avenue, is registered to Charles Cardwell, who is the Metropolitan Trustee in charge of levying property taxes. Exact ownership is only speculative at this time.

Apparently, Neely did not call police immediately upon discovering the crime scene. Instead he contacted another McNair associate, Robert Gaddy, who arrived at the scene, and then police were called, with approximately one half hour of time elapsed.

The McNair case already takes on the drama of a TV cop show. Apparently, McNair, long married and the father of four sons, had recently purchased a 2007 Cadillac Escalade for Kazemi, of Middle Eastern descent (possibly Iranian) and 16 years his junior. The car, registered jointly in both McNair’s and Kazemi’s names—possibly for insurance reasons or because of the way the car was paid for—was pulled over by a patrol car on Thursday night, July 2, in downtown Nashville. Kazemi was cited for driving under the influence (DUI) and arrested after refusing to submit to a breath test, but not before McNair, presumably wanting to avoid embarrassment and publicity, removed himself from the vehicle and hailed a cab to make his getaway. Kazemi was taken to lockup and apparently called Norfleet, who later picked up the car. Meanwhile, McNair bailed Kazemi out of jail.

Tennesseean reports loosely quote Norfleet as claiming that he was “worried” about Kazemi having an affair with a married man. Previously, Kazemi had lived four years with Norfleet in Jacksonville, Fla., which means she’d’ve been 16 when she began that cohabitation situation.

Kazemi apparently has known McNair for less than five months. She met him while waiting tables at the Dave & Busters restaurant in the Opryland area.

Nashville TV reporters have been trying to elicit information from police with only mostly speculative results. It is not known yet exactly when the shootings took place, and police have not revealed if other condo dwellers at the site might’ve heard anything long before the bodies were found.

A single pistol was found at the scene near Kazemi’s body, thus spurring the murder-suicide speculation, though if Kazemi, as her ex-boyfriend hinted, was considering breaking off her relationship with McNair, it begs the question why she would shoot him first and then kill herself.

Apparently the Escalade in question was towed by police from the crime scene, along with another black SUV, possibly a Ford Expedition.

Police spokesman Don Aaron broke off a late evening press conference with electronic reporters, stating that until the autopsies are completed, no more official reports will be given on the case.

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Friday, May 15, 2009

Preakness 2009: Sometimes the Best Man for the Job Is a Woman

By Steve Brady

[Editor’s note: In horse racing, a “Derby” is a race set up specifically for 3-year-old colts, and an “Oaks” is restricted to 3-year-old fillies. Every few years, a particularly gifted filly attempts to “take on the boys” in a Triple Crown event. Fillies are traditionally given a five-pound weight break. Rags to Riches beat Curlin in the Belmont two years ago and Eight Belles finished a creditable second to Big Brown in the Kentucky Derby last year, before her tragic demise galloping out past the finish line. Although she eventually faced male contenders later in her career, and is still considered one of the greatest thoroughbreds of all time, Triple Tiara winner Ruffian was never entered in a Triple Crown event.]

The guy must know something, right? He won the 2007 Kentucky Derby on favorite Street Sense with clear-cut victory. Two weeks ago, he won the Derby again, using the exact same rail-hugging, come-from-behind tactics on a 50-1 longshot. But instead of sticking with Derby winner Mine That Bird in the Preakness Stakes at Pimlico, jockey Calvin Borel has done something unprecedented: He’s opted to jump over to Rachel Alexandra—the filly on which he won the Kentucky Oaks the day before the Derby.

Let’s be clear: “won” is an understatement. The filly went off as a 1-5 favorite, and absolutely decimated the Oaks field by 20 lengths.

Still, despite her consistently high Beyer figures, the humiliating way in which she dispatched the distaff talent in her age group, and the scintillating workouts she has displayed the past several months, Rachel Alexandra (left, cruising at the Oaks with Borel) still makes a slightly precipitous leap upwards in class racing against all-male competitors. And that only gets tougher with each passing month, as the males mature. Add in the introduction of some interesting (and speedy) new faces to the Preakness field, plus her outside post position (#13), and RA (in my opinion) emerges as an underlay worth trying to beat at probable odds of 8-5.

But which of the boys can beat her? Only five of them have even one Beyer figure of 100 or more, much less the four consecutive plus-100 Beyers RA has racked up. As mentioned above, her workouts have been brilliant, and she should be right near the front of a not-too-speedy field at the Baltimore track, which usually favors frontrunners. Though there are not a lot of "rabbits" in this field, Big Drama (Post #1) and Tone It Down (Post #12) have enough early speed to keep the pace honest, and since RA likes to stay on the pace, jockey “Bo-rail” will not be pulling out his late-running, deus ex machina routine in Baltimore. They’ll have to try to dictate things on the lead, and given the way RA's dominated races so far this year, she may just pull it off.

Still, looking at the results charts since the beginning of this meet, Pimlico has been uncharacteristically fair to closers (especially in routes), and there’s a couple of good late runners in this race, including the second- and third-place finishers in the Derby—Pioneerof the Nile and Musket Man.

It may be that Rachel Alexandra needs an inside post like a fish needs a bicycle. Still, at 8-5, I’m gonna try to beat her. Here are the main contenders:

Mine That Bird [Post #2; 6-1 odds; trainer, Bennie Wooley] shocked the world with one of the biggest Derby upsets in history. No one seems to be buying that he’s for real. His jockey took another mount, and the oddsmakers have him as a 6-1 co-third choice. Maybe it was a fluke, but a seven-length win isn’t exactly chump change, and dismissing a Derby winner seems unwise. Hall of Famer Mike Smith picks up the mount. Look for him late.

Pioneerof the Nile [Post #9; 5-1 odds; trainer, Bob Baffert] looked poised to win the Derby before being foiled by Mine That Bird’s late- running heroics. Pioneer had been running as a closer up until the Derby, when he tried more front-running tactics. We may not know his strategy until he and jockey Garrett Gomez leave the starting gate. (BTW, that’s not a typo. Due to space limitations for horse names, they scrunched the first two words together.)

Musket Man [Post #3; 8-1 odds; trainer, Derek Ryan] closed well on Derby Day and lived up to his “wise guy pick” status. If Pimlico remains fair to closers, he’s another who could pick up the pieces in the stretch.

Papa Clem [Post #7; 12-1 odds; trainer, Gary Stute] was right behind Pioneer and Musket Man at the wire on Derby Day. He settled into fourth place at the beginning of the race, and pretty much held his place in line the whole way around. He had a very slow five-furlong workout in Baltimore on May 12, but trainer Stute seemed unfazed, claiming that “working ugly” is part of the grand plan. If the track is speed-favoring, he should be right in the mix again.

Take the Points [Post #11; 30-1 odds; trainer, Todd Pletcher] has been working well on natural dirt since finishing fourth behind Pioneer and Chocolate Candy on the synthetic cushion track at Santa Anita. He looks to improve with the surface switch, and with Edgar Prado up. His best-ever Beyer (99) was on natural dirt with Prado in the irons. He could surprise at a price.

General Quarters [Post #8; 20-1 odds; trainer, Tom McCarthy] was dubbed “America’s horse” because of sentiment for his improbable story. Retired school principal McCarthy is hoping GQ can conjure up his first plus-100 Beyer since Valentine’s Day, and that he can improve on his tenth-place finish in the Derby.

Big Drama [Post #1; 10-1 odds; trainer, David Fawkes] is a latecomer to the Trip Crown. He’s got some early speed, and impressively won five races in a row before being DQ’d and placed second to This One’s for Phil in the G-2 Swale. The 108 Beyer he earned that day is tied with Rachel Alexandra’s as best in the field. The Florida-bred has been working consistently since, and attracts John Velasquez in the saddle. If he breaks well from the rail, and can get the distance, he could lead them all the way around the track.

Friesan Fire [Post #5; 6-1 odds; trainer, Larry Jones] was my pick for the Derby, and I haven’t given up hope on him. He “pulled a quarter” stepping on his own foot coming out of the gate in the Derby, doing the equine equivalent of breaking a nail. Jockey Gabriel Saez simply guided him around the sloppy course once he recognized the race was lost, but FF put in yet another speed drill on May 12, and I don’t think Jones would send him out if the foot was still a problem. I’m looking for redemption on Preakness Saturday.

Luv Guv, Tone It Down, Flying Private and Terrain all look like longshots.

Online Video Resources (cut-and-paste links):

Past performances of Preakness contenders, available for free at DRF.com: http://www.drf.com/formulator-web/free-race.go?trackId=PIM&country=USA&raceDate=20090516&dayEvening=D&raceNumber=12#past-performance-race/12

2009 Kentucky Derby won by Mine That Bird: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hv8x9x5A49s

Rachel Alexandra winning Kentucky Oaks: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U8b8lmbwVnA

Big Drama finishing first (later DQ’d by stewards and placed second): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dByF3eQUfHM

Steve Brady is Sports Media America's horse-racing columnist. He handicaps races in Southern California and works in Los Angeles as a commercial actor and comedy improviser with Cold Tofu.

Friday, May 01, 2009

The 2009 Kentucky Derby—90% of Life Is Just Showing (Up)

By Steve Brady

Woody Allen once famously said that “90% of life is just showing up.” His words have special meaning on the first Saturday in May. As this year’s Kentucky Derby entrants convene on a track that few of them have ever run on—at a distance none of them has been proven at, against competition few of them have ever faced, in a stampede twice the size any of them has ever found themselves in—it is challenging to pick with any certainty a horse that will come in the money. Much less the winner. Or a likely exacta.

The past couple of years, the racetracks in Southern California (Santa Anita and Hollywood Park) have offered a promotion called, respectively, Show-vivor or Show-Me-The-Money. The idea of both is to pick one horse in one race per day to finish in the money (win, place or show), and see how long you can “show-vive” in the contest. It sounds relatively easy. (Just pick the favorite; the favorite’s gotta at least show, right??) But as anyone who’s been eliminated on Day #1 can attest, it’s tougher than it looks. Even heavy favorites don’t always finish in the money—not even in a five-horse field.

With 20 horses starting in this year’s Derby, even a show payout on an obvious favorite is likely to more than double your investment—and that’s a lot better than pissing it away like I’ve been doing the past few years.

Although it is commonly noted that the favorite has won the Derby the last two years (and three times in the last five), it is also worth noting that, in the past 12 years, the post-time favorites have won only four times. Of those same 12 years, the favorites have come in the money 7 out of 12 times. Certainly no guarantee, but it’s a better than 50% chance of at least doubling your money.

In addition, the single-digit favorites who don’t finish in the money are much more likely to be stuck out beyond Post 9. In the past dozen years, of the 32 post-time, single-digit-odds runners who started in Post 9 or beyond, only eight have even finished in the money. The only glaring exception to this trend was last year’s winner, Big Brown, who, after being marooned at Post 20, bided his time in sixth place, then scooted to the lead at the quarter-mile pole and coasted home to win by almost five lengths. He was an especially talented horse in what was considered a pretty weak field.

Here’s what I’m getting at: The closest thing you get to a sure thing in the Derby is betting a single-digit favorite inside the 10-hole to show. And if he’s got enough speed to stay on the pace, so much the better.

The obvious favorites in this race are:

I Want Revenge 3-1 [morning-line odds] Jeff Mullins [trainer]
IWR exploded once he got off the West Coast synthetics and started running on natural dirt. He put up two consecutive plus-100 Beyers, in two consecutive graded stakes wins. Consider his astounding performance in the Wood Memorial at Aqueduct. After getting left flat-footed at the gate, he and jockey Joe Talamo patiently chased a relatively slow pace, got boxed in on the rail, and still managed to break away and split foes in the stretch to gain the lead and win by a length and a half. He’s a deserving favorite, but he’s in Post #13. He’s not getting my show money.

Dunkirk 4-1 (Todd Pletcher)
Obviously has immense talent. In his third career race, he went off as the even-money favorite in the Florida Derby. In that race, he finished a nice second to Quality Road—now off the Derby trail with hoof issues—and earned a career-high 108 Beyer. He’s been working very fast, and gets Edgar Prado in the irons. Certainly a tempting win candidate. He’s in Post #15.

Pioneer of the Nile 4-1 (Bob Baffert)
PON has won his last four consecutive graded stakes races. It would be reckless to ignore the fact that he has already beaten Papa Clem and Derby favorite IWR in the Grade 2 Robert Lewis Stakes at Santa Anita. Meanwhile, Eclipse Award winner Garrett Gomez had his choice of mounts, and picked PON over Dunkirk. Still, while PON has done nothing wrong, and keeps on winning, he remains untested on natural dirt, and still hasn’t taken on an especially large field. He also relies on closing tactics. Between the number of late runners in this field, the possibility of traffic problems in a 20-horse field, and a perusal of Churchill Downs results early this meet, it looks like an on-the-pace style will be more successful come Saturday. I don’t think the #16 hole will be as draining on PON as it might be for some others, yet I still don’t like the single-digit, outside-post candidates. I’m gonna keep looking for my surefire show bet.

Friesan Fire 5-1 (Larry Jones)
This is my pick. He’s another horse who just keeps winning and doesn’t seem to get enough respect. I’m pretty confident he’ll come in the money, and that makes him my heavy show bet. He starts from Post #6, and has no intimidating speed to his inside. He can get in a nice spot towards the front, just off the rail, letting Papa Clem, Join in the Dance, Regal Ransom, Atomic Rain and even I Want Revenge battle for position up front. He should be near the pace without burning himself out, or getting hung wide. Meanwhile, he’s been working out beautifully for trainer Jones. Plus, he won the Louisiana Derby on a sloppy track, and rain is predicted for Saturday in Louisville.

Longshots who could surprise:

Regal Ransom 30-1 (Saeed bin Suroor)
The top money-earner ($1,297,000) in the field, RR has worked well over the Churchill track after shipping in from Dubai.

Papa Clem 20-1 (Gary Stute)
Papa Clem has certainly been consistent. He beat IWR in the Lewis Stakes (just behind PON) and won the Arkansas Derby. On Thursday he worked three furlongs in a blistering 34-second bullet at Churchill. I think he’s got a shot.

Musket Man 20-1 (Derek Ryan)
MM could surprise everyone on Derby Day. He’s won five of six races—the other one, he came in third. He’s been working very nicely at Churchill, and he attracts Eibar Coa for the mount. He should be up towards the front for most of the race; we’ll see if he can hang on in the stretch.

General Quarters 20-1 (Tom McCarthy)
GQ is worth a $2 flyer based purely on a warm-'n'-fuzzy play. He’s the one-horse barn of 75-year-old, semi-retired trainer and ex-school principal McCarthy. After getting outbid for GQ in the yearling sales at Keeneland, McCarthy picked him up in a $20,000 claiming race at Churchill Downs a year later. Oh yeah, and he earned a 102 Beyer in a stakes race at Tampa Bay Downs on Valentine’s Day.

Chocolate Candy 20-1 (Jerry Hollendorfer)
CC seems to be the wise-guy pick. He’s continued to improve with each race. Right behind PON and IWR in the CashCall Futurity, he’s another who seems to work well underneath the Twin Spires.

Steve Brady is Sports Media America's horse-racing columnist. He handicaps races in Southern California and works in Los Angeles as a commercial actor and comedy improviser with Cold Tofu.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Kalas and Fidrych: Gone But Not Forgotten

Longtime Philadelphia Phillies baseball announcer Harry Kalas passed away yesterday, and by all reports he was a well-liked individual and apparently a very nice man. He collapsed in the broadcast booth at Nationals Park prior to the Nationals-Phillies game in Washington, D.C.

Death brings a sense of sadness—and an immediate tendency to reflect on the past. Having lived to 73, and having spent 38 years as the “voice of the Phillies,” Kalas was a part of many memories, and the memorializers were quick to tell us how Harry was the “soundtrack” for the lives of so many Philly sports fans.

I think it’s sad that Kalas is gone because if it’s true that he was a good human being, then the world is diminished by his leaving us.

But I don’t understand it when ESPN personnel go all gooey and hyperbolic in their reminiscences—especially about a guy who must have had one of the cushiest career rides in sports media history.

Kalas had a distinctive voice, without doubt, and it’s probable that his work as a narrator for NFL Films is what will live on the longest. In fact, Kalas had a voice made for football—a deeper-than-normal baritone that was gritty and actually rather grating.

So when ESPN’s Jayson Stark, in a video memorial, describes Kalas as delivering “dulcet words” in his Phillies broadcasts—while legacy-like piano music tinkles in the background [think the Master’s theme]—you gotta wonder why people so easily substitute bullshit for reality. Dulcet means “sweet and soothing.” (You could look it up, Jayson; in fact, you should look it up.) Anyone with a brain, and who had ever heard Kalas, could never describe his voice as “dulcet.” (Vin Scully is dulcet, okay?)

Stark also talked of Kalas’ “unmistakable Hall of Fame stamp” (whatever that means, besides the fact that Kalas got into the Hall of Fame) and how he “exuded a love for what he did.” Well, hell, if you got to announce baseball games for about 45 years, plus pick up sweet sidework—Kalas did national commercials occasionally—you’d probably exude a love for what you did, too. Exuding love for what you do is great, but there’s nothing heroic about it.

Who can forget the venal character Noah Cross’ line in the film Chinatown: “Politicians, ugly buildings and whores all get respectable if they last long enough.” You could say that about sports announcers, too. Christ, they’re still trying to prop up Yankees PA announcer Bob Sheppard last I heard. Sheppard’s 98 (!!), still exuding love for what he does. That, or he simply won’t go away. And to think Kalas might’ve had 25 more years himself.

I guess I think this: If someone has died, then what they deserve is an honest rundown of what they’ve done and how they did it. Not made-up fantasy crap that doesn’t tell the tale.

Stark also said that he “can’t imagine how the players are going to take the field” upon hearing of Kalas’ passing. Former Phillie and ESPN analyst John Kruk claimed, “we’re going to miss him desperately,” citing Kalas’ “calming voice” (guess Kruk has wax in his ears too) and the “difficult day” ahead.

I dunno. The Phils seemed unmoved. All they did was score a lot of runs and beat the Nats 9-8. Jamie Moyer pitched his typical mediocre game and against the terrible Nationals that’s all you need. Somehow the broadcast booth carried on.

Two seasons ago, I found myself watching a lot of baseball highlights at MLB.com. Every time I checked out the Phillies and heard Kalas’ voice, I winced. Judging his performance strictly on its quality—never mind all the icon stuff—Kalas sounded tired, sometimes slow on the uptake, occasionally groping in mid-sentence to remember a name, and generally hardened of the arteries. Sorry, folks, that’s the truth.

But I think, where Kalas’ life is concerned, it should definitely be celebrated. He had a great ride, and he died in a baseball broadcast booth. Who could ask for more? That oughta spark a cool party—with lots of beer.

Now the sudden passing of 22-year-old Angels pitcher Nick Adenhart? That was sad.

Bird Man

The other big death news from Monday was the report of the demise of Mark Fidrych, known as “The Bird,” whose high-flying 1976 season with the Detroit Tigers remains one of the most colorful and wonderful stories in baseball history. Fidrych came out of nowhere to win the American League Rookie of the Year Award, when he was 19-9 with a 2.34 ERA and 24 complete games. (Take note, all you pansy-ass pitch-counters: 24 CGs in 29 starts.) Injuries began to plague Fidrych not long into his very next season—his knee, NOT his arm—and his career was, for all practical purposes, suddenly over. He totaled five seasons in the majors, all with the Tigers, with a lifetime mark of 29-19 and a 3.10 ERA.

The Bird was as idiosyncratic as they come when he was on the mound—landscaping the dirt (sometimes down on all fours!), talking to himself (and the ball!!), high-fiving teammates in the middle of innings—in-between mowing down hitters with his excellent control and inducing a lot of easy ground-ball outs. Fidrych was the real deal: an exuberant, unpretentious and genuine baseball flake. Like Kalas, I guess you could say that The Bird exuded a love for what he did, but truthfully, I don’t think he thought about it that much. I’m sure he was, as they say, just happy to be there.

Fidrych died on his Massachusetts farm, apparently while fixing a truck that he used for road construction work. Details were sketchy, but it sounds like just one of those things.

The Bird was 54. Way too young, and—just think—44 years younger than Bob Sheppard.

But that’s the thing about death. It’s out of our control, and it's as mysterious as life itself.

God bless 'em all.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

New Baseball Prospectus 2009 Tons of Reading Fun, But Could It Help Joe Torre Win a Game?


Baseball Prospectus 2009: The Essential Guide to the 2009 Baseball Season (Penguin/Plume, 628 pages, $21.95)

This may seem to be a dotty notion, but I’ve long believed that I could manage a major league baseball team. In fact, I think there are a lot of regular guys all over the country who could manage a major league baseball team with some success. Or at least as much success as Manny Acta had with the Washington Nationals in 2008 (59-102).

But even if I’m selling Acta a little short—the Nats have hardly any talent to speak of, so maybe 59 wins was a miracle—raise your hand if you are convinced that you could manage a baseball team much better than Dusty Baker. Baker (somehow—oh yeah, Barry Bonds) got to a World Series in ’02 with the Giants, lost it, then went over to the Cubs the next year, oversaw the Bartman game, and proceeded to manage them completely into the ground. Now he’s pulling boners with his pitching staff in Cincinnati, and ya gotta ponder why anyone would hire this guy. Is the good-ol’-boy system more important than winning, even?

And now I see a lot of hands have gone up in the room.

So it makes you wonder. Why do the Los Angeles Dodgers pay Joe Torre a few million dollars a year to be the team’s manager, when they could pay me to do it and save a boatload of cash? Given that I’ve spent my life as a writer and musician without hitting the big time in either, I’d gladly take, oh, say, $75,000 (easy, but plus expenses) to manage the Dodgers, and consider myself a comfortable, happy guy.

Now, I’ve also been a lifelong baseball fan, so don’t let the artsy profile fool you. I know baseball. I even coached Little League once upon a time. I could write out a lineup card. I could make a pitching change. (Yeah, yeah. I’d consult with my bench coach and ask how many pitches my starter has thrown. To keep the front office happy.) I could send Matt Kemp up to pinch-hit for Clayton Kershaw. I could give the hit-and-run sign. I could order Rafael Furcal to lay down a bunt.

Now, presuming all the players on the Dodgers don’t intentionally play crappy just because I’m their manager—"Who does this guy think he is? Walter Mitty?” Manny Ramirez might mutter to no one in particular around the batting cage—I think I could get through the year okay and win a lot of games. I mean, do professional baseball players actually just lie down on the job if they don’t particularly like their manager? Seems like they’d try to do well always, since sucking on purpose could cost them money down the road. (Would Russell Martin actually think, “I hate that little turd. I’m going up there and strike out on purpose just so he’ll fail”? Seems unlikely.)

But what I’m also wondering is, if (and when) the Dodgers come a-calling, would I use the new edition of Baseball Prospectus to help me in my decision-making?

For the uninitiated, Baseball Prospectus is an annual guide to major league teams, their managers and players, including up-and-coming minor leaguers who may very well make the big club this season. This year it features the glib input of 16 baseball experts, all of them steeped in modes of statistical analysis that make Bill James and his pioneering Sabermetrics look like first-grade arithmetic.

The BP guys (and one girl) are obviously totally committed to this stuff, which requires a Ph.D, not in math really, but in acronymology. In between their determinedly know-it-all commentary on the players’ abilities and chances for success in 2009, you get a solid dose of SNLVARs (“Support Neutral Lineup-adjusted Value Above Replacement”), VORPs (“Value Over Replacement Player”), and WARPs (“Wins Above Replacement Player”). Not to mention BABIP (“Batting Average on Balls in Play”) and WXRL (“Wins eXpected above Replacement and adjusted for Lineup faced”). I have another personal favorite, Pythag +/-, which tells you how many games a team should have won, even if it’s less than the number they actually won.

(According to the BP guys, the 2008 Houston Astros’ record of 86-75 was a mirage. Actually, the team should have been 77-84, if only they had played to their BP-projected ability. I guess manager Cecil Cooper didn’t get the memo. For which I’m sure the Houston fans are grateful. Alternatively, the Cubs should have won two more games than they actually did, a supposition that would only make their fans head yet again for the nearest bar. Sorry, BP guys, the Cubs really only win what they win. Twenty years in Chicago taught me that.)

There are other arcane stats, which vary for hitters and pitchers—DERA, EqH9, EqBB9, EqA, EqBRR, etc.—plus defensive metrics for position players, and, for patient readers, they’re all explained in the book’s all-important statistical introduction.

Sometimes, though, the BP geeks will overlook describing a term. Hence, blithely and randomly reading along, we learn that Dodgers reliever Joe Beimel is a LOOGY, but no one explains what a LOOGY is. So I sought out this answer elsewhere. It stands for “Lefty One Out GuY.” (Just a guess here, but I’ll bet Joe Beimel’s mom doesn’t want her son being called a LOOGY. Sounds kinda gross.)

For the average fan, the BP individual position-player stats for a single season are slightly frustrating. They cover the past three years of play, and include projected numbers for ’09 (the latter a pretty clever gimmick based on the so-called PECOTA system, which I leave to you to investigate on your own). But they don’t tell you how many games the guy appeared in (G), or his total number of at-bats (AB), nor the total number of hits he achieved (H). Instead we get PAs (plate appearances), plus doubles, triples and homers, then RBIs and walks and strikeouts, and then a line of BP specialty stats that play into the think tank’s overanalyzed sense of smug self-satisfaction, beginning with the Holy Trinity of latter-day baseball numerology: average, on-base percentage and slugging percentage. You are left on your own to compute the ultimate New Age Holy Grail stat: OPS (that’s on-base percentage + slugging percentage).

The short, essay-like thumbnail sizeups for each player are interesting, to be sure—soundly premised, usually crafted with grabby flair and infused with witty one-liners and ripe sarcasm—and really, for bathroom (or less casual) reading you won’t find a cooler book. The inside dope on the younger players poised to make a splash in ’09 will definitely intrigue the devoted fan.

Now, if only the games were played in the heads of the BP staff, and not on the field. Then Baseball Prospectus would make perfect sense. But part of the beauty of baseball is that games are won between the lines, and sometimes the most unlikely players are transformed into heroes while the statistics are defied.

The BP metrics also don’t really factor in the concept of clutch. I imagine these guys would have all sorts of reasons for determining that former Dodgers and Cubs third-baseman Ron Cey (1971-1987) was a bit of a stiff, with his mediocre batting averages, his slow feet, and his limited range in the field. But Cey hit when it counted, almost all the time. Even uber-stats-ology can’t account for that kind of magic.

The BP badinage also tends to be snobbishly dismissive of certain players when a modicum of realistic understanding is required. How else to explain their rap against the Dodgers’ Juan Pierre? His lack of power is well-known, but Pierre is seen through BP eyes almost as a cipher of a ballplayer. Yet in eight full seasons, Pierre has four 200-hit campaigns, a lifetime average of .300 and also a World Series ring, and at age 31 has nearly 1,600 hits. So...has this guy been wasting his time in MLB?

Regrettably, the book has two serious strikes against it. 1) There's no index, so you'll be driven nuts sometimes trying to find players that got traded or signed with other teams in the off-season. If you dig hard enough, and remember their 2008 teams, you can find 'em, but still...why give that headache to a baseball fan? 2) The foreword is by Keith Olberman (or Olbermann, the book spells it both ways, which is kind of funny given how famous he thinks he is). KO is a cretinous knee-jerk liberal political bigmouth masquerading as a sports fan, and he should be encouraged by thinking people to partake of neither. For what it's worth, I skipped his blowhard contribution and am no worse for wear.

That said, Baseball Prospectus 2009 certainly is engaging in its own ways. The specific (and important) critiques aside, it’s still pretty smart, eminently readable, hiply humorous, and packed with enough “regular” stats to satisfy guys who collected baseball cards back in the day but may not go for all this “Eq” stuff. (It's also probably a boon to all those fantasy players.)

Fact is, sometimes you can overanalyze everything, and then life starts to be less fun.

Monday, March 16, 2009

Conference Tournaments Still Blight NCAA Selection Process

The message is now clear to every NCAA men’s basketball conference: Get yourself a season-ending conference tournament—and then manipulate the system.

Conference tournaments suck. They’re stupid. Their existence invalidates the regular season conference schedule. And they were doubtless founded solely to generate cash. But according to the ESPN news story, Mississippi State, with its victory over Tennessee on Sunday, was “celebrating the league title.” Gee, I thought that honor went to LSU, with its 13-3 regular-season record against all SEC comers.

Mississippi State won the conference tourney, not the league title, but where the SEC is concerned that’s a damn fine thing. Because without it, one of the best (or apparently only formerly best) conferences in the nation would have had only two schools placed into the Big Dance—Tennessee and LSU. So in this case, the season-ending tourney helped the SEC, and thank God for that. Otherwise, the Atlantic-10—with Xavier, Dayton and Temple—would’ve placed more teams in the NCAAs than the SEC.

So maybe the SEC commissioner should issue a secret memo:

Dear SEC basketball coach:

Beginning with the 2009-2010 NCAA basketball season, any SEC team that is already assured a berth in the NCAA Tournament will purposely lose in the first round of our season-ending tourney.

There are three reasons why we are issuing this edict:

1) By losing early, teams already guaranteed an NCAA slot will get some needed rest, and avoid injury, as they prepare for the Big Dance.

2) All of our lesser teams will automatically improve on their records and enhance their chances as bubble teams or possibly as NIT candidates.

3) This will guarantee an additional SEC team’s automatic berth in the NCAAs as our tourney winner.


Let’s face it: That’s the way this thing works. And if you can’t trust the NCAA Selection Committee—the Big Ten has seven entries this year, while the SEC has three (make sense to you?)—then you gotta go along with everybody else and cook the books.

Consider the case of the Horizon League, which features such stalwart schools as Youngstown State (11-19), Detroit (7-23) and Valparaiso (9-22). The Horizon has one acknowledged first-tier team, Butler. According to the experts, Butler was already guaranteed a slot in the NCAAs. But for some reason, this dinky conference is awarded an automatic NCAA berth to the winner of its year-end conference tourney. So what happens? Butler loses in the tourney championship game to Cleveland State (the third-best squad in the Horizon), and now both schools are off to the Dance. If Mississippi State hadn’t pulled off its SEC tourney win, the Horizon League would’ve had as many schools in the NCAAs as the SEC.

Does anyone really think Cleveland State is better than SEC also-rans Auburn, or South Carolina or Florida?

The big schools who tanked in their conference tournaments made the smart play. North Carolina, Pitt, UConn, Michigan State, Oklahoma, Kansas, Wake Forest—they all get needed rest by bowing out early. And by doing so, they also leave a path open for their conferences’ lesser schools—like bubble-team Maryland in the ACC—to pad their resumes and enhance their Big Dance chances.

Frankly, I don’t know what Louisville and Duke—who advanced to their leagues’ title games—were thinking. Why waste all that energy—and why risk injury playing a game that means nothing—when a high seed awaits them anyway?

Conference tourneys should have no bearing on determination of the best teams in the country. But since they do, and since good teams in lesser conferences (e.g., St. Mary’s, Creighton) get screwed by the Cleveland States under the system, then it’s time to level the playing field.

What the heck. It’s time for the Ivy League to add that conference tournament. This year, its rep in the Big Dance is Cornell, 21-9 and clearly the class of the league. But if they had a year-end tourney, then maybe they could add another school to the postseason. Maybe 9-19 Brown would’ve gotten hot and won the automatic tourney bid. Wouldn’t that be fun...

There are two possibilities here: Either the SEC really sucks this year, or the system remains as flawed as ever. That said, the NCAA choices look acceptable in their typical way. Yet more reform is needed.

In the meantime, I’m all for that SEC secret memo. What’s the worst that could happen? Double secret probation??