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Tuesday, November 22, 2022

November 22, 2012: The Butt Fumble

November 22, 2012, 10 years ago: The New York Jets have had many embarrassing moments in their history. Most of them have unfolded before a local audience. Butt... this one happened in front of a national audience, on a national holiday.

In 2009 and 2010, under head coach Rex Ryan and quarterback Mark Sanchez, the Jets reached the AFC Championship Game, including beating their arch-rivals, the cheating New England Patriots, in the 2010-11 Playoffs. But in 2011, they faltered, finishing 8-8. And in 2012, they got off to a 4-6 start, including a loss to the Patriots in Foxboro.

Jets vs. Patriots had become a New York Tri-State Area vs. New England rivalry to, well, rival those of Yankees vs. Red Sox, Knicks vs. Celtics and Rangers vs. Bruins. The fans of each team hated each other, and the players didn't much like each other, either. And now, they were going to play at MetLife Stadium, at the Meadowlands Sports Complex in East Rutherford, Bergen County, New Jersey in front of a nationwide audience on Thanksgiving Night.

At the end of the 1st quarter, it was 0-0. Jet fans were thinking they had a chance. But that chance evaporated in the 2nd quarter. Shonn Greene fumbled, and the Patriots recovered. Tom Brady threw an 83-yard touchdown pass to Shane Vereen.

Then came the ignominious moment. Sanchez took the ball, tried to run the ball up the middle, and ended up running up the middle of guard Brandon Moore, crashing into his rear end, and fumbling the ball. Steve Gregory picked it up, and ran it 32 yards for a touchdown. It was 14-0 Patriots, and, with social media already a factor, it quickly became known as "The Butt Fumble."

People not familiar with the Jets could have presumed that things couldn't get any worse. People who were familiar with the Jets knew that it can always get worse. Joe McKnight took the opening kickoff, was hit by Devin McCourty, and fumbled. Julian Edelman picked it up, and returned it for a touchdown.

It was 21-0, and, as the great New York sportscaster Warner Wolf could have said, "Turn your sets off right there." The final score was Patriots 49, Jets 19.

The Jets finished the season 6-10. Once known as "The Sanchise," Sanchez remained the Jets' starting quarterback for the rest of the 2012 season, but missed the entire 2013 season with a shoulder injury. He remained in the NFL through the 2018 season, with 4 other teams, playing 17 more games, making 11 starts. Since 2019, the former USC All-American has been part of ESPN's college football coverage.

Thursday, December 20, 2012

No Particular Place, Tebow

In all fairness, Mark Sanchez has led the Jets to 2 AFC Championship Games -- as many AFC Championship Games as all other Jet quarterbacks combined: Richard Todd, 1982-83; and Vinny Testaverde, 1998-99. This doesn't count the AFL Championship Game won by Joe Namath in 1968.

And, in all fairness, Tim Tebow led an NFL team to beat the Pittsburgh Steelers in the postseason. The list of quarterbacks who've done that is actually pretty impressive: Tommy Thompson (1947 Eagles), Bob Griese (1972 Dolphins -- and his son Brian never did it for the Broncos), Ken Stabler (1973 & '76 Raiders), Craig Morton (1977 Broncos), Dan Fouts (1982 Chargers), Jim Plunkett (1983 Raiders), Dan Marino (1984 Dolphins), John Elway (1989 & '97 Broncos), Jim Kelly (1992 Bills), Joe Montana (1993 Chiefs), Stan Humphries (1994 Chargers), Troy Aikman (1995 Cowboys), Drew Bledsoe (1996 Patriots), Tom Brady (2001 & '04 Patriots), Steve McNair (2002 Titans), David Garrard (2007 Jaguars), Aaron Rodgers (2010 Packers) and Tim Tebow (2011 Broncos).

But now, neither Sanchez (who is just 26 years old) nor Tebow (a year younger) seems to be good enough to be the starting quarterback for the New York Jets.

And Greg McElroy is? Who the hell is Greg McElroy?

He's a 24-year-old righthander, born in Los Angeles, who played high school football in the Dallas area while his father, a former quarterback at the University of Hawaii, worked in the front office for the Cowboys. On the team at Carroll Senior High School in Southlake, he was stuck behind Chase Daniel until his senior year. (Daniel went on to star at the University of Missouri, and is now Drew Brees' backup on the New Orleans Saints.) But in that senior year, McElroy led them to a 16-0 season and a State Championship, and was named the State's Player of the Year.

He went to the University of Alabama, and here's what he did in the 2009 season: Knocked off Virginia Tech, then ranked Number 5 in the nation, with a 2nd-half comeback; beat Number 22 South Carolina; beat Ole Miss in front of the biggest crowd ever to attend a sporting event in the State of Mississippi; dethroned Number 1 Florida with a performance that earned him the game's MVP, despite sustaining two cracked ribs; and beat Texas to win the National Championship.

His senior year wasn't quite as good, as Heisman Trophy winner Cam Newton led Auburn past Alabama and knocked the Crimson Tide out of contention for another SEC title. But he was named a National Football Foundation scholar-athlete, so he wasn't one of these guys who went to a big school just to play football.

In other words, while he was not as accomplished at the college level as Tebow, he was more accomplished at that level than Sanchez.

The Jets drafted him in the 7th round in 2011. In his 1st year, he was available for the entire season, and took a grand total of zero snaps. In his NFL career to date, he has made 1 appearance, throwing 5 passes -- 1 of which was a touchdown to Jeff Cumberland for the Jets' only score in a 7-6 "win" over the suddenly-pathetic Arizona Cardinals on December 2.

Which certainly suggests that McElroy deserves as much of a chance as the Jets have given Sanchez -- and more of one than they've given Tebow.

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So the era of "The Sanchize" appears to be over. And the Tebow Experiment hasn't even been tried. And there's a rumor going around that, A, the Jets are shopping Sanchez; and, 2, Tebow has asked to be traded. (In that other kind of football, this would be called "putting in a transfer request.")

The Jets are 6-8. No chance at the Playoffs. My thoughts on Rex Ryan are well known: His tenure as coach has been a failure, not so much because of what he's done (2 AFC Championship Games are more than any other Jet coach has been able to do), but because of what he said he would do, and hasn't.

So Sanchez may go, Tebow probably will go, and Ryan should go.

But, until Ryan does go, Tebow remains the bigger story. Not since George W. Bush went on vacation in August 2001, ignoring a certain memo about Osama bin Laden, has a man generated as much publicity for doing nothing as has Tim Tebow.

Only, in Tebow's case, it isn't really his fault. Whether he deserves to be a starting quarterback in the NFL is a discussion worth having -- and, from what I've seen, he seems to be a decent enough person, but not a quarterback good enough to start at the NFL level.

But, support him or not, I think we can all agree that he didn't deserve what's happened to him with the J, E, T, S, Jets, Jets, Jets.

To the tune of "No Particular Place to Go" by Chuck Berry (which sounds a lot like one of Chuck's earlier hits, "School Day"):

Riding along to the Mile High.
He can be their post-John Elway guy.
He stole the money, Brian Griese.
As good as his dad, he'd never be.
Cruisin' to Denver, Colorado.
To that particular place, Tebow.

Riding along, and he is for real.
He beat those Pittsburgh men of Steel.
His passing yards were 316.
Like the Scripture said, know what I mean?
But then got slaughtered in Foxboro.
So it's no particular place, Tebow.

No particular place, Tebow.
So off to New York, the kid did go.
The streets of the City are paved with gold.
And the Sanchez losses are getting old.
Can you imagine the way he felt?
Stuck to the bench like he's in seatbelt!

Sitting along in the Meadowlands!
Sanchez can't keep the ball in hands!
But Timmy won't be Rex's boy!
Passed over for who? Greg McElroy?
A bunch of Jet minds that are working slow!
It's no particular place, Tebow!

Friday, November 23, 2012

Ryan Out!

I'm thankful that I didn't go to the East Brunswick-Old Bridge game yesterday, Thanksgiving Day.

The Purple Bastards scored 20 points in the 1st quarter, and coasted from there, beating Dear Old Alma Mater, 34-0.

I'm also thankful that I'm not a Jets fan. They looked like turkeys out there, and they got stuffed, losing to the New England Patriots, 49-19.

Lots of Jets fans are already calling for quarterback Mark Sanchez to be benched in favor of Tim Tebow.

Yes, because, when you've got a quarterback who isn't getting the job done, the answer is to go to another guy who can't throw a football with sufficient accuracy.

Face it, going from Sanchez to Tebow will do nothing more than taking a playboy quarterback who can't throw and replacing him with an evangelical quarterback who can't throw. You'll be pleasing Pat Robertson and Rick Santorum, but you'll still be condemning Jet fans to a poor offense.

No, the first problem to solve lies elsewhere -- and if it's solved, maybe it would be better for Sanchez.

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In case you've forgotten, Rex Ryan made his name as a defensive coordinator -- like his father before him, Buddy Ryan, who built the great Chicago Bear defense of the 1980s.

Rex was with the Baltimore Ravens from 1999 to 2008, and as defensive line coach helped build the defense that dominated the NFL in winning the League's 2000 championship, Super Bowl XXXV. Some observers called the 2000 Ravens' defense the NFL's most dominant since his father's '85 Bears.

Starting in 2005, he was their defensive coordinator. In 2008, he was granted the additional title of assistant head coach. All through that time, while the Ravens occasionally struggled on offense, their defense remained strong enough to keep them in Playoff contention.

In 2009, Rex was named head coach of the Jets, for whom his father had been a coach on their Super Bowl III team of 1968-69.

Almost exactly a year ago, I wrote the following...

Getting to back-to-back AFC Championship Games is good, right? Of the 16 current AFC teams, 5 have not done it: The Baltimore Ravens, Cincinnati Bengals, Houston Texans, Jacksonville Jaguars and Kansas City Chiefs -- and of those, the Begnals and Chiefs have been around for the entire life of the AFC. Make it 7 teams if you count the Tennessee Titans as being separate from the Houston Oilers.

On the other hand, how many teams have lost back-to-back AFC Championship Games? The Oakland Raiders (3 straight, 1973-75), the Oilers (1978-79), the San Diego Chargers (1980-81), the Cleveland Browns (1986-87)... and the Jets.

(In the NFC, there's been the 1970-71 San Francisco 49ers, the 1972-73 Dallas Cowboys, the 1974-76 Los Angeles Rams, the 1980-82 Cowboys, the 1992-93 49ers, and the 2001-03 Philadelphia Eagles.)

Well, so what? The Buffalo Bills won 4 straight AFC Championship Games... and lost 4 straight Super Bowls as a result! Does that mean that their coach, Marv Levy, failed? Actually, yes.

But while the Bills went into their first 2 Super Bowls rather cocky, it was nothing like what Rex has done with the Jets.

Like Joe Namath in January 1969, he has been predicting, even guaranteeing, that the Jets would win a Super Bowl.

They've gotten within 2 games of achieving that, twice... but haven't done it.

This season, he was predicting it before the season. Results? So far, the Jets are 5-5.

If the Jets run the table, they'll be 11-5, which is nearly always enough to at least win a Wild Card. If they go 5-1 the rest of the way, they'll be 10-6, which is often enough to reach the Wild Card, but not always. If they go 4-2, not a bad stretch by any means, they'll be 9-7, and the Playoffs would still be possible.

Their remaining games? Home to Buffalo this Sunday (tough one, even if they did beat the Bills in Orchard Park not that long ago), at Washington (should be a win, the Redskins are terrible this season and Landover is as bad a home-field advantage as RFK Stadium was a good one), home to Kansas City (the Chiefs got pounded by the Pats last night but were a Playoff team last year and I don't expect them to roll over), at Philadelphia (who knows which Eagles team is going to show up), officially a "home game" against the Giants on Christmas Eve afternoon (and the Giants have been hard to figure as well), and closing at Miami on New Year's Day afternoon.

None of those games will be easy, not even the last: We all know that the Jets, since January 12, 1969, anyway, have had trouble playing in Miami. On the other hand, all of these games are eminently winnable, if the Jets can avoid serious injuries and Mark Sanchez doesn't throw interceptions. The Jets are fortunate that the 3 hardest games of the season, the home-and-away with the Pats and the visit to Baltimore (all losses), are already out of the way.

But even if the Jets do win at least 5 of their last 6 and make the Playoffs, what then? After 2 AFC Championship Game losses, anything less than a Super Bowl win would mark this season as a failure.

The only question left is whether it marks Rex Ryan's tenure as a failure.

This may be the most talented Jets team ever. Indeed, I think they're every bit as good as Namath's 1968 team; the 1982 team that had Freeman McNeil, Wesley Walker, and the defensive line known as the New York Sack Exchange; Parcells' 1998 squad that came within 30 minutes of a Super Bowl trip; and Herman Edwards's never-say-die "play to win the game" AFC Eastern Division Champions of 2002.

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But Rex has raised the bar too high. And it seems like every time he opens his mouth, he puts his foot in it.

Oh, was that a double-entendre?

In his column in Sunday's New York Daily News, Gary Myers spells it out.

Rex Ryan made a promise he will not be able to keep. He guaranteed the Jets were going to win the Super Bowl this season, which is going to be hard to do without making the playoffs.

Broken promises. Two years ago, he said the Jets should be the favorites to win it all. He didn't guarantee anything, but was certainly implying the Jets would finish with the trophy in their hands.

Last season he declared the Jets "soon to be champs." Soon, as in right away. He left no room for interpretation this year...

"I believe this is the year that we're going to win the Super Bowl," Ryan said in February. “I thought we'd win it the first two years. I guarantee we'll win it this year."

Ryan became a cult hero to Jets fans craving a championship. But there's only so many times you can make a promise, not deliver, and then expect anybody to still pay attention...

Realistically, the Jets just completed a five-day stretch that puts an end to their dreams for 2011. There is nothing they've shown the first 10 games that would make anybody believe they can sweep their final six against the Bills, Redskins, Chiefs, Eagles, Giants and Dolphins.

They are 5-5, the essence of mediocrity. Their five losses are more than the Patriots, Bills, Steelers, Ravens, Bengals, Texans, Titans and Raiders have. The Broncos are tied with the Jets but own the tie-breaker. Right now, the Jets are in 10th place out of 16 teams in the composite AFC standings. Taking the four division winners out of the battle for the wild cards, the Jets would have to jump over four teams to get to the second wild-card spot. All five of their losses are in the AFC, which hurts, and they would lose the tie-breaker to the Ravens, Raiders and Broncos because they fell to each to them...

This was the defense Ryan has bragged about for three years? It couldn’t stop Tim Tebow? All he can do is run and he carved them for 57 yards on the ground on the final drive. I have never seen an NFL quarterback be as inept throwing the ball as Tebow...

Back in March, I was talking with Ryan on the street right outside the hotel in New Orleans where the NFL was holding its annual meetings. It was about one month after he had issued his Super Bowl guarantee. I mentioned he would lose credibility making statements like that if he didn’t deliver. Kind of like the boy who cried wolf.

Instead of showing concern about his words losing impact, Ryan compared himself to Babe Ruth, but only after first invoking the words of Teddy Roosevelt. It was an interesting way to express his confidence.

"They talk about walk softly and carry a big stick. I love that. I agree with that 100%," Ryan said. "But I guess I feel more like Babe Ruth. I’m going to walk softly, I'm going to carry that big stick and then I’m going to point and then I’m going to hit it over the fence." ...

There is no joy in Jetville. The Mighty Rex has struck out...


How many times can Ryan guarantee the Super Bowl? Broken promises.

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Joe Namath guaranteed a Super Bowl win in 1969. He delivered, and the Jets were World Champions.

Mark Messier guaranteed a key Playoff win in 1994. He delivered, and the Rangers went on to become World Champions. To my everlasting dismay and disgust.

Jim Fassel guaranteed a Playoff berth in 2000. He delivered, and the Giants got all the way to the Super Bowl before losing.

They succeeded.

Patrick Ewing guaranteed an NBA Championship for the Knicks a few times. Not until 2009, when he was an assistant coach with the Orlando Magic, did one of his guarantees come true (beating the Boston Celtics in a Game 7). As a Knick, he failed.

Rex Ryan has to lead the Jets to a Super Bowl. If not this season, then the next. If he doesn't do it in either one, then he is no longer helping this team, as he once did.

If, as we go to bed on February 3, 2013, the New York Jets have won neither Super Bowl XLVI nor Super Bowl XLVII, Rex Ryan needs to be fired. For cause. For failure.

Because, as things stand right now, he is a failure.

Sure, Tom Coughlin of the Giants is more likely to lose his job first... but he is not a failure. He won a Super Bowl for a New York team.

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Now, with the Jets 4-7, with almost no hope of making the Playoffs, I think it is safe to say: Rex Ryan has failed, failed, failed.

It's time for a new coach.  Don't even wait for the end of the season.  He needs to be sacked now.

As they say in English soccer, "Ryan out!"

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Tim Tebow? On the J-E-T-S-Jets-Jets-Jets?!?

This is one for the What-the-Hell File.

Tim Tebow? The new Christian gentleman of sport?

In New York? The ultimate "What have you done for me lately?" town?

It's not going to be like Jeremy Lin: As popular as Lin has gotten, he's not The Man on the Knicks. Carmelo Anthony is. He's not even the man The Man counts on. That's Amare Stoudemire. If Lin has a bad game, so what? There are two All-Stars who can pick up the slack.

In football, if the quarterback has a bad game, the team usually loses, and the quarterback gets raked over the coals.

Putting Tebow in New York will be like putting a 2-month-old kitten in a junkyard. With a junkyard dog. And I don't mean Hercules from The Sandlot, either: I mean "The Beast" that Smalls and the gang thought Hercules was!

Of course, that film had a character nicknamed "Benny the Jet" -- and it took place in 1962, long before Reginald Dwight become Elton John, let alone recorded "Bennie and the Jets."

Buh buh buh Bennie and the Jetssssssss. Dink, dink, did-ink, DONK!

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I don't get it. Why are the Jets getting Tebow? There are a lot of teams that need a good quarterback, but the Jets aren't one of them. They have Mark Sanchez.

Is this move supposed to scare Sanchez into fighting for his job? A fat guy who can't throw? Is going to intimdate a USC quarterback? Who took the ever-lovin' New York Jets, of all teams, to 2 AFC title games? Who's already beaten Peyton Manning in Indianapolis, Philip Rivers in San Diego, AND Tom Brady in Foxboro? All in January? Okay, he hasn't beaten Ben Roethlisberger in Pittsburgh in January yet... But neither has Tebow. And Sanchez has beaten Brady in Foxboro in January. Tebow hasn't done that in any month.

Yes, yes, I know: Tebow has beaten Sanchez and the Jets in December. Well, guess what: Tebow is on the Jets now, and if he plays against the Denver Broncos, he won't be opposing Tim Tebow. He'll be opposing Peyton Manning.

In today's Washington Post, Tracee Hamilton titled her column, "Tim Tebow and the Jets: What could possibly go wrong?"

It's the Jets. It's Murphy's Law: Anything that can go wrong, will.

UDPATE: Tim Tebow played in 15 games for the New York Jets in the 2012 season. He started 2: A 30-9 loss to the Miami Dolphins at MetLife Stadium, and a 28-7 road loss to the Seattle Seahawks. He threw 8 passes. He completed 6, for 39 yards, an average of 6.5 yards per pass. There was 2 that went for 1st downs. No touchdowns, but no interceptions, either. He was injured in the Seattle game. 
Hang down your head, Tim Tebow.
Hang down your head and cry.
Hang down your head, Tim Tebow.
With you, the Jets won't fly.

He was 25 years and 3 months old in that game. Through the 2020 NFL season, he has never played another regular-season professional football game. He played preseason games in 2013 with the New England Patriots and 2015 with the Philadelphia Eagles, but was cut before the regular season started each time.

He has played professional baseball, playing 5 seasons in the New York Mets system, rising to Class AAA before washing out with a .163 batting average for the 2019 Syracuse Mets. And he has been a studio analyst for college football games, something he actually is qualified for.

For the 2021 NFL season, he has signed with the Jacksonville Jaguars, whose head coach is Urban Meyer, who had been his head coach at the University of Florida. But he's been signed to play tight end, not quarterback. Stay tuned.

Monday, January 24, 2011

Jets Lay Egg, Steelers Fry It

In the words of the immortal Jim Croce...

You don't tug on Superman's cape.

You don't spit into the wind.

You don't pull the mask off that old Lone Ranger.

And you don't mess around with the Pittsburgh Steelers.

Specifically, you don't get your fans' hopes up that maybe, finally... finally, you're gonna reach another Super Bowl, and then spot a team like the Pittsburgh Steelers 24 points.

So, yes, let it be said: SAME. OLD. JETS.

Top 5 Reasons You Can't Blame the New York Jets for Losing the 2010 AFC Championship Game?

5. The Steelers were better.

4. Seriously: The Steelers were better.

3. I mean, the Steelers were a lot better.

2. The Steelers were way better.

1. The Steel... Oh, who am I kidding?

The Indianapolis Colts were better... and the Jets beat them anyway.

The New England Patriots were better... and the Jets beat them anyway.

Yes, the Steelers were better. That doesn't matter. You show up. You look fear in the eye and say, "Get lost." You man up. You don't let the occasion faze you. You stand your ground. And, as former Jet coach Herman Edwards taught you, you play to win the game.
It's true: "Hello? You play to win the game!"

The Jets didn't show up in the 1st half. They let the Steelers drink their milkshake.

Who's to blame? Everybody. Rex Ryan, Mark Sanchez, the offensive line, the runners, the receivers, the defense... this stink bomb was a team effort.

The fact that the Jets closed to 24-19 with 3 minutes to go doesn't suggest that they actually had the character to win this game all along. It suggests that they should have come with it in the 1st half -- and that, if they had, they would have won.

But they didn't. As they say in English soccer, the Jets bottled it.

The Jets were beaten by the same team that always beats them: Themselves.

Can you imagine how frustrated I'd be if I actually were a Jets fan?

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I am actually a New Jersey Devils fan. I was at their game yesterday. Beat the Florida Panthers, 5-2. That's 4 straight, and 13 of a possible 14 points in the last 7 games.

Maybe they're not hopeless after all. I saw some new names on the ice, guys I'd never heard of before, and they... they... they... worked hard.

As if they knew they still had to impress people. Well, they can cross one, me, off their list: I'm impressed, specifically with Henrik Tallinder, Adam Mair, Mark Fayne (who showed me more as a defenseman in 18 minutes of ice time yesterday than Colin White has shown me in the 5 years since the lockout ended) and especially Anton Volchenkov. (UPDATE: None of those 4 guys ended up doing much else for the Devils.)

Volchenkov. Sounds like the name of a tough guy. He is one. The 6-1, 225-pound 28-year-old Muscovite announced his freakin' presence with authority, throwing some hits and outworking everybody. Devil fans are already beginning to wear jerseys with his name and Number 28 on them. This could be the blueliner we've been looking for for a while. I can't wait to see him take the ice against the Rangers (who, in case I haven't mentioned it for a while, SUCK!).

I also thought Patrik Elias looked better than he has in ages. Brian Rolston and Jason Arnott may be having late-career renaissances. Andy Greene looks like he's finally blossoming. Maybe getting rid of Jamie Langenbrunner, as player let alone as Captain, was overdue.

True, the Devils were facing an opponent with considerably less talent than the Jets were. But the Devils worked hard early as well as late.

The Jets? A day late and a dollar short. Story of their life.

So how many years did they trade for that one Super Bowl? Now, 42 and counting.

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And did anybody else notice? Governor Andrew Cuomo of New York and Governor Tom Corbett of Pennsylvania, each newly-sworn into his job, made a bet involving various home-State food products. Cuomo now has to pay up.

Meanwhile, in Manhattan, Mayor Michael Bloomberg, the ol' Human Jinx himself, guaranteed a Jet Super Bowl, and a win therein, just as he'd guaranteed a Yankee World Series win last fall.

Meanwhile, at the Jets' sendoff rally at their Florham Park, New Jersey headquarters, Chris Christie, Jabba the Guv, made a big deal about how the players play in New Jersey, train in New Jersey, and most of them live in New Jersey, and they were going to bring the Super Bowl back to New Jersey.

Mayor Moneybags and the Four Year Blimp run their mouths. But neither one of them was man enough to call the Mayor of Pittsburgh, Luke Ravenstahl, or Governor Corbett to place a bet. Not even the smallest, friendliest, least consequential of wagers.

Andrew Cuomo is a man. Like his father before him.

At this point, I think if you add Bloomberg's approval rating to Christie's, you might equal Cuomo's.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Jets Slay the Big Cheating Dragon; Nat Lofthouse, 1925-2011

Hey, Bill Belichick! Yogi Berra called! He said, "It's over!"

Jets 28, Cheatriots 21. Gang Green have slain the big cheating New England dragon.

And they did it my way, as suggested in my previous post. Which includes the 2007-08 Giants' way: They got in the smug face of Tom Brady. And the kicking game did make a difference, but not in the way I expected: The Pats tried 2 onside kicks late, but they both failed. The first one, it was really sweet that it was Antonio Cromartie who recovered it to set up the last Jet score. Cromartie being the one who called Brady an asshole. Which... he is.

Big step up for Mark Sanchez. Pinocchio, you're a real life Playoff quarterback now.

Big step up for Rex Ryan. He can say whatever he wants now. So can any of his players.

Biggest Jet win since... oh, January 12, 1969. They are now 1 win away from the AFC Championship and a trip to Super Bowl XLV.

True, it's in Pittsburgh, and the Steelers have won 2 of the last 5 Super Bowls. But, in the last 2 seasons, the Jets have won road Playoff games in Cincinnati, San Diego, Indianapolis and Greater Boston. Who's to say they can't win one in Pittsburgh? (Troy Polamalu and Ben Roethlisberger, that's who, but they may not have as much say over this as they might think!)

Sometime this week, I want to do a post on "biggest moments in the New York vs. New England sports rivalry." This was, easily, the biggest in football, even bigger than Super Bowl XLII -- for the simple reason that the Jets are in the same Division as the Pats and play them twice a season (3 times this season), while that is not true of the Giants. The Giants cared less about messing up New England, and more about winning for New York. They would have been just as happy to beat the San Diego Chargers, the team the Pats beat in that season's AFC Championship Game.

Is this the end of the line for the Belichick-Brady Patriots? Hardly. Aside from Brady, they're really a young team, and they did win the Division. Lest we forget, Brady is 33 years old. That's not old for a quarterback. Right, Brett Favre?

But if the Jets had shed some of their reasons to be afraid of the Pats before, they've shredded the rest tonight.

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The Jets move on to their 4th AFC Championship Game -- their 5th if you count the 1960s AFL as the direct ancestor of the AFC. (There were previous American Football Leagues in 1926, 1936-37 and 1940-41.)

This will be the 15th AFC Championship Game appearance for the Steelers, breaking the record for AFL/AFC Championship Game appearances they jointly held with the Oakland (Los Angeles from 1982 to 1994) Raiders. The Steelers were in the "old NFL" from 1933 to 1969, but never appeared in an NFL Championship Game until they started to be called "Super Bowls." The Chargers have been in 9. The Patriots, Denver Broncos, Buffalo Bills and the Houston Oilers/Tennessee Titans franchise have been in 8. The Miami Dolphins have been in 7. The Baltimore/Indianapolis Colts have been in 6 -- although that number rises to 10 if you count NFL Championship Games prior to the 1970 merger. The Jets, as I said, are entering their 5th. The Kansas City Chiefs have been in 4 (including 1 as the Dallas Texans). The Cleveland Browns have been in 3 -- although that number rises to 14 if you count NFL Championship Game appearances (1950-69) and a whopping 18 if you count All-America Football Conference Game appearances (1946-49). The Cincinnati Bengals and Baltimore Ravens have been in 2. The Seattle Seahawks have been in 1 AFC and 1 NFC Title Game. The Houston Texans, in 9 full seasons now, have not yet made the Playoffs.

Records in Conference Championship Games

Counting only NFL (1933-69), AFL (1960-69) or AFC (1970/71-2009/10).

TEAM W-L PCT. SUPER BOWL RECORD
1. Cincinnati Bengals 2-0 1.000 0-2
2. New England Patriots 6-2 .750 3-3
3. Kansas City Chiefs 3-1 .750 1-1
4. Denver Broncos 6-2 .750 2-4
5. Buffalo Bills 6-2 .750 0-4
6. Miami Dolphins 5-2 .714 2-3
-. Baltimore Colts 4-2 .667 1-1
7. Baltimore Ravens 1-1 .500 1-0
8. Pittsburgh Steelers 7-7 .500 6-1
9. Indianapolis Colts 2-2 .500 1-1
10. Tennessee Titans 1-1 .500 0-1
11. Oakland Raiders 5-9 .357 3-2
--. Houston Oilers 2-4 .333 0-0
12. Cleveland Browns 4-10 .286 0-0
13. New York Jets 1-3 .250 1-0
14. San Diego Chargers 2-7 .222 0-1
--. Seattle Seahawks 0-1 .000 0-0
15. Jacksonville Jaguars 0-2 .000 0-0
16. Houston Texans 0-0 .--- 0-0

Notice that stat? While the Steelers are 6-1 in Super Bowls, they're only 7-7 in AFC Championship Games. What's more, since the end of the Terry Bradshaw years, they're 3-5 in said games. How scary does that Steeler mystique look now?

Maybe the Jets really can go all the way.

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Nat Lofthouse died yesterday. He was an all-time legend in his sport. He was even one of the legends of Yankee Stadium. And yet, most Americans have never heard of him.

Nathaniel Lofthouse (no middle name) was born on August 27, 1925 in Bolton, then in Lancashire, now in Greater Manchester, England. He was signed by his hometown soccer club Bolton Wanderers as a teenager, and made his debut as a centre forward on their youth team on September 4, 1939 -- the day after Britain declared war on Nazi Germany.

He played for Wanderers until 1943, until, turning 18 years old, he was drafted as a "Bevin Boy." These were 48,000 men, aged 18 to 25, most drafted, some volunteered, to work in England's coal mines to produce for the war effort.

They were named for Ernest Bevin, a former trade union official and a key figure in Britain's Labour Party, brought into the coalition government by Prime Minister Winston Churchill (himself the Leader of the Conservative Party) as Minister of Labour and National Service. The War over, Labour won the ensuing election, and Prime Minister Clement Attlee named Bevin his Foreign Secretary (equivalent in our government to Secretary of State). The native of Somerset in the West Country should not be confused with Aneurin Bevan, the Welshman who served as postwar Minister of Health and created the country's National Health Service.

When the Football League resumed after The War, on August 31, 1946, Nat finally made his League debut for Bolton, just after his 21st birthday. Although they lost 4-3 to West London club Chelsea, he scored twice as Bolton's Number 9, proving he was ready. Over the next 14 seasons, he would make 452 appearances, scoring 225 goals.

In one of their occasional bouts with myopia, the England national team didn't select him for a senior international match until 1950, by which point he was already 25 years old. (He did not play in the famous 1950 World Cup defeat of England by the U.S. in Belo Horizonte, Brazil.) It was a 2-2 draw with Yugoslavia, and Nat scored both goals.

On May 25, 1952, England played Austria in Vienna. Nat scored England's 2nd goal, but was elbowed in the face and tackled from behind. Had he not scored, it would surely have been a penalty. England went on to win 3-2, and the English newspapers nicknamed him The Lion of Vienna.

In 1953, he was named England's Footballer of the Year, and got Bolton into the FA Cup Final, scoring in only the 2nd minute of the game. But destiny was on the other side, as the sun finally shone on Blackpool and their 38-year-old legend Stanley Matthews. Two months later, on June 8, 1953, Nat scored 2 goals as England beat the U.S. team 6-3 at Yankee Stadium. He scored 3 goals for England in the 1954 World Cup.

In 1958, age 32, he got Bolton back into the FA Cup Final, against Manchester United, who were lucky to get there, as they had suffered the Munich Air Disaster 3 months earlier, losing 8 players to death and 2 others to career-ending injuries. This time, it was Bolton's moment in the sun, as Nat scored early in each half to give them a 2-0 win. It remains the club's last major trophy, 53 years later.
With the FA Cup

Despite 7 of the 8 United players lost at Munich having played for England, and thus not available (the other, Billy Whelan, was from Ireland), Nat was not selected for the 1958 World Cup, and made his last appearance for England later that year. He retired in 1960 due to an ankle injury. He became their assistant trainer, chief coach, and manager for most of the 1968-69 and 1969-70 seasons. He was also briefly their manager in 1971 and 1985, and was named club president thereafter.

In 1947, he married Alma Foster, and were together until her death in 1985. They had a son named Jeff and a daughter named Vivien. In 1994, he was awarded an OBE, the Order of the British Empire. In 1997, Bolton left their longtime home, Burnden Park, and a stand at their new Reebok Stadium was named the Nat Lofthouse Stand.
With his OBE medal

He died yesterday, at a nursing home in Bolton. He was 85 years old.

UPDATE: Nat Lofthouse was buried at St. Peter Churchyard in Bolton. A statue of him was dedicated outside the Reebok Stadium on August 24, 2013, 3 days before what would have been his 87th birthday, moved up to coincide with a Bolton home game.
He remains one of the most honored (or, should I say, "honoured") players in English "football" history.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Rangers Suck, But Devils Stink

The New York Rangers suck. Unfortunately, the New Jersey Devils out-and-out stink. I saw the game at the Prudential Center last night, and, sad to say, the Devils are not ready for the new season. They blew 1-0 and 2-1 leads in the first period, and lost 3-2 to The Scum.

I hate the Rangers. The only consolation is that the Ranger fans, knowing their team was only slightly less pathetic, didn’t act as cunty as they usually do.

The Devils' passing was atrocious. Their defense was awful. Their power play was hopeless – for the 2nd time in 2 games this season, they blew a 5-on-3. Their penalty kill, which allowed 2 Ranger goals, was useless.

It could be a long season – and I don't mean an Annie Savoy, "It's a long season and you've got to trust it" sense.

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Did you see Tom Brady whining to the refs to get a roughing-the-passer penalty? It gave the New England Patriots a win over the Baltimore Ravens.

Damn, Tommy, if the NFL won't let your boss Bill "Hoodieman" Belichick cheat one way, you’ll cheat another, won't you? Whinging to the refs? Who the hell do you think you are, Didier Drogba? Michael Ballack? Wayne Rooney?

I know Brady is married to a Brazilian, but I'll bet the cost of a box seat at a Pats home game he has no clue who those bastards are.

Former teammate Rodney Harrison says Brady wears a skirt. I don't think he meant a kilt like a strong, macho Scotsman.

I saw Ron Jaworski on ESPN, saying that he, too, yelled at referees to give him calls, when he was the All-Pro quarterback for the Philadelphia Eagles. It takes a big man to admit he whines.

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This is only the most recent example of a New England athlete being outed as a cheater. Cincinnati Reds pitcher Bronson Arroyo, the former Captain Cornrows, was caught with pine tar on his glove. He says it was mud. His name is Mud. He was on those lying, cheating, cunty Boston Red Sox of 2004. We should not believe a word he says.

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If you are a Jets fan, and I had told you before the season that, with the team's 1st 4 games being against Houston, the Pats, Tennessee (who, lest we forget, got off to an 11-0 start last season and reached the AFC Title Game before falling apart early this season) and New Orleans, the Jets would get off to a 3-1 start, would you have taken it? I'll bet most of you would.

The Jets fell to 3-1, and already people have gone from treating Mark Sanchez like the gorgeous second coming of Joe Namath to treating him like the pathetic second coming of Richard Todd. Really, people: Don't get on a rookie quarterback just because he looked bad in Game 4 after looking pretty seasoned in Games 1, 2 and 3. Yes, I'm talking to you, too, sister of mine!

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Interesting weekend in the Upper Midwest: On Saturday, the University of Wisconsin beat Minnesota at Minnesota's new TCB Bank Stadium, to win the trophy known as the Paul Bunyan Axe. But just 2 days later, at the Metrodome, the Minnesota Vikings, led by Brett Favre, beat their arch-rivals, the Green Bay Packers, Favre's old team, on Monday Night Football.

And, of course, there's the Minnesota Twins, tying the Detroit Tigers for first place in the AL Central, in the final regular-season baseball series at the Metrodome. The Playoff was supposed to be held last night, but Vikes-Pack took precedence.

Well, screw you, NFL! The Twins have given the State of Minnesota two World Championships. How many have the Vikings given them? None! So the Tigers-Twins Playoff, which would be the last baseball game at the Metrodome if the Tigers win, is being played right now.

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I missed a birthday yesterday: Tony Malinovsky turned 100 years old. Having played 26 games as an infielder for the Brooklyn Dodgers in 1937, he is the oldest living former Major League Baseball player. At 96, Tommy Henrich is the 5th-oldest, and the oldest living Yankee. In 3rd, at 97, is Clarence "Ace" Parker, who was a fair baseball player but good enough as a football player to make the Pro Football Hall of Fame, playing with the long-since-defunct NFL version of the Brooklyn Dodgers, among other things.

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October 6, 1923: Ernie Padgett of the Boston Braves, in only his 2nd major-league game, pulls off an unassisted triple play in a doubleheader sweep of the Philadelphia Phillies.

October 6, 1926: Game 4 of the World Series, at Sportsman's Park in St. Louis. Someone got a message to Babe Ruth, asking him to hit a home run for a sick kid in a hospital. He hit one. And another. And another. It was the first time a player had hit three home runs in a World Series game. The Yankees win, 10-5, and tie up the Series with the Cardinals. The boy's name was Johnny Sylvester, and he got well, later met the Babe, and lived to be 74.

In legend, the boy was dying, and the Babe visited him in the hospital, and promised him he'd hit a home run for him, and ended up hitting 3, and, hearing the game on the radio, instantly began to get well. The truth is great enough, is Ruthian enough.

October 6, 1927: Bill King is born. Along with Russ Hodges and Lon Simmons, he was a member of the San Francisco Giants’ first broadcast team in 1958. He moved to the cross-Bay Oakland Athletics in 1981, and is best remembered as their announcer, staying with them until his death in 2005. He also announced games for the Raiders in both Oakland and Los Angeles, for the NBA’s Warriors in both San Francisco and Oakland, and for the University of California’s football and basketball games.

At his funeral, Raiders owner Al Davis remarked that King had brought all 3 Oakland teams together, and that his dream was to have a stadium with one million fans, all with transistor radios, watching the Raiders and listening to Bill King.

That this man has not received the broadcasters' equivalent to induction into any of the Halls of Fame of the sports he covered – baseball's Ford Frick Award, football's Pete Rozelle Award, and basketball's Curt Gowdy Award – is a crime against sport itself.

October 6, 1934: The Detroit Tigers defeat the St. Louis Cardinals, 10-4. Jay Hanna "Dizzy" Dean – or Jerome Herman "Dizzy" Dean, depending on which story Ol' Diz liked to tell on any given day – enters the game as a pinch-runner, and is hit in the head by a throw.

He is taken to a hospital, examined, and released. He tells the press, apparently without realizing what he’s saying, "They examined my head, and they didn't find anything." A newspaper says the next day, "X-rays of Dean's head show nothing." Dean will have the last laugh, though.

October 6, 1935: Bruno Sammartino is born. If "professional wrestling" is a sport, the 72-year-old Sammartino remains its greatest ever.

October 6, 1936: The Yankees defeat the Giants in Game 6, 13-5, and clinch their 5th World Championship at the Polo Grounds. At this point, the following teams have won 5 World Series: The Yankees, the Boston Red Sox, and the Philadelphia Athletics. By beating the Giants, who have 4, the Yankees move ahead of the Giants into first place in New York, and they have never relinquished it. Now, they are tied with the Sox and A's for first among all teams. They have never been second again.

October 6, 1938: The Yankees defeat the Chicago Cubs, 6-3 at Wrigley Field, and take a 2-games-to-0 lead in the World Series. Dizzy Dean, the sore-armed Cardinal ace now with the Cubs, takes a 3-2 lead into the 8th inning, but Frank Crosetti's homer gives the Yanks a lead they will not relinquish. 

The winning pitcher is Lefty Gomez, making him 6-0 in World Series play. Although Whitey Ford with 10 and Bob Gibson with 7 will win more Series games, Gomez has the best winning percentage in Series history to this day.

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October 6, 1941: The Yankees beat the Dodgers, 4-1, and win their 9th World Series, clinching in 5 games at Ebbets Field. The Brooklyn Eagle's headline reads, "WAIT TILL NEXT YEAR." A catchphrase is coined. It will take another 14 years before "Next Year" arrives.

This is the last Major League Baseball game before World War II, although some players, including Detroit Tiger Hall-of-Famer Hank Greenberg, are already in the U.S. armed forces. Not until April 1946 will baseball again be played without players missing due to military service.

This is also the 1st Yankees-Dodgers World Series. There have now been 11: Seven all-New York "Subway Series," four Coast-to-Coast N.Y./L.A. series. There hasn't been one in 28 years, but maybe this is the year for Number 12.

October 6, 1943: Robert Cooper, father of St. Louis Cardinal pitcher Mort Cooper and their catcher Walker Cooper, dies during the World Series. But the brothers play on, and in Game 2, Mort goes 1-for-3 at the bat and pitches the Cards to a 4-3 win over the Yankees at Yankee Stadium. He leaves for home, Independence, Missouri, after the game. The Yankees win the next 3 games to take the Series, at which point Walker goes home, too.

October 6, 1945: Game 4 of the World Series is held at Wrigley Field in Chicago. William "Billy Goat" Sianis is the owner of the Billy Goat Tavern, across from Chicago Stadium, at the time the home of the NHL's Blackhawks and the Midwest's premier boxing venue. He has a goat as his bar's mascot, and he buys 2 tickets to this game, one for himself and one for the goat. There is no rule against this. But fans around him complain to the ushers that the goat smells bad, and he is kicked out of the ballpark.

A Greek immigrant and a superstitious man, Sianis puts a curse on the Cubs. The Detroit Tigers win the game, 4-1, all their runs coming in the 4th inning, after Sianis and the goat are kicked out. The Tigers win the Series in 7, and afterward, Sianis sends a telegram to Cubs owner Philip K. Wrigley, asking, "Who stinks now?"

In 1963, Sianis would move his bar, a precursor to today's sports bars, to its current location on Michigan Avenue, just north of the Loop, near the Tribune Tower and the Sun-Times Building, making it a popular watering hole for journalists. He died in 1970, about a year after the Cubs’ 1969 September Swoon.

His nephew Sam Sianis now runs the place, and when William Wrigley Jr. sold the Cubs to the Tribune Company in 1981, he offered to lift the Curse of the Billy Goat. A number of times, Cub management has allowed Sam to take his bar's current mascot onto the field in an attempt to lift the Curse. It hasn't worked: Apparently, Billy’s curse is stronger even than his own flesh and blood. The Cubs haven't been back to the World Series in 64 years.

Is the goat the reason? Well, let's put it this way: In 1945, the Cubs had already not been World Champions for 37 years, and had already had a number of weird things happen to them in Series play, including a 10-run inning by the A' in 1929, Babe Ruth’s "called shot" in 1932, and Stan Hack leading off the 9th with a triple with what would be the tying run and then getting stranded there to lose Game 6 and the Series to the Tigers in 1935. The goat can't explain that.

So what's the real reason the Cubs haven’t won the World Series in 101 years now? Your guess is as good as mine.

October 6, 1946: In their 1st World Series game in 28 years, the Boston Red Sox defeat the St. Louis Cardinals, 3-2 at Sportsman’s Park. In the top of the 9th, the Sox tie the game when an easy grounder goes through the legs of normally slick-fielding Card shortstop Marty Marion – foreshadowing not just Boston's own shortstop "problem" later in this Series, but also a problem at first base in a Series 40 years later. Rudy York hits a home run off Howie Pollet in the top of the 10th, and Boston wins.

The Sox had won 105 games that season, a record for any Boston team. No Boston team had ever lost a World Series: The Red Sox had won in 1903, '12, '15, '16 and '18, the Giants had chickened out on facing the Sox in 1904, and the Braves had won in 1914. At this point, despite the Cards having won 106 games and being by far the more experienced team in postseason play, it looked like the Sox were going to win this one, too.

October 6, 1947: The Dodgers threaten in the top of the 9th at Yankee Stadium, but a double play clinches the 5-2 win for the Yankees in Game 7 of the World Series. It is the Yankees' 11th World Championship. The next-closest team is the just-dethroned Cardinals with 6.

This was the 1st World Series to be broadcast on television, on NBC, although it wasn't baseball on coast-to-coast TV; that wouldn't happen until 1951. This was also the 1st integrated World Series, with Jackie Robinson playing for the Dodgers. However, it was Italians who were the major figures in the Series: Yogi Berra for hitting the 1st pinch-hit home run in Series history in Game 3, Cookie Lavagetto for breaking up Floyd Bevens' no-hitter with one out to go in Game 4, Joe DiMaggio for coming through for the Yankees again with a homer in Game 5, Al Gionfriddo for robbing DiMaggio with a spectacular catch in Game 6, and Phil Rizzuto for starting the game-ending twin killing in Game 7.

An interesting note is that, while Bevens, Lavagetto and Gionfriddo were the biggest names to be featured in this Series, none of them would ever play another major league game.

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October 6, 1957: Eddie Matthews becomes the 1st National Leaguer to hit what we would now call a "walkoff" home run in a World Series game, and the 1st player in either League to do it in extra innings, hitting one out of Yankee pitcher Bob Grim in the bottom of the 10th, to give the Milwaukee Braves a 7-5 win and even the World Series at 2 games apiece.

This was the Shoe Polish Game, in which Braves pinch-hitter Vernal Leroy "Nippy" Jones claimed to have been hit on the foot by a Tommy Byrne pitch, and a smudge of polish on the ball reveals him to be telling the truth, leading to a Brave run.

This would happen again, in favor of the Mets in 1969, with Cleon Jones – although they are not related, as Nippy was white and Cleon is black.

Nippy, who had been sent up to pinch-hit for Warren Spahn, was replaced by pinch-runner Felix Mantilla, who was sacrificed to second by Red Schoendienst (who, like Jones, had also played on the 1946 World Champion St. Louis Cardinals), and then came Mathews’ blast.

October 6, 1959: A crowd of 92,706, the largest ever for a baseball game that counts, plows into the Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum for Game 5 of the World Series. Dick Donovan shuts out the Dodgers, and Sherm Lollar grounds into a double play that forces home a run, and the White Sox win, 1-0. This will remain the last World Series game won by a Chicago team for 46 years.

Also on this day, Dennis Boyd is born. The Red Sox pitcher will be nicknamed “Oil Can,” because that’s what people in his native Meridian, Mississippi called a can of beer. Despite helping them to the 1986 World Series, Boyd will be remembered for his eccentricities more than his pitching.

October 6, 1962: Rich Yett is born. He would pitch a few years for the Minnesota Twins and the Cleveland Indians.

October 6, 1963: At Dodger Stadium, the Los Angeles Dodgers complete a 4-game sweep over the New York Yankees, winning 2-1, and win the World Series for the 2nd time – the 3rd time if you count their win in Brooklyn (and you shouldn't).

This was the 1st time they had ever clinched at home: They won at Yankee Stadium in 1955 and at Comiskey Park in Chicago in 1959. Sandy Koufax outdueled Whitey Ford twice, winning Games 1 and 4 and earning the Series MVP.

The Dodgers became the 1st team ever to win a World Series without a single offensive player being elected to the Hall of Fame. Unless you count pitcher Don Drysdale, who could hit a little (and was offensive in other ways). Like the 1980s Cardinals, the 1960s Dodgers were a team that scratched out runs any way they could, like by Tommy Davis, the unrelated Willie Davis, and Maury Wills, although Frank Howard had quite a bit of pop in his bat, and the Dodgers had Bill "Moose" Skowron, who had been a member of the Yankees' Pennant winners of 1955-58 and 1960-62. But they were not a great offensive team. They didn't have to be.

October 6, 1965: Game 1 of the World Series at Metropolitan Stadium in Bloomington, Minnesota. Koufax, being Jewish, does not pitch today, because it is Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement, the holiest day on the Jewish calendar. So he is pushed back to Game 2, and Don Drysdale is started. No problem, right? Big D is also a future Hall-of-Famer, right?

Not today: Don Mincher and soon-to-be AL MVP Zoilo Versalles (who hit only 2 homers in the regular season, and got the MVP for his contact hitting, speed and defense) hit home runs off Drysdale, and when manager Walter Alston comes to take him out in the 3rd inning, Drysdale says to him, "I bet you wish I was Jewish, too!"

Jim “Mudcat” Grant allows only one hit, a home run by Ron Fairly, and the Twins, in the 1st World Series game in their history (unless you count their Washington Senators days, in which case it's their 1st in 32 years), win 8-2. To make matters worse for the Dodgers, Koufax loses Game 2 as well.

The Dodgers will come back, though, and win the Series in 7 games. The Twins will not get this close to a World Championship again for another 22 years.

Also on this day, Ruben Sierra is born. Like many Puerto Rican ballplayers, he usually wore Number 21 to honor Roberto Clemente. Despite an All-Star talent, Sierra did not have Clemente's maturity. He played for the Yankees twice (not wearing 21 because Paul O’Neill had it, and later because it has been unofficially retired for O'Neill), but didn't win a Pennant. In fact, the Yankees got rid of him for Cecil Fielder in mid-1996, and then won the World Series; while, following an attitude adjustment that led Joe Torre to ask for him to be reacquired, he made the last out in the 2004 ALCS that ended the hex the Yankees had over the Red Sox. He hit 306 home runs in his career, including an absolute bomb in the Jim Leyritz Game of October 4, 1995, but none that really mattered.

October 6, 1966: Dodger outfielder Willie Davis, having trouble seeing a white baseball against the smog-gray L.A. sky, commits 3 errors in 1 inning, enabling the Baltimore Orioles to win 6-0, and take both World Series games at Dodger Stadium, and head back to Memorial Stadium with a 2-0 lead. Jim Palmer outduels Koufax, who struggles with the Oriole bats, Davis’ fielding, and the pain in his elbow.

No one knows it yet, but this is the last major league game for Koufax. He is not yet 31, Palmer is just 20. This could be called a "generational hinge" game.

On this same day, LSD is declared illegal throughout the United States.

Also on this day, Niall Quinn was born. Most Americans don't know who he is. He is an Irish-born soccer player who was a reserve on Arsenal’s 1989 League Championship team. He moved on to Manchester City, where he got in an altercation with teammate Steve McMahon, pulled off his bloodstained T-shirt so he wouldn't be denied entry into a dance club, danced his arse off (as they'd say in the British Isles), and, seen wearing only a pair of cutoff jeans by a Man City fan, heard that fan sing…

Niall Quinn’s disco pants are the best!
They go up from his arse to his chest!
They are better than Adam and the Ants!
Niall Quinn’s disco pants!

Quinn has called it "the song that will follow me to the end of my career." He finished his playing career for Sunderland, and went into management, eventually buying a part-ownership of the team and being made its chairman.

In 2006, Sunderland, then in English football’s second division, were playing away at Cardiff City, along with Swansea City one of two teams from Wales in the 92-team English Football League. Sunderland won, and Quinn got on the plane that was to take him, the players, and a few fans back to Sunderland. Already, there was a problem, as Cardiff’s airport wasn't willing to take them. They had to go 40 miles across a bay to Bristol, England. Recognized by some fans, who’d already had a few drinks that night, they started singing "Niall Quinn’s Disco Pants." At the top of their lungs. A few of the other passengers complained, and the pilot had 80 people thrown off the plane. The airline, EasyJet, told them they could have seats on the first plane out the next morning, but wouldn't give them a place to spend the night. They were really in a bind.

Quinn pulled out the club checkbook – since it's Britain, I should say "chequebook" – and hired taxis. He paid 8,000 pounds, about $15,000 at the time, to take them over 300 miles from Bristol in the southwest of England to Sunderland in the northeast. This would have been chump change for a big club like Arsenal, Chelsea, Liverpool or Manchester United. But for Sunderland, it was a pretty penny. Sunderland fans – a.k.a. "Mackems" – have never forgotten this act of generosity, and adapted the song, including taking a pot-shot at Freddy Shepherd, then owner of their arch-rivals, Newcastle United, a.k.a. the Magpies or Mags (and since replacing him with Mike Ashley, current Newcastle owner):

Niall Quinn's taxi cabs are the best!
So go shove it up your arse, EasyJet!
Fat Freddy/Fat Ashley would do it for the Mags!
Niall Quinn’s taxi cabs!

I don't like Sunderland, but, using the U.K. vernacular, Niall Quinn is a top man.

October 6, 1969: The New York Mets defeat the Atlanta Braves, 7-4 at Shea Stadium, and sweep the 1st-ever National League Championship Series. As they did after the NL Eastern Division clincher on September 24, the Met fans storm the field.

It is the 1st Pennant won by a New York team in 5 years. A long time by New York standards. But for Met fans, the children of a "shotgun wedding" between two groups of fans who once hated each other, to use the late scientist and former Giant fan Stephen Jay Gould's phrase, "with that love that only hate can understand," it is the 1st Pennant in either 13 years (Dodgers) or 15 years (Giants).

After 7 bad years, 5 of them absolutely horrible, in Year 8 the Mets have won the Pennant. It is the fastest any team has reached the World Series since the early days of the competition. It will be 1980 – or 1973, if you count the Mets' 2nd Pennant – before a team other than one of the "Original 16" reaches the World Series again.

October 6, 1970: Darren Oliver is born. He pitched in the only 3 postseason series the Texas Rangers have ever played, in the Division Series of 1996, '98 and '99, but the Yankees hit him hard every time.

October 6, 1973: As Egypt attacks Israel, starting the Yom Kippur War (which Israel will win), what might be the best day of postseason pitching in baseball history takes place. In Game 1 of the ALCS, Jim Palmer strikes out 12 and shuts out the Oakland Athletics, as the Baltimore Orioles win 8-0.

In Game 1 of the NLCS, Tom Seaver of the Mets fans 13 Reds, in Cincinnati, but is beaten 2-1 on a pair of 8th-inning solo homers by Pete Rose and Johnny Bench. And yet, neither of the Game 1 winners will end up winning their League’s Pennant.

October 6, 1978: Game 3 of the American League Championship Series at Yankee Stadium. Winner takes a 2-1 lead in the series. George Brett of the Kansas City Royals hits three home runs off Catfish Hunter, the only 3-homer performance in LCS play in either league – in fact, the only 3-homer performance in any postseason game since Reggie Jackson in the previous season's World Series.

But in the bottom of the 8th, with the Yankees trailing 5-4, Thurman Munson steps up against Royals reliever Doug Bird, and crushes a pitch 470 feet to left-center field. On ABC, Howard Cosell, who admired Munson a lot, laughs: "Ho-ho! The damaged man!"

Goose Gossage finishes it off for Catfish, and the Yankees win, 6-5. Reggie Jackson had also homered, his 2nd of this series, after taking KC closer Al "the Mad Hungarian" Hrabosky deep in Game 1 at Royals Stadium.

This is what I love about Munson: At the moment when the Yankees most needed him to hit a home run, the banged-up Captain hit the longest home run of his career. Appropriately, it went into Monument Park. At this point, the only players honored there were the big four: Ruth, Gehrig, DiMaggio and Mantle – along with owner Jacob Ruppert, general manager Ed Barrow, managers Miller Huggins, Joe McCarthy and Casey Stengel, and the plaque honoring the Mass delivered by Pope Paul VI. The next plaque to be dedicated would be the one for the Mass delivered by Pope John Paul II, but the next one for a Yankee would be, sadly, for Munson himself.

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October 6, 1980: Having lost 3 straight to the Los Angeles Dodgers, the Houston Astros must now play them in a 1-game Playoff to decide the NL West title, and at Dodger Stadium, no less. No problem: Art Howe drives in four runs (which is more than the Astro second baseman ever did for the Mets as their manager), and Joe Niekro knuckleballs his way to his 20th win of the season, and the Astros win, 7-1. In what is unofficially the 1st postseason game in their 19-year history, they officially advance to the Playoffs for the first time.

October 6, 1984: A dark day in the long, gray history of the Chicago Cubs. Leading the NLCS 2 games to 1, needing only 1 more win to take their first Pennant in 39 years, they are tied with the San Diego Padres in the bottom of the 9th at Jack Murphy Stadium. But closer Lee Smith gives up an opposite-field homer to former Dodger "hero" Steve Garvey, and the Padres win, 7-5, to tie up the series.

Fans of lots of teams hate Garvey, but I think Cub fans hate him even more than Philly fans do. Certainly, they hate him more than Yankee Fans do – and that’s a lot.

October 6, 1985: With the Yankees having been eliminated from the AL East race the day before, manager Billy Martin sends 46-year-old knuckleballer Phil Niekro out to pitch an otherwise meaningless game at Exhibition Stadium in Toronto. He allows only 4 hits, becoming the oldest pitcher ever to pitch a complete-game shutout – top that, Nolan Ryan! The Yankees beta the Blue Jays, 8-0, and Niekro has his 300th career win. The Yankees will release him after the season, despite winning 16 games for them at age 45 and again at 46.

He will pitch 2 more seasons, with his home-State Cleveland Indians, the Blue Jays, and one more game with his original team, the Braves – he is the last active player who had played for the Braves in Milwaukee – reaching 318 wins for his Hall of Fame career. That makes him 16th on the all-time list, but among pitchers who'd spent most of their careers in the post-1920 Lively Ball Era, only his ex-Brave teammate Warren Spahn, and the still-active Ryan, Steve Carlton and Don Sutton had more wins before him. He has since also been passed by Roger Clemens and Greg Maddux.

With his brother Joe having won 223, the Niekro brothers are the winningest brother combination in MLB history, with 538 wins between them. Phil also struck out 3,342 batters, then 8th all-time and now 11th. In 1973, he pitched the 1st no-hitter in Atlanta history. It took 5 tries before he was finally elected to the Hall of Fame.

October 6, 1995: In the 1st postseason game ever played in the Mountain Time Zone, the Colorado Rockies beat the Atlanta Braves, 7-5 in 10 innings at Mile High Stadium in Denver, and prevent a sweep of the first-ever National League Division Series (unless you count the strike-forced first-round Playoffs of 1981).

It is the 1st-ever postseason victory for the Rox. They would not have another for 12 years, but when they did, they got a few more. They will be looking for a few more starting tomorrow.

October 6, 1997: The Cleveland Indians win the 5th and final game of the ALDS, beating the Yankees, 4-3. Rookie starter Jaret Wright gains his second win of the series for the Tribe. The Yankees will remember this.

Also on this day, Johnny Vander Meer dies at age 82. The native of Midland Park, New Jersey had pitched back-to-back no-hitters for the Cincinnati Reds in 1938, against the Boston Braves and then against the Dodgers in the 1st major league night game ever played in New York. He also helped the Reds to back-to-back Pennants in 1939 and 1940, winning the World Series the latter yet.

October 6, 1998: The ALCS opens at Yankee Stadium. Led by a Jorge Posada homer, the Yankees score 5 runs off Jaret Wright in the 1st inning, and win the game, 7-2. I know a lot of Yankee fans who were very upset over 1997, and in particular the punk-ass attitude of Wright, and this one felt real good. The next night’' game, however, would not: It's the Knoblauch-head game.

Also on this day, Mark Belanger dies of cancer at age 54. The stereotypical "good-field, no-hit" middle infielder, he was a Gold Glove shortstop for the Baltimore Orioles, bridging the Brooks/Frank Robinson and Eddie Murray/Cal Ripken eras.

October 6, 2000: Richard Farnsworth dies at age 80. The "character actor" is best remembered by baseball fans as New York Knights bench coach Red Blow in The Natural.

October 6, 2006: The Oakland Athletics beat the Minnesota Twins, 8-3, and sweep the ALDS. It is the first win of a postseason series for the A's since the 1990 ALCS, despite 4 straight trips to the Playoffs, 2000-03. But they will be swept themselves by the Detroit Tigers in the ensuing ALCS, so they have not won so much as an ALCS game since 1992.

This is a bitter pill to swallow for fans of the team that, until 1999, had won more ALCS games than any other, 23. Baltimore had been second with 22, and Boston also now has 22. The Yankees now have 39, by coincidence the exact same number as the number of Pennants they've won. And, to this day, only the Yankees, with 12, have been to the ALCS as many times as Oakland, with 11 – but since 1992, the Yanks have been there 7 times, the A's just 1.

Despite all these appearances – including 2000, '01, '02, '03 and '06, when both teams reached the Playoffs in the same season – they've only faced each other in 1 ALCS, in 1981, and the Yankees swept, clinching in Oakland against their former manager, Billy Martin.

Also on this day, Negro Leagues legend John "Buck" O’Neil dies at age 95. That he was not elected to the Hall of Fame in his lifetime is a crime. That he has still not been elected is a damn scandal.

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Days until the Major League Baseball Playoffs begin: 1, tomorrow night, at 6 PM at Yankee Stadium II, although, even now, the Yankees still don't know who they're going to play! The Tigers-Twins Playoff to decide the AL Central winner is currently underway.

Days until East Brunswick plays football again: 3, Friday night, at home, against Shore Conference power Jackson Memorial, the team we beat to win the 2004 Central Jersey Group IV Championship, our only State Title since the current State Playoff system went into effect in 1974. We had also won in 1966 and 1972.

Days until Rutgers plays football again: 4, this Saturday, Homecoming, against Division I-AA opponent Texas Southern.

Days until the Devils play another local rival: 16, on Thursday, October 22, at Madison Square Garden, against the hated Rangers, who SUCK!

Days until the next North London Derby between Arsenal and Tottenham: 25, on Halloween, at 1:30 PM local time... 8:30 AM local time! How the hell am I going to get out of the house at 6:30 in the morning to get on a bus and get into New York and then on the Subway to watch soccer at 8:30 in the morning? Better question: How the hell am I going to drink beer at 8:30 in the morning? Aw, screw it, I've done it before.

Days until the next East Brunswick-Old Bridge Thanksgiving clash: 51.

Days until the 2010 Winter Olympics begin: 129.

Days until Opening Day of the 2010 baseball season: 181.

Days until the Yankees' 2010 home opener: 189.

Days until the 2010 World Cup begins: 249.

Days until the World Cup Final: 280.

Days until the new Meadowlands Stadium (as yet unnamed) opens: 304.

Days until Derek Jeter collects his 3,000th career hit: 585 (projected).

Days until the Rutgers-Army football game at Yankee Stadium: 767.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Football Is Upon Us? Too Soon!

My sister, after 30 years of not paying much attention to sports, has decided to pick a favorite football team. And by "football," I mean FOOTBALL.

Her company's office has season tickets to the New York Jets, and she likes green, so now she roots for the J-E-T-S-Jets-Jets-Jets.

It has now been 40 years since the Jets won their one and only Super Bowl -- 41 if you count the season about to start. Wow, 40 years in the wilderness? Funny, my sister doesn't look Jewish!

Fortunately, they now have Mark Sanchez as their quarterback, not that vacillating fossil who plays for the Minnesota Vikings.

Here's what I told my sister after she e-mailed me her choice of the Jets:

<< You may regret this. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow...

Is this about availability of tickets to you? That would be understandable.

Is this about new quarterback Mark Sanchez being attractive? Doesn't matter if he can't play, although it looks like he can.

Is this about the green-and-white uniforms, which EBHS (East Brunswick High School, our alma mater) has now copied right down to the helmets? Not a good reason to root for a team.

Is this about their history? Uh, no, even the Israelites had only 40 years in the wilderness.

Is this about the nice new stadium? Not yet, they've still got one year left in the tin can. Regardless of the other team's name being on it, Giants Stadium is a terrible facility, bad parking situation, dark concourses and weak food.

Is this about pissing off some Giants fans you know? Now that, I would understand completely!

Is this about getting in on the ground floor, watching a bad team become good and saying you were there when they were crap, so you have the right to celebrate when they... who am I kidding, this is the Jets we're talking about!

Then again, what do I know? My NFL team is the Philadelphia Eagles, and they haven't gone all the way since Eisenhower was President! And they just, essentially, traded their best defensive player of the last 15 years for Michael Vick. Oy... >>

She said it was because of the free tickets, the colors, that she didn't like the Giants, and because, while (like me) she really likes the city of Philadelphia, she doesn't want to root for a team with Vick (even with the same green & white color scheme).

Well, she's made her choice. I hope it turns out to be easier on her than it's been on most Jet fans these last 40 years.

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I can't believe we're about to start the college football season. I'm still big-time in baseball mode. But then, we are in September. And the tickets are already bought. Now, it's just a matter of fighting the traffic on Route 18 and River Road.

Rutgers starts the season this coming Monday afternoon, Labor Day, at home at a Rutgers Stadium newly expanded to 52,000 seats (up from the old stadium's 23,000 and the "new" stadium's 41,500), against the University of Cincinnati.

Hard to believe it's so soon. Harder still to believe that a lot of people think that this opening game may decide the Big East Conference Title!

This is a team that, regardless of how good either team has been, has given RU trouble over the years.

Come on you Scarlet Knights! Trap the Bearcats!

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Dear Old Alma Mater opens the season a week from Friday, on the ominous date of September 11. We play at Woodbridge, one of our oldest opponents. They've been playing football since 1920, and we've been playing them since 1963, our third season of play. Two more seasons, and we'll be at our 50th Anniversary. Another one for the Hard To Believe File, because when I got there in 1984 we were considered a young school, and Woodbridge was already an old one!

How good will EB be? Who knows. Head Coach Marcus Borden is like a box of Cracker Jacks: You think you know what you're going to get, but there's always a surprise.

I just hope he doesn't do any more running on 3rd-and-18. Unless you've got Barry Sanders in your backfield, you just don't do that. No wonder he spends so much time praying in the locker room!

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As of right now, the Yankees are on a five-game winning streak, having swept the Chicago White Sox at home and taken the first two of a series with the Orioles in Baltimore, hitting 5 home runs last night. They are 6 1/2 games up on the Red Sox -- and the difference is that they've taken 6 of the last 7 with the Sox, after the Sox took the 1st 8 matchups of the season.

The Yankees' Magic Number to clinch the Division is 25. The Sox still lead the Wild Card race though, but I'm torn as to whether to hope they miss the Playoffs completely or force us to face them in the ALCS -- to settle this bullshit for once and for all!

The Mets? Who's kidding who. Their Tragic Number to be eliminated from Playoff contention is 17. Even "The Great Johan Santana" is out for the season. Again, "the best pitcher in baseball" made no difference to them.

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Days until Rutgers plays football again: 5.

Days until Derek Jeter becomes the Yankees' all-time hit leader: 8 (projected -- I moved this one up a bit to reflect the tear he's on).

Days until East Brunswick plays football again: 9.

Days until Arsenal plays again: 10. I hate Interlulls. Especially since the U.S. team has no chance at winning the World Cup -- and Poland, whom I might watch on TV taking on Norther Ireland on Saturday, may not even get into it!

Days until the final Yankees-Red Sox series of the 2009 regular season: 23, Friday, September 25, at Yankee Stadium II. At this rate, that night could also be the Division Title clincher.

Days until the Devils play hockey again: 31. One month! Hockey? I'm not even ready for football yet!

Days until the next East Brunswick-Old Bridge Thanksgiving clash: 85. A shade over 12 weeks until we play the Purple Bastards! Cheer up, Bobby D, oh what can it mean to a... Sad Purple Bastard and a... shit football team! (OB coach Bob DeMarco's a decent guy, but I hate that team about as much as I hate the Mets, Red Sox and Rangers.)

Days until the 2010 Winter Olympics begin: 163.

Days until the 2010 World Cup begins: 283.

Days until the World Cup Final: 314.

Days until Derek Jeter collects his 3,000th career hit: 619 (projected).

Days until the Rutgers-Army football game at Yankee Stadium: 801.