Metcalfe’s Musings
NFL training camps have opened.
It’s time for football.
Just like in spring training, hope springs eternal for every ball club, even the woe-is-me Miami Dolphins.
As I’ve written before, the talent difference between the No. 1 and No. 32 team in the National Football League is not that great. The mental difference is what is large.
There are so many questions for the teams to answer.
If you are a Bengals’ fan, you have to know the heat is on Sherman Lewis. It is time for him to put up or shut up. I would think patience is at an end.
In that same vein, will Chad Johnson be a good egg? Or will he allow his squabbles with the media toward the end of last season distract him?
He is very much like Terrell Owens — who, by the way, wanted the Dallas Cowboys to make a bid for Ocho Cinco when he demanded a trade. Can you see both of those guys on the same side of the field? I still wake up panting and sweating in the middle of the night on that one — who makes all kind of noise off the field and even goes berserk on the sidelines but has been a warrior on the field at all times.
How about the Cleveland Browns? Can Derek Anderson take that next step and help get the Brownies in the playoffs? Will Kellen Winslow ever be the tight end his ego thinks he is? Injuries — and stupidity — have ruined more than a few potentially great careers.
Who would have thought that Brett Favre would have become a soap opera, a he-said, he-said, they-said story?
The way it sounds, he will be playing but not on the “frozen tundra of Lambeau Field.”
Say it ain’t so, Joe. I cannot see No. 4 in any uniform but the green and gold of the Packers.
Hell, maybe Jerry Jones will go after him. After all, Tony Romo has not been the best playoff QB in the Cowboys’ history and any man that breaks up with Jessica Simpson can’t be all there!
Can anyone tell me who — if anybody — is running Michelle Wie’s golf career or advising her?
Is it Larry, Moe and Curly? Rabbit and Costello (a little homage to Bugs Bunny there)? Laurel and Hardy?
She is teeing it up with the men again next week in the Legends Reno-Tahoe Open, her eighth time.
Once again, a male trying to bust his hump week after week gets nutted out by this 18-year-old “wunderkind” — who struggles to compete against the women, mind you — because of a sponsor’s exemption.
It is utterly ridiculous. If I were one of those working stiffs, I would take the scumsucking weasels to court or something. This girl who has done NOTHING — repeat, NOTHING — to deserve the chance is getting in and someone else who is toiling every week gets the short shaft.
Wie has become a farce. She was exalted as the second coming of Annika Sorenstam far too early and too many of these bubbleheads keep thinking she still is. They cannot come to terms with the fact that she’s just another player who seemingly burned too bright too early and is now flamed out and they won’t let it go until they choke the life out of her.
She isn’t even on the LGPA Tour full-time.
Someone needs to tell her or her father or whomever is running the show to grow up. She still has a chance but she needs to back off and get real.
Perhaps when she graduates from Stanford.
It’s just another case of someone being pushed into the limelight far too early when they were not ready. It’s sad, really.
Personally, I think the PGA needs to pass a rule that its professional and developmental tours are for men only.
Before someone cries sexism or some such lie, the LPGA did; why can’t the men do the same thing? It’s OK for the women to discriminate … er, set their playing rules but not the men? You mean, only men conduct business on tour but not women?
Puuuuuuleazzzzzze. Spare me the baloney.
Let’s see if the men have the cujones to do the right thing, knowing that the nattering nabobs of negativism will accuse them of sexism — with no grounds for it — and whatever else they can manufacture.
It was interesting to see Bill Laimbeer and Rick Mahorn — the mainstays of the Pistons’ “Bad Boys” of the late 1980s-early 90s — involved in the melee between the WNBA’s Detroit Shock (Laimbeer is coach, Mahorn an assistant) and the L.A. Sparks.
Those two had no problems being instigators when they played but I found it curious that both Laimbeer and Michael Cooper of the Sparks defended Mahorn, claiming he was only trying to break it up when he apparently shoved Candace Parker.
You know what; I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt until evidence tells me not to. People change.
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