Articles By Nathan Rush
A quick look at every game on the NFL schedule for Week 2, along with the consensus pick of Athlon Sports editors Mitchell Light, Rob Doster, Nathan Rush, Patrick Snow and Steven Lassan:
Seahawks (0-1) at Steelers (0-1)
The Hawks will fly cross-country for an early kickoff in the Eastern Time Zone. To make matters worse, Seattle is headed for a Super Bowl XL rematch in Pittsburgh — where an angrier-than-usual James Harrison and the Hits-burgh defense is waiting, after suffering an ugly 35–7 loss to rival Baltimore. Steelers by 12
Raiders (1-0) at Bills (1-0)
It doesn’t take a Harvard man like Ryan Fitzpatrick to know that Buffalo’s quarterback (133.0 passer rating) is the real deal. Bills by 2
Cardinals (1-0) at Redskins (1-0)
Kevin Kolb was bailed out in his Arizona debut, while Rex Grossman appeared to luck out in his first start of the year in D.C. Redskins by 4
Buccaneers (0-1) at Vikings (0-1)
These former black-and-blue NFC Central foes meet again. The young Bucs are desperate to prove last year’s 10-win season wasn’t a fluke, while the veteran Vikings are eager to prove their six-win ’10 was just that. Buccaneers by 2
Jaguars (1-0) at Jets (1-0)
Luke McCown earned his first win as a starter since 2007 against the Titans — who had a first-year coach, new quarterback and running back who held out the entire preseason. The Jets will provide no such luck. Jets by 8
Bears (1-0) at Saints (0-1)
The Big Easy faces a tough NFC North road, with the Packers and Bears in back-to-back weeks. After falling just short at Lambeau Field last Thursday night, Drew Brees will look to avoid an 0–2 start in the Superdome opener. Saints by 3
Browns (0-1) at Colts (0-1)
Kerry Collins needs to show the restless locals that he still has a few TD throws left in his 38-year-old right arm. Cleveland’s defense made Andy Dalton and Bruce Gradkowski look good in a loss to Cincy. If Collins can’t produce this week, call Brett Favre. Colts by 2
Chiefs (0-1) at Lions (1-0)
Kansas City fell flat on its face, getting stampeded by Buffalo at Arrowhead Stadium. Now, the Chiefs head to the Motor City to take on a young Lions squad with playoff ambitions. Lions by 9
Ravens (1-0) at Titans (0-1)
No “ghosts, demons, monkeys” were ripped off Baltimore’s back following a win over Pittsburgh, but the 28-point trouncing has to make Ray Lewis want to dance. Chris Johnson and the Titans can only hope to catch Ray’s Ravens basking in last week’s success. Ravens by 10
Packers (1-0) at Panthers (0-1)
Last season’s worst meets the first, as 2–14 Carolina takes on Super Bowl XLV champion Green Bay. The No. 1 overall pick, Cam Newton, was poised in his NFL debut; but he wasn’t facing Clay Matthews, B.J. Raji and the Packers’ attacking 3-4 defense. Packers by 13
Cowboys (0-1) at 49ers (1-0)
This matchup was a mid-1990s NFC title game tradition. Now, the Boys ride into the Bay Area hoping to forget last week’s trip to New York — when Tony Romo and Co. lost after giving up a 14-point fourth-quarter lead for the first time in the franchise’s storied history. Cowboys by 4
Bengals (1-0) at Broncos (0-1)
If Cincy starts Andy Dalton (wrist) and has any success early, expect the boo-birds to come out and chants for Tim Tebow to return. Broncos by 3
Texans (1-0) at Dolphins (0-1)
The hype is deafening, as Houston appears poised to take the next step in the AFC. But a Phins squad that hung tough with the Patriots could give fans the first sign that these are still the “same old Texans.” Texans by 2
Chargers (1-0) at Patriots (1-0)
Tom Brady was in rare form against Miami, passing for 517 yards and four TDs on Monday night. Meanwhile, the Bolts continued their special teams troubles — allowing an opening kickoff return for a TD vs. the Vikings before losing kicker Nate Kaeding to injury. Patriots by 4
Eagles (1-0) at Falcons (0-1)
Don’t mention bird-fighting in Michael Vick’s return to Atlanta, where he was the No. 1 overall pick of the Falcons in 2001 and started until 2006, when dog-fighting charges sacked the mobile lefty. The new face of the franchise, Matt Ryan, needs to bounce back after a tough opening week at Chicago. But Matty Ice is 19–3 at the Georgia Dome. Eagles by 4
Rams (0-1) at Giants (0-1)
The walking wounded stagger into this Monday night matchup. St. Louis may be without running back Steven Jackson (leg), while quarterback Sam Bradford (finger) will play hurt against a Big Blue defense whose best defender, Justin Tuck (neck), missed Week 1. Giants by 7
By Nathan Rush
Like it or not, Michael Vick still owns “Matt Ryan’s House” at the Georgia Dome. Vick is more popular than Ryan in Atlanta and always will be.
In fairness, Ryan would be the most exciting, charismatic CEO of Home Depot that Arthur Blank could ever dream of.
But the clean-cut, by-the-book pocket-passer is nowhere near the magnetic force that the Michael Vick Experience was when he was the face of Nike and a preternatural phenomenon, No. 1 overall pick out of Virginia Tech, not so long ago.
With respect to Dominique Wilkins, Dale Murphy and Deion Sanders, in Vick’s prime he was the most beloved athlete in Atlanta sports history.
Vick was the personification of Atlanta’s ideal self-image — a groundbreaking, stylish, successful young black leader. The dual-threat quarterback with a cannon left arm, running back moves and track star speed was unlike anything anyone had ever seen. And while Vick captivated America’s imagination, he was Atlanta’s very own to treasure.
Ryan, on the other hand, is the prototype NFL quarterback — professional in every way, intelligent, reliable, tall, white and right-handed. Not trying to reinvent the wheel; just trying to perfect a proven blueprint for the position.
The Boston College product is sold as Tom Brady lite —without the Brazilian ubermodel wife, Hollywood hair, NFL records and Super Bowl jewelry. But without all of that, what’s left? Ryan is methodical, where Vick is mercurial; Ryan is borin’, while Vick is ballin’.
Matt Ryan is who the Falcons need; but Michael Vick is who Atlanta still wants.
And that will be crystal clear when the Philadelphia Eagles fly down to the Georgia Dome to play the Atlanta Falcons on NBC’s Sunday Night Football. The most prominent jersey in the stands will be Vick’s No. 7, in all shades and sizes.
In reality and symbolically, Ryan will be No. 2 when Vick comes back to a city whose love affair may have taken a break, but certainly never died. Vick’s absence has only made Atlanta’s heart grow fonder.
It was clear in 2009, when Vick was given a roaring ovation by the Georgia Dome crowd. Then a backup, Vick went 2-of-2 for 48 yards and one TD through the air, while rushing for 17 yards and another TD on the ground in mop-up duty at the end of a 34–7 Philly win at Atlanta.
“I just remember being in the (Georgia) Dome and the crowd chanting my name, which is special,” Vick recalled, in an interview with Chris Vivlamore of the Atlanta Journal Constitution.
“All my teammates thought it was the greatest thing in the world. Everybody on our sideline came to me and said they were excited that they could be a part of that situation and being there to witness it because they had never seen it before.
“I will always remember that day, not for the plays I made on the field — because that was a fracture of the joy that I felt that day. The appreciation from the Atlanta fans that I had, even though I was in a different uniform.”
Now that Vick has worked his way out of the darkness — following 19 months served in prison on a federal felony conviction stemming from a dog-fighting ring run on his Virginia property — he is back in the spotlight as a Pro Bowl franchise quarterback with a $100 million contract, a Nike spokesman and a renowned redemption story.
This is no backup arriving in Atlanta to hear chants and cheers at the end of a blowout. This is Atlanta’s pride, its once-prodigious turned-prodigal son returning home.
“That’s not my house,” Vick says, politely and politically. “That’s Matt Ryan’s house. I’m just a visitor.”
Atlanta will weigh in on Sunday night when the Eagles face the Falcons in the Georgia Dome — the house Ryan is renting but Vick still owns.
Like it or not, Peyton Manning and the high-octane Indy 500 offense has been replaced by Kerry Collins and the horseshoes.
The question now becomes: When will Manning return to the Colts? Late in the 2011 season? Week 1 of 2012? Or, God forbid, never again?
Will Peyton Manning’s nagging neck injury end a career that was largely taken for granted due to its metronome consistency of video game statistics and playoff berths?
The Colts suffered a humiliating 34–7 defeat on the road against the Texans days after Manning underwent his third neck operation in 19 months. The single level anterior fusion surgery is “performed regularly throughout the country on persons from all walks of life” but “there will be no estimation of a return date at this time,” according to the team’s official press release.
As a result of Sept. 8 surgery, the 35-year-old four-time league MVP and Super Bowl XLI MVP missed the first start of his 13-year career — snapping a streak of 227 straight starts (208 regular season, 19 postseason) dating back to Sept. 6, 1998, Manning’s rookie debut after being the No. 1 overall pick out of Tennessee.
When it became clear that rumors of No. 18’s demise were anything but exaggerated, Indianapolis signed the 38-year-old Collins — effectively replacing the NFL’s third all-time leading passer (54,828 yards) with the 11th-ranked yardage man (40,441).
Since Collins had recent success against the Texans — going 3–2, with the losses coming by a combined four points, as the off-and-on starter of the Titans since 2006 — many felt he was a capable stop-gap solution for a crucial Week 1 AFC South showdown.
But after watching Collins struggle — completing 16-of-31 passes for 197 yards, one TD and zero INTs, along with two lost fumbles on botched center exchanges — in the 27-point season-opening loss in Houston, most fans and pundits have written off this year’s Colts, whose run of nine consecutive playoff appearances is in serious jeopardy.
Still, the stoic Collins doesn’t seem fazed by one loss to a familiar division foe.
“You’ve got to be undaunted by anything that happened in the game and that’s win or lose, good game or bad game,” said Collins, a 17-year veteran with two trips to the NFC title game and a Super Bowl XXXV loss to the Ravens on his resume.
“You’ve got to be able to compartmentalize it, learn from it, deal with it and move on.”
This is Collins’ third week in town, after all. There should be some learning curve expected. Even Tom Brady would have trouble replacing Manning, who (as the running joke goes) will earn his fifth MVP award this season by proving just how valuable he is, and has been, to the Colts.
With a game under Collins’ belt and the Browns coming to Lucas Oil Stadium for the Colts’ home opener, things should get a little easier for the new-look offense. After an 0–1 start, Indy has to make sure there is no Houston hangover.
“This is the first ball game,” said Colts coach Jim Caldwell. “We’ve got 15 more to go.”
Caldwell is right; the Texans loss was the first ball game without Manning under center. But are there only 15 more to go? Or is this the beginning of a new era altogether in Indy?
Those people who just shrug and say, “Of course Peyton will play again,” are the same people who said, “Of course Peyton will start Week 1.”
In the NFL, there is no sure thing — not even Peyton Manning.
Aaron Rodgers, QB, Packers
The Super Bowl XLV MVP picked up right where he left off last postseason, completing 27-of-35 passes for 312 yards, three TDs — a 7-yard strike to Greg Jennings, a 32-yarder to rookie Randall Cobb (who also had a 108-yard kickoff return TD) and a 3-yard fade to Jordy Nelson — and zero INTs during a 42–34 shootout victory over the Saints on the season’s opening Thursday night.
Ray Lewis, LB, Ravens
Baltimore’s black-and-purple defense bruised AFC North rival Pittsburgh in a 35–7 statement victory. The Ravens forced seven turnovers — including an INT and forced fumble by Lewis, two forced fumbles (and three sacks) by edge-rushing linebacker Terrell Suggs, two INTs by ball-hawking safety Ed Reed and one forced fumble by 330-pound anchor Haloti Ngata, who was also responsible for the tipped Ben Roethlisberger pass that was intercepted by Lewis.
Brian Urlacher, LB, Bears
The Monsters of the Midway took out an offseason’s worth of frustration on the preseason media darling Falcons in a 30–12 shocker at Soldier Field. As usual, Urlacher led the way with 10 tackles, one INT and a fumble recovery — forced by end Julius Peppers on a strip-sack of Atlanta quarterback Matt Ryan — which he returned 12 yards for a TD. Peppers also added a second sack and a fumble recovery of his own.
LeSean McCoy, RB, Eagles
Philly’s offense scorched the turf at St. Louis, converting 8-of-11 on third down and reeling off 16 plays of 10 or more yards while cruising to a 31–13 road win. McCoy had 15 carries for 122 yards and a 49-yard TD, while hauling in two catches for 15 yards and another trip to the end zone. Michael Vick passed for 187 yards and two TDs, and rushed for 97 yards.
Tom Brady, QB, Patriots
Norm Van Brocklin’s 60-year-old single-game passing record of 554 yards was in jeopardy on Monday night, as Brady completed 32-of-48 passes for 517 yards, four scores — including a fantasy football field day on a 99-yarder to Wes Welker — and one pick in a 38–24 victory at AFC East rival Miami.
Cam Newton, QB, Panthers
The Heisman Trophy-winning No. 1 overall pick returned to the site of his BCS national title win and dazzled in his NFL debut. The controversial dual-threat quarterback out of Auburn completed 24-of-37 passes for 422 yards, two TDs and one INT, for a 110.4 passer rating, while scrambling for another TD on the ground during a disappointing 28–21 loss to the Cardinals. Both scoring strikes went to Steve Smith, who had eight catches for 178 yards (22.3 ypc).
A quick look at every game on the NFL schedule for Week 1, along with the consensus pick of Athlon Sports editors Mitchell Light, Rob Doster, Nathan Rush, Patrick Snow and Steven Lassan:
Saints (0-0) at Packers (0-0)
The Thursday night opener pits the last two Super Bowl champions against each other in prime time. Two of the top passing offenses — the Saints ranked third (277.6 ypg) and the Packers ranked fifth (257.8 ypg) last year — take on two of the top passing defenses around — the Saints ranked fourth (193.9 ypg) and the Packers ranked fifth (194.2 ypg) in ’10. Packers by 4
Falcons (0-0) at Bears (0-0)
Atlanta has become a trendy Super Bowl pick this preseason, while Chicago ended last year’s playoffs as the team taking all the cheap shots. Maybe everyone is right on both fronts; or this could be a classic Week 1 spoiler special. Falcons by 1
Colts (0-0) at Texans (0-0)
Indy fans think the sky is falling now that four-time MVP quarterback Peyton Manning is missing the first start of his career. But backup Kerry Collins — the off-and-on starter for the division rival Titans since 2006 — has had recent success against the Texans. Collins threw for 237 yards, two TDs and one INT for a 102.3 passer rating in a 31–17 win last year, and for 216 yards, two TDs and one INT for a 90.0 passer rating in a 34–31 loss in 2009. Texans by 8
Bills (0-0) at Chiefs (0-0)
Even if last season was a fluke, Kansas City should be able to take down staggering Buffalo at Arrowhead Stadium in the opener. Chiefs by 4
Titans (0-0) at Jaguars (0-0)
Two rookie quarterbacks — Tennessee’s Jake Locker (No. 8 overall pick) and Jacksonville’s Blaine Gabbert (No. 10) — will watch patiently from the sideline as two Pro Bowl-caliber running backs carry the load on the field. Titans by 1
Bengals (0-0) at Browns (0-0)
The Buckeye State Bowl will feature two of the worst teams in football. Of the two, the Browns have homefield and hope; the Bengals have… well, they’re undefeated headed into the year. Browns by 5
Eagles (0-0) at Rams (0-0)
Michael Vick, DeSean Jackson and Co. could turn the tables on St. Louis and provide a “Greatest Show on Turf” of their own. But don’t count out the young Rams, as second-year signal-caller Sam Bradford will have Tom Brady’s old play-caller, Josh McDaniels, calling the shots this season. Eagles by 7
Steelers (0-0) at Ravens (0-0)
Easily the most physical and arguably the best rivalry in the NFL. Both of last year’s meetings in this bruising black-and-purple battle were three-point defensive showdowns — a 17–14 Ravens win at Pittsburgh in Week 4 and a 13–10 Steelers victory in Baltimore in Week 14. Steelers by 1
Lions (0-0) at Buccaneers (0-0)
Detroit’s Matthew Stafford and Tampa Bay’s Josh Freeman bring two of the strongest arms and lead two of the youngest, most energetic teams — including the coaches, Jim Schwartz (45) and Raheem Morris (35) — to the gridiron. Buccaneers by 1
Vikings (0-0) at Chargers (0-0)
The Bolts look to end their early-season trouble against an aging Vikings club whose ship may sink in Coronado Bay before this one is over. Chargers by 8
Giants (0-0) at Redskins (0-0)
What little hope the Hogs have will likely be crushed by the Big Blue Wrecking Crew. This could get ugly — even for fat guys in dresses. Giants by 7
Panthers (0-0) at Cardinals (0-0)
The Cam Newton and Kevin Kolb eras begin on the same day. Last year’s Heisman and BCS title winner returns to the site of Auburn’s title game victory to face the man who started last season ahead of Michael Vick in Philadelphia. Cardinals by 7
Seahawks (0-0) at 49ers (0-0)
Is this a USC-Stanford game? College football’s top two converts — Seattle’s Pete Carroll, who left USC in 2010, and San Fran’s Jim Harbaugh, who bailed on Stanford for the NFL this season — will meet again. Surprisingly, Harbaugh’s Cardinal were 2–1 against Carroll’s Trojans. 49ers by 2
Cowboys (0-0) at Jets (0-0)
The Ryan Brothers go toe-to-toe, as Jets coach Rex Ryan hosts twin brother Rob, who enters his first game as the Big D coordinator. There will be no love lost between the sons of Buddy — who was recently diagnosed with cancer — during this Sunday night showdown. Jets by 4
Patriots (0-0) at Dolphins (0-0)
There was a time when Tom Brady struggled in South Florida. And while Jason Taylor is back in Miami, these are not Taylor’s vintage Phins. Don’t expect an upset on Monday night. Patriots by 10
Raiders (0-0) at Broncos (0-0)
Many thought Tim Tebow would make his MNF debut here. Instead, Kyle Orton hosts the nightcap of a double feature vs. the rival Raiders. Raiders by 2
Peyton Manning’s second neck surgery won’t impact his time-of-possession on television this weekend.
No, the pain in the neck won’t stop the No. 1-ranked Nielson Co. ad man, who will continue to dominate the airwaves in spots for MasterCard, Oreo, Gatorade, Sony and DirecTV. (Although, there is serious concern as to how the recent setback will impact this season of “Football Cops.”)
The fact that Manning just underwent his second neck operation since May 23 will, however, almost certainly sack an Indianapolis Colts squad that was charging towards its 10th consecutive playoff appearance before the rumors of No. 18’s demise proved to be anything but exaggerated.
The 35-year-old four-time league MVP and Super Bowl XLI MVP had a “single level anterior fusion” on Thursday, Sept. 8, and will miss the first game of his career — ending a streak of 227 consecutive starts (208 regular season, 19 postseason) dating back to Sept. 6, 1998 — in Week 1 on the road against the AFC South rival Houston Texans.
According to the Colts’ official press release:
“(Single level anterior fusion) is performed regularly throughout the country on persons from all walks of life, including professional football players. Two former Colts players had this same procedure last winter and have fully resumed their careers. Rehabilitation from such surgery is typically an involved process. Therefore, there will be no estimation of a return date at this time. We will keep Peyton on the active roster until we have a clearer picture of his recovery process.
“Peyton will immediately begin the rehabilitation regimen mapped out by the surgeon. We anticipate no further updates or availabilities beyond those required by the NFL Media Policy for the immediate future.”
Recovery time for this “routine” surgery generally takes around three months — meaning Manning will likely miss the entire 2011 season.
On the bright side, the Colts are replacing the NFL’s third all-time leading passer (54,828 yards) with the 11th-ranked yardage man (40,441 yards), 38-year-old graybeard gunslinger Kerry Collins. And after serving as the off-and-on starter of the Titans since 2006, Collins is familiar with the Texans heading into the season opener — in which the Colts are a nine-point underdog.
As the Titans starter, Collins went 3–2 against the Texans and 1–1 in Houston. And his two losses came by a combined four points. Last year, Collins directed a 31–17 win in Week 15. As a game manager, Collins has a proven track record — which includes two trips to the NFC title game (1996 Panthers, 2000 Giants) and a loss in Super Bowl XXXV — and he expects to add to that resume this week.
“I expect to run the offense, bottom line,” said Collins. “Make plays when they’re there, be smart with the ball, make good reads, good decisions, get us into the right plays when the situation calls for it.”
Manning is clearly the face of the franchise in Indy and arguably the most important player in the entire NFL. And after making the playoffs in 11-of-13 seasons with Manning under center — including every season since 2002 — the Colts will likely stagger without their laser-rocket-armed leader.
It’s audible time and the man who calls the shots isn’t there to make the most important adjustment in recent Colts history.
“To say I am disappointed in not being able to play is an understatement,” Manning said in an official release from the Colts.
“The best part about football is being out there on the field playing with my teammates. It will be tough not to be out there playing for the organization and our fans. I simply am not healthy enough to play, and I am doing everything I can to get my health back.
“The team will do fine without me, and I know for sure that I will miss them much more than they miss me.”
It will be hard to miss Peyton. Just turn on the TV, where a mustachioed Manning will armed or dangerously speed-eating Oreos with little brother Eli, the NFL’s new “Iron Man” at 110 straight starts (103 regular season, 7 postseason).
The 2011 NFL season kicks off with a Thursday night showdown between the last two Super Bowl champions, as Super Bowl XLIV MVP quarterback Drew Brees and the Saints march to Lambeau Field to take on Super Bowl XLV MVP quarterback Aaron Rodgers and the Packers — in the first of 256 regular season games that span from Sept. 8 until Jan. 1, 2012.
Before a snap has been taken, Athlon Sports looks into our crystal ball in an attempt to predict who will be award-worthy after the dust settles this season.
Most Valuable Player
Aaron Rodgers, QB, Packers
Rodgers has already matched Brett Favre’s Super Bowl ring tally, but the leader in Titletown is three down to his predecessor in league MVP trophies. If the 27-year-old with the title belt can match his average stats as a starter — 4,131 yards, 29 TDs and 10 INTs; 293 rush yards and four scores per year since taking over for Favre three seasons ago — he will add a regular season MVP to the Super Bowl MVP he earned after knocking off the Steelers at Cowboys Stadium in February.
Offensive Player of the Year
Michael Vick, QB, Eagles
Vick posted 3,018 yards, 21 TDs and only six INTs for a 100.2 passer rating, along with 676 rushing yards and nine TDs on the ground in only 12 games last season. As a result, the Eagles traded Kevin Kolb to the Cardinals and signed Vick to a six-year, $100 million contract. If the dual-threat lefty passer can stay healthy this season, he could put up his best numbers to date. Andy Reid and the Philly front office are banking on it.
Defensive Player of the Year
Patrick Willis, LB, 49ers
Willis has taken over for Ray Lewis as the new standard for middle linebackers. New coach Jim Harbaugh will have the luxury of having a coach on the field. The 2007 Defensive Rookie of the Year has been named All-Pro in each of his four seasons. The next logical step is to receive the league’s top defensive honors.
Offensive Rookie of the Year
Mark Ingram, RB, Saints
The 2009 Heisman Trophy winner from Alabama should see plenty of scoring opportunities as a featured weapon in the Saints’ high-octane attack. The namesake of the Giants’ Super Bowl-winning receiver, young Ingram’s physical running style will also be useful late in games where the Big Easy looks to run out the clock.
Defensive Rookie of the Year
Von Miller, LB, Broncos
John Elway’s first draft choice since becoming Denver’s Executive VP of Football Operations, the No. 2 overall pick out of Texas A&M will be counted on to rush the passer early and often. Teaming with edge-rusher Elvis Dumervil (17 sacks in ’09) to form the soon-to-be feared “Von Doom” duo, Miller has the best chance to put up the numbers necessary to take home the Defensive R.O.Y. hardware.
Comeback Player of the Year
Tony Romo, QB, Cowboys
After suffering a fractured clavicle six games — and a 1–5 record — into the 2010 season, Romo was forced to watch as the Cowboys struggled to a 5–11 finish. Now, the pressure is on the three-time Pro Bowl signal-caller to deliver his fourth playoff berth as the starter in Big D. If Romo does that, Jerry Jones won’t call it a comeback — those are the results he expects — but the voters sure will.
Coach of the Year
Jim Schwartz, Lions
Detroit has not had a winning record since 2000 and hasn’t been to the playoffs since 1999. If Schwartz can end either of those losing droughts — and it will take a healthy Matthew Stafford and dominant Ndamukong Suh — it will certainly be award-worthy.
Executive of the Year
Ted Thompson, Packers
A little retroactive respect may be in order for the man who bit the bullet and sent Brett Favre packing — so to speak — in favor of Aaron Rodgers four years ago. Although Thompson did not make a major splash in free agency, his team will “acquire” several playmakers returning from injury — Ryan Grant and Jermichael Finley.
By Nathan Rush
Adam Scott is a 31-year-old playboy prodigy from Australia. Steve Williams is a 48-year-old brutish buffoon from New Zealand. Together, the down under duo are poised to climb to the top of the golf world.
This week could mark the first major step toward Scott and Williams taking over the Tour. They are riding a wave of momentum into the 93rd PGA Championship, following their first win together at last week’s WGC-Bridgestone Invitational and a 1-under 69 in the opening round at Atlanta Athletic Club.
Last week, in only their fourth event — the U.S. Open, AT&T National and British Open being the others — as a player-caddy team, Scott and Williams dominated an event whose top story seemed destined to be the return of Tiger Woods, who had his own caddy issues to deal with after a three-month layoff that included a bitter split with Williams.
But a strange thing happened on the way to the winner’s circle in Akron. Williams transcended caddy status, hearing chants of “Ste-vie! Ste-vie!” from the crowd and being interviewed greenside by CBS following the victory.
“I’ve been a caddy for 33 years and that’s the best week of my life. And I’m not joking. I’m never, ever, ever gonna forget that week. The people here this week have been absolutely unbelievable and all the support from the people back in New Zealand, including my family, that’s the greatest week of my life,” Williams told David Feherty immediately after the win.
“It’s the greatest week of my life caddying and I sincerely mean that.”
It should come as no surprise that Williams put his foot in his mouth as easy as a club in the bag following his first win since being fired “over the phone” by Tiger — a supposed close friend who had been his boss since 1999 and served as the best man at Williams’ wedding in 2005.
By Williams’ count, the WGC-Bridgestone Invitational victory — his eighth triumph at the event — was his 145th career win and his “greatest.”
But what about those 13 majors with Tiger? The teary-eyed hug at the 2006 British Open? The awkward, excited half-high-five when the ball rolled one more dimple and dropped for a ready-made Nike commercial at the 2005 Masters? The 91-hole, one-legged marathon at the 2008 U.S. Open? After all that… et tu Stevie?
Oh, and what about Scott, who went unmentioned by Williams? Didn’t he have anything to do with the win? Wasn’t he the one who shot a final-round 65 to finish with a 17-under 263 and a comfortable four-shot margin over Rickie Fowler and Luke Donald?
Scott’s reaction to the ensuing media circus, however, only reaffirms what a strong pairing the player and caddy form. Laid back bordering on lackadaisical, Scott’s talent needs the type of over-the-top energy, unsurpassed expertise and unrivaled experience Williams brings to the bag. Scott doesn’t need his ego stroked by Williams — that’s a role better played by a bikini-clad Kate Hudson or Ana Ivanovic — and he doesn’t seem offended by the perceived err in caddy etiquette.
“I certainly don’t think that was his intention to steal my moment at all,” explained Scott. “We’ve had our chat about the whole thing, and he feels the way he feels. …
“He was really excited to win. Obviously he had not won for a little while, and for him, he’s really passionate about it and that’s what I see. And when you’re passionate and in that situation, I think it all got a little out of hand. But we’ll just go on from here.”
Scott’s eighth career PGA Tour victory was clearly his most impressive — and just as prestigious as his wins at the Players Championship in 2004 and Tour Championship in 2006. But did Williams have anything to do with the results, or was he just “carrying the bag,” as so many have suggested?
“Was he a help? Are you kidding?” scoffed Scott. “Nobody knows this place like Steve.”
Having caddied almost exclusively for major champions — Tiger (14), Raymond Floyd (4) and Greg Norman (2) have won a combined 20 majors — Williams knows what it takes to win; Scott knows that. And pretty soon, everyone else in golf will know that, too.
Deion Sanders remixed his “Must Be The Money” mantra one last time during his Pro Football Hall of Fame induction speech on Saturday night.
His Canton-gold jacket even matched the gold vest from the video of the single off his 1994 album, “Prime Time.” Remember? The song Sanders performed as host of Saturday Night Live just a few weeks after winning the first of his back-to-back Super Bowl titles with the 49ers (XXIX) and Cowboys (XXX).
In fact, the 44-year-old Sanders’ speech not only echoed the track he recorded on MC Hammer’s record label as a 26-year-old but also, apparently, a promise he made as a seven-year-old in Fort Myers, Fla.
“I made a promise when I was seven years old to this young woman at the age of 27. She was working two jobs just to see if ends could see one another, cause they never met. And she was slaving over pots and pans on that precise day,” said an emotional Sanders, in front of roughly 13,000 fans in Canton, Ohio.
“And I said, ‘Mamma’ — because I was tired of seeing her go to work and come home all tired — I said, ‘We’re gonna be rich one day. Mamma, I’m going to make a lot of money. And you will never have to work another day of your life.’ My mamma said, ‘That’s fine. But until then, you get that lawnmower and go out and cut that grass.’ …
“I made a pledge to myself, that I don’t care what it takes, I don’t care what it may take, I’m not going to do anything illegal, but my mamma will never have to work another day of her life.”
Deion definitely kept his promise to Constance Knight, whose strength, dignity and pride were on display in the VIP family section near the stage at Fawcett Stadium.
On the gridiron, Sanders had Darrelle Revis’ cover skills, Ed Reed’s ball-hawking instincts, Chris Johnson’s warp speed and Devin Hester’s broken-field return abilities. But even that breakdown doesn’t do justice to Sanders’ talents.
After a stellar career at North Fort Myers High, Sanders was named to the Florida All-Century team by the FHSA. He won the Jim Thorpe Award playing for Bobby Bowden at Florida State, before being the No. 5 overall pick of the Atlanta Falcons in 1989.
Sanders signed a one-year contract with the San Francisco 49ers in 1994 and went on to have his best season — recording six INTs for 303 yards (50.5 ypr) and three TDs en route to being named NFL Defensive Player of the Year and winning Super Bowl XXIX.
He won Super Bowl XXX after signing with the Dallas Cowboys in 1995. And after a one-year run with the Washington Redskins in 1999, Sanders retired from football for the first time. At age 37, Prime Time returned to the NFL as a nickelback for the Baltimore Ravens, before retiring for good in 2005.
An eight-time All-Pro over 14 seasons, Sanders recorded 53 career INTs for 1,331 yards (25.1 ypr) and nine TDs; had 60 receptions for 784 yards (13.1 ypc) and three TDs; 155 kick returns for 3,523 yards (22.7 ypr) and three TDs; 212 punt returns for 2,199 yards (10.4 ypr) and six TDs; one fumble return TD and one rushing TD. Sanders is the only player in history to score a TD six different ways.
On the diamond, Neon Deion — a nickname he never embraced and reportedly never liked — had a Michael Bourn identity as a speedy center fielder for the Yankees, Braves, Reds and Giants.
Even in limited action, Sanders showed flashes of brilliance, hitting .533 with five steals for the Braves in the 1992 World Series and stealing 56 bases in 115 games for the Reds in 1997, the only year he had 500 at-bats.
Sanders is the only man to play in both the Super Bowl and World Series. His alter-ego persona, Prime Time, was one of Nike’s finest pitchmen. Love him or hate him, Deion is a one-name icon and one of the most influential and electrifying athlete-entertainers of all time.
But in the end, for Sanders — whether he is the father of five at a Hall of Fame enshrinement ceremony, a cocky young rapper dancing in a music video or just a kid sitting in the kitchen talking to his mom — the bottom line has always been the bottom line.
“Many of my naysayers said, ‘You know, Prime didn’t tackle,’” Sanders acknowledged, as he wrapped up his speech.
“Since 1989, I’ve tackled every bill my mamma has ever given me. The next time they say, ‘Prime didn’t tackle,’ make sure you let them know, ‘Yes he did.’”
Must be the money.
There is a surreal symmetry to the retirement go-route run by Randy Moss, whose hollow 13-year Hall of Fame career ends, like so many, “not with a bang but a whimper.”
As the 6’4”, 34-year-old “Freak” runs away from defenders and detractors one last time, he does so in his trademark bittersweet, fast yet furiously fleeting style.
Moss has looked back and thrown up his hand mid-stride one last time, but he is so long gone in the deep end that no passer — not Tom Brady or Randall Cunningham or Daunte Culpepper or Brett Favre or even Jason Williams — can get the ball to their old friend. Moss has simply run too far, and there’s no point in jogging back to the huddle at this point in the game.
There are younger, safer and cheaper check-down receiver options everywhere. There is no market for Moss, a man whose swagger and status doesn’t allow him the luxury of being a common, situational pass-catcher.
After 954 receptions for 14,858 yards and 154 total TDs over 202 games, it’s impossible to deny Moss’ place among history’s top receivers. Only Jerry Rice can claim undeniable superiority to Moss, all others must argue.
Moss averaged 73 catches for 1,143 yards and 12 TDs per season over 13 years; and 88 catches for 1,396 yards and 13 TDs per season over his first six years with the Vikings from 1998-2003. His best single season was a 98-catch, 1,493-yard, 23-TD effort for the 16–0 Patriots in 2007. He eclipsed 1,000 receiving yards in 10 seasons and 10 or more TD catches in nine campaigns.
Still, it’s hard to appreciate how incredible Moss’ career was without also acknowledging what might have been and what never will be. The parts of Moss — the highlight-reel plays, off-the-charts games and record-breaking seasons — always seemed greater than the sum of his whole career.
Moss was the focal point of the top two offenses in NFL history — the 1998 Vikings and 2007 Patriots, teams that combined to go 31–1 in the regular season before disappointing playoff losses.
The ’98 Vikes lost to the Falcons in the NFC title game following a missed 38-yard potential game-winning field goal by Gary Anderson, who was a perfect 35-for-35 during the 15–1 regular season. The ’07 Pats fell one game short of perfection, losing Super Bowl XLII to the Giants.
Moss never won a ring. He wasted two prime seasons in the Black Hole during his missing years in Oakland. And he took an ugly, legacy-tarnishing lap around the league in 2010 — when he allegedly told Brady his long hair made him “look like a girl” during a shouting match, was traded to the Vikings, berated a Minnesota catering company’s food (“I wouldn’t feed this (bleep) to my dog!”), was claimed off waivers by the Titans and finished his final season with either one or no catches in eight of his last nine games.
Ironically, Moss’ NFL career ended the same way it started — by being rejected by Tennessee and shown collective indifference by the rest of the NFL.
The Titans (then the Oilers) were, after all, the only team to draft a wide receiver ahead of the lanky, country boy playmaker who wore sunglasses indoors as a Heisman Trophy finalist alongside eventual winner Charles Woodson, runner-up Peyton Manning and Ryan Leaf.
Supposed problem child Moss fell all the way to No. 21, where the Vikings, coach Dennis Green, offensive coordinator Brian Billick and born-again mentor Cris Carter were more than willing to welcome the Belle, W. Va., native from then-I-AA power Marshall.
And so many years later, the Titans were the only team to claim Moss off waivers. But following a 5–2 start with Super Bowl aspirations, Tennessee went into a downward 1–8 spiral and Moss was caught up in the undertow — running glossed-over go-routes and standing around with his gloves fastened to his facemask.
Once the most exciting player in football, Moss has slowly become an invisible man. He may still pull a Favre and materialize on a roster in 2011. But odds are, Moss scored his last touchdown — a four-yarder from Favre, for the Vikings — on Oct. 24, 2010 at Lambeau Field.
If you do bet on whether or not Moss will play again, you know the drill — “Straight cash, homey.” Just like Randy.
Not even the NBA lockout can stop Kevin Durant from lighting up the scoreboard and captivating the basketball universe with his otherworldly scoring ability.
In his first trip to Harlem’s famed Rucker Park — arguably, if not easily, the most respected and renowned outdoor court on the planet — the Thunder All-Star made noise.
Durant scored 66 points — raining threes from way downtown and tomahawk-chopping dunks on fast breaks — in an Entertainers Basketball Classic contest in which his DC Power knocked out the Sean Bell All-Stars.
“No lie, jus had one of the best times of my life at Rucker park..wow! I love NY...Harlem waddup,” Durant tweeted, following one of the greatest and most entertaining scoring exhibitions in Rucker Park history.
A self-destructing human Ouroboros, Tiger has shanked another important decision into the Woods, so to speak, picking the wrong caddy to be his right-hand man as he embarks on a major championship comeback.
Woods is set to make his return to the PGA Tour at next week’s WGC-Bridgestone Invitational, following an 11-week layoff that started at the turn during the first round of THE PLAYERS Championship.
After rehabbing his left leg, Tiger is “feeling fit and ready to tee it up at Firestone next week. Excited to get back out there!” according to his Twitter account.
Woods’ return marks the beginning of a new era in his career. With longtime caddy Steve Williams having been recently fired, there will be a new confidant carrying Tiger’s clubs from now on.
In fairness, the bar is set quite high for whoever follows in Williams’ footsteps.
Tiger’s first caddy, Mike “Fluff” Cowan, was the perfect mix of laid-back hippie and savvy veteran bagman for Woods’ prodigious early-20s talent. The duo won the 1997 Masters together; now Fluff reads putts, notes yardages, calms down and fires up Jim Furyk.
“It was a great ride while it lasted,” Cowan said, once his run with Tiger was over.
Then, Tiger moved on to Williams, who was Greg Norman’s former caddy. The roughneck New Zealander served as part bodyguard and part best man — a role Woods played at Williams wedding. The duo intimidated and high-fived their way to 13 major championships, the most recent coming at the U.S. Open at Torrey Pines in 2008.
Stevie kept up appearances and essentially pleaded ignorance (or at least the fifth) as Tiger’s infidelity scandal mushroom-clouded worldwide. Williams sat out as Woods rehabbed his various injuries — reportedly going unpaid during that time — before finally picking back up the bag for Australian Adam Scott. (After first receiving permission from Woods, of course.)
Loyalty fell by the wayside, however, as Tiger decided it was time to move on — without Williams by his side.
“Realistically, I could look back, and I’ve wasted the last two years of my life because he’s played infrequently, he’s been injured and played poorly,” Williams told The New Zealand Herald.
“I was prepared to hang in there through thick and thin, so I find the timing extraordinary.”
Now, Tiger turns to Bryon Bell, a childhood friend who previously served as president of Tiger Woods Design. Bell has caddied for Tiger three times and has a strong track record, albeit with a decidedly different player than Woods has been of late:
1st – 1999 Buick Invitational
2nd – 2000 Buick Invitational
T2 – 2003 Disney Invitational
But Bell is no caddy; he’s a glorified yes man. Bell has been widely reported as the man who knew too much of Woods’ personal comings-and-goings before it became Page Six-style front page news. Bell was “Enabler No. 1” and now he’s “Advisor No. 1.”
“(Bell) would coordinate my flight itineraries and make sure I was all set up to see Tiger,” alleged Tiger mistress Jamie Jungers told The New York Daily News. “He was a very nice guy.”
If Bell were really up to the task at hand, he would have advised Woods to make a better caddy selection. A good caddy (and friend) knows when to agree and when to offer another option. Bell is already 0-for-1 in advising Woods in an unbiased, honest way.
Tiger doesn’t need another lacky. He has plenty of those on the payroll already.
Kevin Kolb, Cardinals
Arizona traded away 2008 first-round pick (No. 16 overall) and 25-year-old Pro Bowl cornerback Dominique Rodgers-Cromartie along with its 2012 second-round pick to acquire the young gun with seven career starts under his belt.
Since being selected out of Houston with the No. 36 overall pick in 2007, Kolb has completed 60.8 percent of his passes for 2,082 yards, 11 TDs and 14 INTs for a 73.2 passer rating, while posting a 3–4 record as a starter with the Eagles. That was enough for the Cards, who immediately offered a five-year, $64 million deal with $21 million guaranteed to Mike Vick’s backup.
The last Vick backup to be traded and signed it worked out well. Matt Schaub had completed 52.2 percent of his passes for 1,033 yards, six TDs and six INTs, carrying an 0–2 record as a starter, when he was traded from the Falcons to the Texans when he was traded for two second-round picks and a two-slot swap (from No. 10 to 8) of first-rounders. Schaub then signed a six-year, $48 million deal and was handed the keys to the franchise.
This was by far the boldest (and most expensive) quarterback move of the offseason. The future of coach Ken Whisenhunt, the entire Cardinals organization and Larry Fitzgerald fantasy owners rides on the right arm of the 26-year-old Kolb.
Donovan McNabb, Vikings
A move that had been years in the making finally happened once McNabb’s old Eagles offensive coordinator, Brad Childress, was no longer the Vikings head coach. But the new boss in Minnesota, Leslie Frazier, was on Philly’s staff as a defensive backs coach from 1999-2002, so he and McNabb know what to expect from each other.
After watching an over-the-hill Brett Favre struggle last season, many Vikes fans have to be concerned that the 34-year-old McNabb — who was benched in favor of Rex Grossman last year in Washington — is running on fumes, after completing 58.3 percent of his passes for 3,377 yards, 14 TDs and 15 INTs for a 77.1 passer and 5–8 record as a starter.
Regardless, McNabb should provide a good example for rookie Christian Ponder, while allowing the No. 12 overall pick time to learn and work his way into the starting job.
Matt Hasselbeck, Titans
The second high-profile quarterback moving from Seattle to Nashville, the soon-to-be 36-year-old former Seahawk Hasselbeck follows No. 8 overall pick and former UW star Jake Locker to the Titans.
The bald man from the soup commercials had his worst season as a pro last year, completing 59.9 percent of his passes for 3,001 yards, 12 TDs and 17 INTs for a 73.2 rating. But Hasselbeck could be primed to succeed in Music City. He has already worked with Tennessee GM (and former Seattle exec.) Mike Reinfeldt, has been friends with new coordinator Chris Palmer since the mid-1980s and is cool with Locker from their days in the Pacific Northwest.
Oh, and Hasselbeck hasn’t shared a backfield with a playmaker like Chris Johnson since Shaun Alexander was in his MVP heyday.
Vince Young, Eagles
The No. 3 overall pick of the Titans in 2006 will be backing up the No. 1 overall pick of the Falcons in 2001; V.Y. hopes to follow Michael Vick’s road to redemption with the Eagles. And there is reason to think the 28-year-old can bounce back in Philly.
Young has completed 57.9 percent of his passes for 8,098 yards, 42 TDs and 42 INTs for a 75.7 passer rating, along with 1,380 rush yards and 12 rush TDs, while posting a 30–17 record as a starter. But over his past 16 starts, V.Y. has a 10–6 record, completing 58.9 percent of his passes for 2,745 yards, 18 TDs and eight INTs, along with 343 rush yards and one TD on the ground.
With quarterback gurus Andy Reid and Marty Mornhinweg teaching, and Vick mentoring, Young will have every opportunity to take the next step in his maturation as both a quarterback and man.
Tarvaris Jackson, Seahawks
Look out, “Clipboard Jesus” Charlie Whitehurst, the Hawks have brought in Jackson to challenge for the starting job. The “12th Man” fans can’t be too happy, but Jackson has potential — not to mention more experience than Whitehurst, whose eight games, two starts and 99 career pass attempts don’t inspire confidence.
Jackson has completed 58.7 percent of his passes for 3,984 yards, 24 TDs and 22 INTs for a 76.6 passer rating. The Alabama State product has a 10–11 record as a starter, but did go 8–4 en route to leading the Vikings to the playoffs back in 2007.
Kyle Orton, Dolphins or Broncos?
King Neck Beard has been taking first-team snaps for the Broncos and is almost certainly a better option — in 2011, at least — than Tim Tebow. The Dolphins make sense, but Dan Marino’s old team hasn’t made a splash in the QB market yet.
Carson Palmer, Bengals or Retire?
Bungles owner Mike Brown claims, “Carson signed a contract. He made a commitment. He gave his word.” As a result, Cincy would rather let Palmer retire than give in and trade him to another team. A classic Bengals debacle.
Brett Favre, To Be or Not To Be?
It’s looking more and more like the only passes Favre will throw this year will be in Wrangler backyard football games. But there’s always a chance the 41-year-old with 508 TD passes, three MVPs and a Super Bowl ring makes one last stop before Canton, right?
Bill Belichick has done it again, acquiring former $100-million man Albert Haynesworth for pennies on the dollar.
The Patriots will send a 2013 fifth-rounder to the Redskins in exchange for Washington’s once-prized free-agent defensive tackle, who coach Mike Shanahan infamously attempted to switch from the three-technique 4-3 tackle spot at which Haynesworth earned two All-Pro nods playing in Tennessee to a zero-technique 3-4 nose tackle.
After signing a seven-year, $100-million deal — which included a record $41 million in guaranteed money — on the first day of free agency in 2009, Haynesworth quickly fell out of favor with the Redskins organization and fan base. And after only 20 games and 6.5 sacks over two seasons, Haynesworth leaves the nation’s capital with a legacy as one of the worst cases of wasteful spending in D.C. history.
The 6’6”, 335-pounder hit rock bottom in Washington and his toxic reputation spans coast-to-coast. Recently, Haynesworth was described as “nearly 400 pounds of self-absorbed entitlement” in a New York Times blog.
That’s what makes this such a brilliant Belichick move. There’s nowhere to go but up in New England. The plan is to play Haynesworth along a D-line that also includes All-Pro nose tackle Vince Wilfork and former Pro Bowler Ty Warren, who missed last season with a hip injury.
This move is reminiscent of the 2007 trade for Randy Moss, a former All-Pro who had also bottomed out after admitting to quitting on the Raiders the year before. With a change of scenery, Moss went from catching 42 passes for 553 yards and three TDs in ’06 to 98 catches for 1,493 yards and 23 TDs for the 16–0 Patriots in ’07. There's no guarantee Haynesworth will experience that type of renaissance, but no one should be shocked if the pocket-collapsing mauler regains the walking double-team status he had not so long ago in Tennessee.
By comparison, however, the Moss trade was expensive. New England shipped a fourth-rounder to Oakland to start draft day two that year. This time around, Belichick only moves a 2013 fifth-rounder. And since the general rule is that a pick loses one round’s value for every year in the future, it could be argued that the Pats are acquiring Haynesworth for a seventh-round price.
In just two seasons, Haynesworth went from being the most valuable defensive player in history (in terms of dollars) to being nearly worthless. But smart money says Haynesworth’s stock is about to soar once again, as Belichick continues his reign as the Warren Buffett of the NFL.
Eighty-five set the standard for player activity during the lockout — riding a bull for 1.5 seconds, playing 30 minutes in a scrimmage for the MLS’s Sporting Kansas City and giving radio-TV interview updates on the status of Carson Palmer, Terrell Owens and Terrelle Pryor. Oh, and he “threatened” to “whoop (Marvin Lewis’) ass.”
Bayonne’s own Jersey boy had too much time on his hands and, as a result, had too many encounters with handcuffs — following a high speed car chase in his Porsche; after resisting arrest, obstructing justice and tampering with evidence at a Hoboken car wash; and with a pink feather boa around his neck at a Britney Spears concert.
Dallas Cowboys and Marvel Entertainment
The formation of “Captain America’s team” should provide additional revenue streams and untapped marketing opportunities for both Jerry Jones’ club and the comic book company behind recent blockbusters like Iron Man, X-Men and, of course, Captain America.
Mr. and Mrs. Brandon Marshall
The Dolphins receiver was (allegedly) stabbed in the stomach by his wife, Michi Nogami-Marshall, in late April. Marshall originally told police that he had fallen and cut himself on a broken piece of a glass vase — which brought back memories of his infamous tale of a slip-and-slide through a TV to cut his arm in 2008.
Best Steeler quotes:
James Harrison in Men’s Journal
The “Hitman” poured kerosene on the blazing fire that is Harrison’s relationship with Roger Goodell, saying (among other things):
“My rep is James Harrison, mean son of a bitch who loves hitting the hell out of people. But up until last year, there was no word of me being dirty — till Roger Goodell, who’s a crook and a puppet, said I was the dirtiest player in the league. If that man was on fire and I had to piss to put him out, I wouldn’t do it. I hate him and will never respect him.”
Not the wisest words from the NFL’s Darth Vader villain, but definitely the most provocative and polarizing interview of the lockout.
Worst Steeler quotes:
Rashard Mendenhall on Twitter
The Steelers running back didn’t make many friends and ultimately lost millions of dollars with his truther tweeting following Osama bin Laden’s assassination:
“What kind of person celebrates death? It’s amazing how people can HATE a man they have never even heard speak. We’ve only heard one side…”
“I just have a hard time believing a plane could take a skyscraper down demolition style.”
Best Cowboy and beauty queen duo:
Tony Romo and Miss Missouri Candice Crawford
The quarterback who broke up with Carrie Underwood the day before her 29th birthday and may or may not have inspired the country-pop starlet’s “Cowboy Casanova” finally tied the knot, marrying TV personality and former Miss Missouri Candice Crawford in late May.
Worst Cowboy and beauty queen duo:
Roy Williams and Miss Texas Brooke Daniels
The underachieving ex-Cowboy wideout made the smooth move of proposing to former Miss Texas Brooke Daniels through the snail mail and he was surprised when she not only said “no” but also decided to keep the $76,000 engagement ring.
Peyton and Eli Manning, DirecTV
The Manning Bros. did their best Crockett and Tubbs or Starsky and Hutch or whatever buddy cop duo there is impression. But unlike most, Peyton and Eli have sweet fake mustaches. DirecTV’s “Football Cops” are pure genius. If only Jeff George and Jeff Hostetler were still around, DirecTV could have had awesome quarterbacks with real ‘staches. Probably not as marketable; kind of like replacing Don Johnson with Colin Farrell — just a bad idea all the way around.
Peyton Hillis, Madden ’12 cover
Derek Jeter was more deserving of his starting AL shortstop All-Star vote than the “other Peyton” was of his Madden cover. Come to think of it, the original Peyton has never been on the cover of the NFL’s signature video game. EA Sports may not realize it, but the fan voting for Hillis started off as a joke. Then it went too far, as Hillis edged out Mike Vick in the final round. “Boom! Where’d that cover come from?”
The Patriots’ three-time Super Bowl-winning check-writer made all the right moves during the lockout. But that should be expected from an owner whose only coaching hires have been Pete Carroll, Bill Parcells and Bill Belichick. Kraft was not only a level-headed middle man who was respected on both sides of the aisle, but he was also a man whose wife, Myra, was fighting a battle with cancer (that was ultimately lost on July 20). Kraft continues to be the personification of dignity and class. Jeff Saturday was right to “hug it out” after the ugly 130-day negotiations.
Born on the Fourth of July; you gotta love an 82-year-old who still wears jump suits and black leather jackets. So, it should come as no shock that Davis abstained from voting on the lockout resolution. Sure, the other 31 owners were ready to pressure the players into voting. But Davis does what Davis wants — Raiders, fellow owners or NFL be damned. On second thought, maybe he’s not the worst owner after all.
“Fore right!” Phil Mickelson yelled after sailing his second shot long and right at the 72nd hole of the British Open Championship at Royal St. Georges.
“Who did it hit? Who did it hit?” Lefty asked upon reaching the grandstands behind the green, smiling at the crowd as he autographed a golf ball to throw to his victim.
Mickelson has always been quick to sign autographs or give $100 handshakes to fans that have been struck by one of his errant drives or misguided iron shots. He’s also just as likely to tip his visor or slap fives while moving through the gallery, and hang around to sign memorabilia after giving the media as much time as he can, within reason.
And while it is great to keep fans, media members and corporate sponsors happy, Mickelson’s real selling point is his “Phil the Thrill” persona.
Lefty is as American as they come on the increasingly international PGA Tour. Not only does he live a perceived champagne and caviar lifestyle with his beautiful blonde wife and kids, but Mickelson plays the game of golf with a stars-and-stripes swagger, power, creativity and — for better or worse — unpredictability.
It’s hard to be surprised by anything Mickelson does. Even when he’s going low to card 6-under thru 10 holes — birdying Nos. 2, 4, 6 and 10, while making eagle at No. 7 — like he did at Royal St. Georges, fans can only laugh along as Lefty flashes a goofy grin and fist-bumps longtime caddy Jim “Bones” Mackay.
Like any good roller coaster, the highs of watching and rooting for “Phil the Thrill” can descend just as rapidly into the lows of missed opportunity, regret, if only and what if? He may miss a two-foot putt at No. 11 to derail one of the most exciting final rounds in recent memory, like he did on Sunday. It happens.
Even after his misstep, Mickelson played to win — all the while Dustin Johnson was shanking crucial shots out of bounds and eventual Champion Golfer Darren Clarke was bouncing balls over bunkers.
Rather than playing safe for a solo second finish, Lefty kept his typical “if you ain’t first, you’re last” attitude — going for greens and not leaving any putts short. The strategy likely cost him at least one, probably two strokes. But it was the only way to play for a four-time major champ seeking his first British Open Championship. And, in the end, Mickelson still finished with T2 with fellow American Johnson (who took a decidedly different path to the same 278 strokes).
Clearly, Sunday at Royal St. Georges was the Northern Irish gentleman’s day; Clarke was the fan favorite and a deserving recipient of the Claret Jug. But long before the trophy presentation, for anyone watching stateside, “Phil the Thrill” had already stolen the show.
Kenny Britt may not want the cops to keep putting handcuffs on him, but the third-year Tennessee Titans wideout had no problem submitting to Britney Spears during her Femme Fatale Tour’s stop in Nashville on Monday night.
The pop princess pulled the troubled third-year receiver out of the audience, placed a pink boa around his neck, handcuffed the 6’3”, 215-pound New Jersey native to a pole and then proceeded to dance on and around him as she performed “Lace and Leather” in front of a raucous crowd at Bridgestone Arena.
This is at least the third time Britt has been in handcuffs during the lockout — with the first time coming following a car chase with police and the second coming after resisting arrest (and tampering with evidence) at a New Jersey car wash.
Britt was also the “victim” of a Facebook hacker in June, when @KennyBritt8818 posted:
“Retiring From the NFL. F*** You Goddell.”
Luckily, Britt’s run-in with Britney didn’t end in an arrest, retirement or cursing of Commissioner Roger Goodell.
Golden Tate runs a 4.42 in the 40-yard dash; but even he can’t keep up with the nearly-900 horsepower of a NASCAR Sprint Cup stock car.
The second-year Seahawks receiver inadvertently threw down the green flag on a head-to-head Twitter war shootout with NASCAR nation. Following the nominations for Male Athlete of the Year at the ESPY Awards, @ShowtimeTate tweeted:
Jimmy Johnson up for best athlete???? Um nooo .. Driving a car does not show athleticism.
The former Notre Dame star and Biletnikoff Award winner was then blitzed from all angles by fans of NASCAR, stock car racing and five-time Sprint Cup champion Jimmie Johnson — who ultimately lost the Male Athlete ESPY to sweet-shooting Dallas Deutschman Dirk Nowitzki.
And as fast as Tate had angered the racing Twitter world, he attempted to backpedal from the opinion expressed in his original tweet:
Apologies for my offensive comment to NASCAR fans. I actually read up on it and NO I couldn’t race a car 150 mph.
But that didn’t stop an angry Twitter mob tired of the age-old “drivers aren’t athletes” stereotype that was further perpetuated by Tate — who, in turn, called out to the Seahawks’ rabid “12th Man” fanbase to save him:
12th man get these rednecks off me.
By the end of the Twitter war, the Nashville native changed his tune in favor of a sport — or at least a fanbase — whose roots run deep in the South:
I will say my respect for NASCAR has gone up tremendously yalls fans r hard nose and passionate #respect!
Tate went so far as to appear on SiriusXM NASCAR Radio in an attempt to clear the air — or find clean air at the front of the pack, in race-speak.
“I will say this: NASCAR fans, do not mess with them,” Tate told SiriusXM NASCAR Radio.
“Do not mess with them. They will eat you alive. …
“I wasn’t really too familiar with Jimmie Johnson. I didn’t mean it to be any disrespect, although it might have come across that way.”
In the end, Tate proved fast enough on his feet and tweet to earn a comment from the five-time reigning Cup king himself — the man behind the wheel of the 48 Lowe’s Chevy and the nominee for the Male Athlete ESPY.
A few years ago, Vince Young was at a nightclub hitting on the younger sister of a friend of mine — no surprise there, since this girl is some sort of heavenly combination of Beyonce and Stacey Dash.
After a few minutes, VY laughs and says, “You don’t know who I am, do you?”
“Sure I do. You’re LeBron James’ friend,” she says bubbly.
In a way, she was right; VY is indeed LBJ’s friend. But that definitely is not how Young defines himself. For better or worse, Vince thinks he is a peer of LeBron, that the two are one-name icons with the potential to revolutionize their respective sports.
And on that night, VY was still on top of the world — with a Reebok endorsement deal and the starting quarterback job for the Tennessee Titans, not to mention a Rookie of the Year trophy and game-worn Pro Bowl jersey hanging on the wall. Oh, and he was more popular than BBQ sauce in Texas after carrying the Longhorns to the national championship.
Much like LeBron, however, Vince has taken a hard fall in recent months due primarily to a lack of self-awareness and media savvy.
Unlike James — who was wined and dined by the entire NBA when he was a free agent last summer — Young will likely have to lobby for a job in the NFL once the lockout is finally over. The 26-year-old James and recently turned 28-year-old Young were once universally beloved — LBJ was the “King” and VY was “In-Vince-ible” — but both are now seen as spoiled prima donnas, a fact neither seems able to come to grips with.
Once the inevitable happens and the Titans cut ties with Young, he has made it clear that he would like to follow James and “take his talents to South Beach.” Young has been hanging around Miami this summer in hopes of getting some “face time” with the Dolphins’ decision-makers.
And upon further review, Young’s dream scheme scenario may make more sense than the “Heatles” supergroup produced by Pat Riley.
Lame Duck Coach, One-Year Rental QB
The marine mammals coach, Tony Sparano, is entering a season that at-best is make-or-break and at-worst a lame duck campaign. Inking VY to what would be essentially a one-year rental contract is perfect. The coach-QB tandem can fight for their lives and if it doesn’t work out, Miami can cut bait at the end of the season with a fresh start at coach and quarterback in 2012.
Young will certainly accept a low-ball, incentive-laden deal with team-friendly options. Taking VY for a test drive seems to have relatively little risk but tremendous reward if he has any gas left in the tank as a winning quarterback. And the move could save Sparano's job — or at least give him a good excuse if he gets canned.
More Star Power, Upside Than Chad Henne
Young has shown flashes of greatness since being drafted No. 3 overall in 2006. His results infamously outweighed his statistics in Tennessee; VY had a 30–17 record as a starter, while the Titans went 15–18 without him under center during that same time.
But recently Young’s stats have been catching up with his win total. Over his past 16 starts, VY has a 10–6 record, completing 209-of-355 passes (58.9 percent) for 2,745 yards, 18 TDs and eight INTs, along with 58 rushes for 343 yards (5.9 ypc) and one trip to the end zone.
He does, however, also have six lost fumbles and three DNFs — one coach’s decision against the Steelers, one sprained knee against the Jaguars and one season-ending thumb injury against the Redskins, which was followed by the meltdown with then-coach Jeff Fisher that sealed his fate in the Music City.
Current Phins starter Chad Henne is a solid professional, but no one seems convinced that he’s a franchise quarterback — let alone the heir to Dan Marino, which Miami has been starved for since Ace Ventura’s detective buddy retired in 1999.
Henne’s been the definition of mediocrity, going 13–14 as a starter, with 27 TDs and 33 INTs — recording six multi-TD games and eight multi-turnover games — during that stretch.
Direct Snaps From Wildcat
Imagine the 6’5”, 232-pound VY taking direct snaps from the shotgun in the Wildcat formation? In all seriousness, Young is a dual-threat playmaker at quarterback — with 264 carries for 1,380 yards (5.2 ypc) and 12 TDs (including a 39-yard overtime “walk off” in his Houston homecoming) over 54 career games.
Although he’s no Mike Vick, VY has an exciting edge to his game that fits the city of Miami’s style more than Henne’s.
LeBron James’ Friend
The hottest girl in the room is rarely wrong. Vince is LeBron’s friend — and peer, in a warped way. The Dolphins will be doing the Heat a favor by signing Young. After having their likenesses torn down in Nashville and Cleveland, VY and LBJ could become twin towers on the sports scene in Miami — a.k.a. Dwyane Wade’s town.
“I couldn’t ask for much more, and I’m just so happy to be holding this trophy. I know how good Tiger was in 2000 to win by 15 in Pebble. I was trying to go out there and emulate him in some way. I played great for four days, and I couldn’t be happier.” – Rory McIlroy
“Congrats to Rory. What a performance from start to finish. Enjoy the win. Well done.” – Tiger Woods
“He’s the best player I’ve ever seen. I didn’t have a chance to play with Tiger when he was in his real pump, and this guy is the best I’ve ever seen, simple as that. He’s great for golf. He’s a breath of fresh air for the game and perhaps we’re ready for golf’s next superstar and maybe Rory is it.” – Northern Irishman and 2010 U.S. Open champ Graeme McDowell
“If you are going to talk about someone challenging Jack’s record, there’s your man. Winning majors at 22 with his talent — he would have 20 more years, so probably 100 more majors in him where he could be competitive. It would give him a great chance.” – Ireland’s three-time major winner Padraig Harrington
“He will be and already is a celebrity, but he is a golfer first. In this day and age, it’s very difficult. He needs to make certain golf is the first thing, as well as his motivation and desire to be great. My motivation was that I wanted to be the best I could be in the sport, and once I got close to Bob Jones’ record, that became my motivation. I think Rory has got his head screwed on pretty well and I think he’ll keep it there. It was obviously an unbelievable performance.” – Iconic 18-time major winner Jack Nicklaus
“I think this kid’s going to have a great career. I don’t think there’s any question about it. He’s got all the components. He’s got a lot of people rooting for him. He’s a nice kid. He’s got a pleasant personality. He’s humble when he needs to be humble, he’s confident when he needs to be confidenct.” – Nicklaus
“It feels good, it feels great. It’s nice to be able to call myself a major champion. I’ve got three weeks off and then the British Open, so I want to take it easy and let it sink in.” – McIlroy
The story of Bubba Starling has evolved into a Midwestern myth over the course of his high school career at Edgerton (Kan.). To hear it told, the lanky 6’5”, 195-pound two-sport star was Paul Bunyan with a wood bat in his hands at the plate and a blue ox in pads bulldozing defenders on the gridiron for the Blazers.
But Starling is not an ordinary small town tall tale; he is arguably the most accomplished high school athlete of the past decade. In a YouTube world where little goes unseen and even less is never-before-seen, Starling stands out as a human highlight reel with off-the-charts potential in both baseball and football.
Starling was selected No. 5 overall in the MLB First-Year Player Draft by the Kansas City Royals — a club located just over 30 minutes from his hometown of Gardner, Kan. He was also the Gatorade Kansas Player of the Year and U.S. Army All-American as a quarterback, and has signed a Letter of Intent to play for the Nebraska Cornhuskers this fall.
Now, the 18-year-old is left with a decision that will send shockwaves from Kansas City, Mo., to Lincoln, Neb. Everyone wants to know what Derek “Bubba” Starling’s next move is.
Baseball America’s top-ranked high school prospect has a chance to become the face of a Royals franchise that infamously passed over K.C.-area product Albert Pujols back in 1999.
And as the No. 5 overall pick, Starling is in line for a big payday. The MLB-suggested slot-value bonus for the pick is roughly $2.5 million. However, three years ago Buster Posey received a $6.2-million bonus after the Giants took him at No. 5 overall.
Factoring in the local politics, other options and high profile of the situation, Bubba will be closer to Buster money than slot value — which would be hard for anyone to pass up. But money can’t buy what Starling would be signing away by turning pro in 2011 — rather than, say, 2014.
“Bubba” has a chance to become a one-name icon in Nebraska, like “Tebow” is in Florida or “Vince” is in Texas. He can follow in the footsteps of Frazier, Crouch, Frost and Gill; bask in B.M.O.C. status and cornfed coeds; and still play baseball for new coach Darin Erstad in the spring, after he’s done going all out for Bo Pelini in the fall.
No college baseball coach in the country is better prepared to mentor Starling than Erstad, himself a two-sport star in Lincoln not so long ago.
Erstad was the starting punter on Tom Osborne’s 1994 national title-winning Huskers squad before being named the 1995 Golden Spikes Award winner as an outfielder on NU’s baseball team.
After a successful ironman stint in Cornhusker country, Erstad was the No. 1 overall pick of the California Angels in the 1995 MLB Draft. Over his 14-year career in the bigs, Erstad was a three-time Gold Glove outfielder, a two-time All-Star and a World Series champion in 2002.
If anyone can give Starling insight on how juggle two sports at the highest collegiate level — as well as the benefits and potential pitfalls of doing so — it is Erstad.
Osborne and Pelini will pull out all of the recruiting stops, no doubt. But it is Erstad who shares the most in common with Starling and whose opinion should carry the most credibility.
Starling went 33–4 as a starting quarterback in high school — rushing for 2,377 yards (on 13.2 ypc) and 31 TDs, while passing for 790 yards and eight TDs as a senior; and rushing for 1,381 yards and 19 TDs, while passing for 1,433 yards, 18 TDs and six INTs as a junior — and has the potential to be a fan favorite at Memorial Stadium.
However, the tools-iest outfielder in the draft is represented by diabolical uber-agent Scott Boras, who will look to set a new Royals’ record for signing bonus — which currently sits at a cool $6 million, given to No. 2 overall pick Eric Hosmer in 2008. But this is not news; K.C. general manager Dayton Moore knew he was signing a $6-plus-million check when he wrote Starling’s name down and turned it in to Commissioner Bud Selig on Monday night.
Starling has until 11:59 p.m. August 15 to decide whether he wants to be the next Bo Jackson — who won the 1985 Heisman Trophy after hitting .401 with 17 HRs for Auburn the previous spring — or the next Carl Crawford — who chose minor league baseball and big-league riches over Nebraska athletics in 1999.
The ball(s) is in Bubba’s court — and field, and diamond. It’s Starling’s decision to make; fans wearing Royal blue or Big Red can only hope their dream prospect comes true.
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Less than one year after LeBron James’ decision to quit heavy lifting on the docks of Lake Erie and go hang out with his friends on the strip in South Beach, the Cleveland Cavaliers have seemingly come full circle.
Not only did Dan Gilbert’s club hit the jackpot with the No. 1 overall pick in Tuesday night’s NBA Draft Lottery, but the Cavs did so via the rights to the Clippers’ pick — which had a 2.8 percent chance of ping pong powerball. Cleveland’s own 19.9 percent chance — second only to the Timberwolves’ 25 percent odds — was a swing and miss, but still netted the “best of the rest” No. 4 overall pick once all the envelopes had been opened by Deputy Commissioner Adam Silver.
With the Nos. 1 and 4 overall picks, Gilbert’s personal “guarantee that the Cleveland Cavaliers will win an NBA Championship before the self-titled former ‘King’ wins one” — which he infamously penned in an open letter on the night of James’ ESPN “Decision” special — takes one step closer to innocent-enough fantasy and one step farther away from rage-fueled insanity.
But this year’s Lottery was not about a petty feud between a spoiled golden goose who went south for basketball season and a spoiled owner who lost his golden egg layer-upper.
What’s Not To Like?
The star of the show Tuesday was Dan’s 14-year-old son Nick, who represented the Cavaliers onstage at the half-hour envelope-opening ceremony. Suffering from Neurofibromatosis — an inherited disease in which nerve tissue grows tumors without warning — Nick sat patiently, wearing glasses and a bow tie, as ESPN’s Heather Cox introduced the other Lottery reps.
Then, this exchange took place:
“Nick, you’re the ambassador for the National Children’s Tumor Foundation and you’ve been dealing with a nerve disorder since you were born. Your dad called you his own personal hero. How’d that make you feel?” asked Cox.
“Well, I mean, what’s not to like?” said Nick, who smiled and paused for laughter after uttering a line that is sure to live on in Cleveland for many years to come.
“I’m the oldest of five. I mean, I have a good life. I’ve been going through this disease but I’m going through it well. I’m getting better. Research is, all the money people are donating. Yeah, everything’s going good, I guess.”
And everything is going even better since Nick’s big night, which drew attention to the cause and raised over $22,000 for the Children’s Tumor Foundation — an amount that Dan Gilbert has promised to match dollar-for-dollar.
While viewers and fans were donating to charity, the gift that keeps on giving — T-Wolves GM and Lottery rep David Kahn — did his usual foot-in-mouth routine.
“I also felt, very strongly, that once the 14-year-old hit the dais with us we were dead. We were just dead. There was no way,” joked Kahn.
“This league has a habit. I’m just going to say ‘a habit’ of producing some pretty incredible storylines. Last year it was Abe Pollin’s widow and this year it’s a 14-year-old boy — who I only had one thing in common with; we’ve both been bar mitzvahed. We were done.
“I told Kevin, ‘We’re toast. This is not happening for us.’ And I was right about that. We were done. As soon as the 14-year-old came up there it was lights out.”
Who’s No. 1?
The last time the Cavaliers had the No. 1 overall pick was in 2003, when Akron, Ohio’s own LeBron James wore an all-white suit to his draft day coronation.
This time around, Duke freshman point guard Kyrie Irving — who averaged 17.5 points (on 52.9 FG%, 90.1 FT% and 46.2 3PT%), 4.3 assists, 3.4 rebounds and 1.5 steals per game over only 11 collegiate contests due to a right toe injury — is the favorite to go with the top spot.
If not Irving, then Arizona sophomore combo forward Derrick Williams — who averaged 19.5 points (on 59.5 FG%, 74.6 FT% and 56.8 3PT%), 8.3 rebounds and 1.1 assists in 38 games — looks to be 1b. to Irving’s 1a. in what many consider to be a two-man tier at the top of one of the weaker draft classes in recent memory.
Either way, the Nos. 1 and 4 overall picks — along with the good will brought about by Nick Gilbert — gives the Cavs a strong foundation to rebuild on after the LeBron LeBacle of last summer. And everyone, including the man whose jersey has been burned and reputation has been permanently altered, is glad to see that.
“I’m happy for the franchise and happy for the fans,” said James, following the Heat’s Wednesday shootaround.
“I think it is a good step for them.”
Tiger Woods, Lee Westwood and Rory McIlroy won’t be teeing off this weekend at golf’s so-called “fifth major” championship, The Players Championship at TPC Sawgrass.
The tomcat 14-time major champion, the Brit who’s ranked No. 1 in the world and the 22-year-old Northern Irishman who held the 54-hole lead at this year’s Masters will be M.I.A. at Ponte Vedra Beach, near Jacksonville, Fla., shanking the tournament’s potential star-power into the water before anyone has even tuned in to watch the tee box disaster area on the “Island Green” of No. 17 at the Stadium Course.
To his credit, Tiger did at least attempt to limp his way to victory, as he heroically did in the 2008 U.S. Open at Torrey Pines. But after shooting a 6-over 42 on the front nine on Thursday — including a triple-bogey on No. 4 and ugly bogeys on Nos. 1, 5 and 9 — Woods said adios to playing partners Martin Kaymer and Matt Kuchar at the turn.
“The knee acted up and then the Achilles followed after that and then the calf started cramping up. Everything started getting tight, so it’s just a whole chain reaction,” explained Woods, whose left knee has been surgically repaired four times and whose Achilles has also been an ongoing issue.
“I’m having a hard time walking.”
Meanwhile, both Westwood and McIlroy have no injury and obvious excuse to miss The Players Championship — although Lee may be celebrating the Royal Wedding and Rory still could be in mourning after his final-round 80 at Augusta. Instead, the two European headliners have decided to skip the “Island Green” and stay on the other side of the pond.
“It’s an affront to the championship,” said NBC analyst Johnny Miller, during a Wednesday conference call.
“It’s a statement. I’m not sure what the statement is.”
Statement or not, The Players Championship will be without three of the top eight players in the world this weekend, when a field led by Phil Mickelson and… other golfers attempt to conquer a brutally difficult 7,220-yard course — with a $9.5 million purse and $1.71 winner’s share on the line — at TPC Sawgrass.
With a 53–41 victory over Butler in the national title game, Kemba Walker joined Richard Hamilton (1999) and Ben Gordon (2004) among the pantheon of Connecticut champions. In the process, the 6'1" junior from the Bronx helped define what it means to be a scoring guard at UConn more than anyone since Ray Allen.
Although he went just 5-of-19 from the floor for 16 points on the final Monday in Houston, it was Walker who led the way for the Huskies — in every tournament (and game) they played in this season.
Jim Calhoun’s go-to guy first made a splash in the Maui Invitational, then won five games in five nights in the Big East Tournament and ultimately carried UConn on his back — past Bucknell (81–52), Cincinnati (69–58), San Diego State (74–67), Arizona (65–63), Kentucky (56–55) and finally Butler (53–41) — all the way up the ladder to cut down the nets, capping a 14–0 three-tournament record this year.
Walker averaged 23.5 points, 5.4 rebounds, 4.5 assists and 1.9 steals over 41 games this season, including 23.5 points, 6.0 rebounds, 5.7 assists and 1.5 steals over six games in the NCAA Tournament. But it was his never-say-die attitude that mattered most in Coach Calhoun’s third national championship run.
With his third national title, Calhoun joins UCLA’s John Wooden (10), Kentucky’s Adolph Rupp (4), Duke’s Mike Krzyzewski (4) and Indiana’s Bob Knight (3) as the only coaches in NCAA history to win three or more national championships.
“It may be the happiest moment of my life,” said Calhoun, who at 68 became the oldest coach in history to win it all.
Unlike previous champs Hamilton — who had Khalid El-Amin, Jake Voskuhl and Co. — and Gordon — whose right-hand man was Emeka Okafor — Walker was a one-man show for much of the season, averaging 32.5 percent of the team’s points on the year and 35.4 percent during the NCAA Tournament.
But it was Connecticut’s defense — or possibly the lack of a Butler offense — that decided the national title game.
Despite playing in the final for the second straight season, the Bulldogs showed the nerves of a first-time contender — making just 12-of-64 shots (18.8 percent), including 9-of-33 from 3-point range, and scoring only 41 points, which was the lowest championship-game total of the shot clock era. Worse, Butler cornerstones Matt Howard and Shelvin Mack combined to shoot 5-for-28 in their second title game appearance.
“Without question, 41 points and 12-of-64 is not good enough to win any game, let alone the national championship,” said coach Brad Stevens, who carries a 117–25 record over four seasons at Butler, including a 11–4 mark and two national runner-up finishes in the NCAA Tournament.
But Walker, freshman wing Jeremy Lamb (12 points, seven rebounds) and sophomore center Alex Oriakhi (11 points, 11 boards, four blocks) made just enough shots to lead UConn to a title. The Huskies survived a dismal 19-of-55 shooting night from the field, which included 1-of-11 from 3-point range and a terrible 6-to-11 assist-to-turnover ratio.
But no one will remember the clanked threes or low score. All that matters is the result. Connecticut is the last team standing and a deserving national champion — as the best team, with the best player, in the country.
After a season dominated by Jimmer mania and freshman sensations, and a Big Dance full of Shaka-ing upsets — including No. 11 seed VCU making the Final Four after barely making the bracket as one of the original “First Four” — and Cinderella stories, the No. 3-seed Huskies took down the No. 8-seed Bulldogs in the final.
“It’s unreal. It’s surreal,” said Walker after the game. “I’m so happy right now.”