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    About Me: Con Chapman is the author of "The Year of the Gerbil," a history of the 1978 AL East pennant race, and "CannaCorn", a novel about minor league baseball (Joshua Tree Publishing). He has written a number of plays, including "Number One Hockey Mom," "Please
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    Learning to Act With the NBA Greats

    Friday, February 13, 2009, 07:15 AM EST [General]

    PHOENIX.  It's All-Star Weekend, and I've come here with Father William Kilkenny and the boys of St. Brigid's CYO Bombers all the way from Brighton, Mass. as part of the NBA's outreach to underrepresented minorities-Irish-Americans-for a weekend of fun, hoops and intense instruction in the basics of basketball acting.

    Tommy Heinsohn, Boston Celtics great, practicing the "set shot", Irish-American hoop innovation.

    "Can we have some water?" little Devan Colclough, my scrappy point guard, asks the priest, who will attend a break-out session with Dallas Mavericks owner Mark Cuban on "Intimidating Your Opposing Pastor Through Emotional Outbursts."  We've come here on a shoestring budget, funded by collections the kids have wrung from reluctant motorists by "canning" cars stopped at red lights along high-speed Nonantum Road, begging them to drop the coins from their change caddies into coffee cans.

    "We finished the bottle back in New Mexico," the outwardly stern but inwardly gruff priest says.  "Going without water will be good training for when you burn in hell until the end of time."

    I tousle Devan's hair as we get out of the van.  "Don't worry-there'll be plenty of allegedly healthy sports drinks inside," I say as we head into U.S. Airways Arena to meet some of basketball's greatest actors.

    Wallace:  "I wasn't even in the building!"

    "Wow," Timmy Hogan says as he spies Rasheed Wallace, who is conducting a master class on Simulated Outrage.  Wallace is a proponent of the "method" acting techniques developed by Konstantin Stanislavski, who treated basketball drama as a serious endeavour that required dedication, discipline and an almost fanatical belief in one's perpetual innocence.

    Konstantin Stanislavski:  "After you throw an elbow, you must will yourself to believe that it is not attached to your arm!" 

    "You guys need to believe in what you're doing," Wallace is saying, his face contorted into his trademark expression of anguish.  "When a ref calls a ticky-tacky foul on you for clothes-lining a point guard driving the lane, you have to persuade him, a national TV audience and your own bad self that you weren't even in the building when the guy broke his own nose."

    Isiah Thomas questions a Leon Wood call:  "Are you watching the game in Braille?"

    We move on to a session in progress that features Boston Celtics coach Doc Rivers and 2008 NBA Finals MVP Paul Pierce, who are holding forth on "Dramatic Duos: Working the Refs From the Bench and the Floor."  "An apparently unflappable coach who saves his explosions for just the right moment will have a greater impact than somebody who blows like a teakettle the whole game," Rivers says, drawing a pointed contrast with Rick Pitino, his unsuccessful predecessor.

    Pitino:  "A foul-my kingdom for a foul!"

    A hush falls over the crowd as a tall white man joins Wallace's session.  "See that guy over there," I say to Marty O'Brien, a 5'2" low-post prospect I've been working with after school.  "That's the greatest actor in NBA history."

     

    Bill Laimbeer, the Greatest of All Time

    "Now I want to introduce a very special guest," Wallace says as the guest's face takes on a look of bogus humility.  "Four-time NBA All-Star, two-time NBA Champion-Bill Laimbeer."

    Scarlett O'Hara:  "As God is my witness . . ."

    "Thanks, Rasheed," Laimbeer says with a self-effacing tone.  "You know," he begins, "I got a lot of criticism in my career for being a lousy actor."  The kids are all ears, especially Brendan O'Shea, whose ears stick out like taxi cab doors.

    Brendan O'Shea

    "Johnny Most used to call me 'Stanisflopski'," Laimbeer recalls bitterly, referring to the Celtics' broadcaster who covered the team's fierce Eastern Conference rivalry with the "Bad Boy" Pistons of the '80's and 90's.  "I took my art seriously, and today I'm going to lead you through a dramatic interpretation that will help you get in touch with your inner rage-the scene from 'Gone With the Wind' in which Scarlett O'Hara curses the Yankees in the garden of Tara."

    Laimbeer composes himself, and a hush falls over the room.  Suddenly his face becomes contorted, his hands slap his head, and he falls to his knees, tears welling up in his eyes.  "As God is my witness," he moans, "I don't even know Larry Bird!"

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    Nothing But Neat

    Monday, February 9, 2009, 08:59 AM EST [General]

     

    PHOENIX.  It's been three years since the National Basketball Association adopted its "business casual" dress code in an effort to combat the league's "gangsta" image, personified by a 2004 brawl between the Detroit Pistons and the Indiana Pacers that started on the court and spilled into the stands.   The results of that initiative are on display here this week as hoop heroes from around the nation gather at the US Airways Center for the league's 58th All-Star Game.

                "Hey, fellas," said the Pistons' Allen Iverson as walked into the Eastern Conference locker.   "What's new?"

                "Not much," replied Chris Bosh of the Toronto Raptors as he smoothed out his formerly fearsome "corn rows" with Wildroot Cream Oil. 

                "Cool Dockers!" said Paul Pierce of the Celtics with an admiring glance as he greeted Iverson.

                "Thank you," said Iverson with a sheepish look on his face as he smoothed the pleats on his pants.  "I was totally wrong about the dress code!"

                "That's for sure," said Duane Wade as he put the finishing touches on a four-in-hand knot in a British rep tie.

                "Hey 'Duane'-since when did you go from 'Dwyane' to 'Duane'?" Rasheed Wallace asked.

                Now it was Wade's turn to crack a little smile of embarrassment.  "'Dwyane' was kind of-I don't know-d

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    When Mascots Clash, Make-Up Sex Often Produces Weird Offspring

    Friday, January 30, 2009, 04:51 PM EST [General]

    KEOKUK, Iowa.  "Stormy", the mascot of the Keokuk Grizzlies Arena Football League team, is a cute fuzzy bear who wins the hearts of kids with high fives, pictures and autographs.  "I don't know why they call me 'Stormy', and there aren't too many bears in Iowa, but I love my job," he says through a mesh screen covering his big grin.

    Mascot fight!

    Despite his gentle nature, Stormy is not one to back down from mascot fights, which are staged to provide entertainment for fans but frequently escalate out of control when one animal hits too hard, or uses a hold that violates the Queensbury Rules.  "I was going at it with 'Ducky', the mascot for the Mississippi Flyway, and she hit below the belt," says Stormy. "What you saw on the highlight film after that was not acting."

    Tiger opening up a can of whup-ass on Cardinal

    Once the dust has settled, however, clashing mascots often behave much as humans do and become intimate.  After the female's gestation period is complete, the resulting product is a sterile cross-breed, comparable to a mule, the offspring of a horse and a donkey.  "We love our little guy, even though we'll never have grandchildren by him," says Ducky of Storm Bird, a cute and playful fellow who is just beginning to show pin feathers on his paws.

    "Oh, yeah, baby--that's it!"

    Scientists say there are ecological benefits to cross-breeding mascots, including a wider gene pool into which future mascots may dive, plus a reduction in tedium at many sporting events.  "Species are disappearing every day around the world," says Dr. Ethel Nuringer, a professor of biology at the University of Missouri-Lone Jack.  "Some are dying of boredom watching soccer on ESPN2, and a good mascot fight and roll in the hay provides an evolutionary offset."

     

    "As a matter of fact, I am wearing a Trojan."

    But others say the pain endured by half-breed mascot offspring far outweighs whatever remote benefits may accrue to the animal kingdom as a whole. "Imagine how you'd feel," says Tigress, product of a one-night stand between mascots for the St. Louis Cardinals and the Detroit Tigers.  "I'm the only teenage bird I know of with stripes on my face and whiskers."

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    US Monitors Celtics Big Baby Davis as Too Big to Fail

    Friday, January 23, 2009, 06:14 AM EST [General]

    ORLANDO, Florida.  Federal regulators were on hand for last night's game between the Boston Celtics and the Orlando Magic amid concerns that a poor shooting night for sophomore forward Glen "Big Baby" Davis could trigger the final shockwave in the financial crisis that his gripped the nation since September.

    In a playful mood

    "At 289 pounds, Big Baby has simply become too big to fail," said Edward Salloway of the Florida regional office of the Comptroller of the Currency as he drank a Bud Light beer.  "He's one of those institutions like Bank of America or Citicorp that could bring down the nation's financial system, or a shooting guard who tried to take a charge from him."

    Most Largest Player . . .

    Davis was voted the Most Largest Player in last year's championship series against the Lakers, and is already drawing comparisons to former NBA great Charles Barkley in terms of rebounding, post-up skills and gross food imports.  "Glen is still getting acclimated to big-league eating," said Sean Clifford, a waiter at Charley's on Boyston Street in Boston.  "He paces himself, eating the left side of the menu for dinner, then ordering the right side to take home for a snack later." 

     . . . and yet so delicate.

    In the event of a federal takeover, deposits in Davis would be insured by the FDIC and he would in effect become property of all U.S.  taxpayers, regardless of their interest in basketball.  "It's a waste of taxpayer's money," said Marjory Merget, a waitress at Boston's Durgin Park restaurant, which is known for its rude help.  "Why can't they take over somebody cute, like Justin Timberlake."

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    Study Shows "Children of Expansion" Suffer Long-Term Harm

    Wednesday, January 21, 2009, 07:40 AM EST [General]

    BOONVILLE, Mo.  To a casual observer, Norm Visbeck is a well-adjusted, mature adult with a steady job at the Missouri Department of Fish and Game.  "I count catfish," he says with obvious pride.  "It's my dream job."

    "This here makes one."

    But probe ever so gently beneath his placid exterior, like a hand-fisherman "noodling" beneath the surface of still water, and you discover that Visbeck is a seething cauldron of insecurities that manifests itself in little things that are apparent only upon closer inspection; reddened areas on his scalp line and his right ear, for example, where he scratches himself constantly.

    Kansas City Athletics

    "Norm is one of the lucky ones," says William Altgard of the Center for the Study of Sports and Society at the University of Missouri-Columbia.  "He was diagnosed before the St. Louis Cardinals moved to Arizona" in 1988.  "We put him on medication in junior high school, but two decades later the best we can say is he's coping."

    St. Louis Hawks

    Visbeck is a "Child of Expansion", a youth who developed an attachment to a professional sports team that later moved, leaving him unable to form emotional bonds or function independently as a fully-formed adult personality.  "I probably shouldn't say this on the internet," notes Altgard, "but he still occasionally wets his bed."

    The phenomenon is widespread in the Midwest, which has been hit particularly hard by franchise defections notes Eli Sachetti, a psychiatrist who authored the study.  "Kids in Kansas City, St. Louis and Milwaukee are located in geographical 'hot zones'," he notes.  Kansas City has lost the A's in baseball and the Kings in basketball,  Milwaukee lost the Braves to Atlanta, and St. Louis lost the NBA Hawks to Atlanta, the baseball Browns to Baltimore, and the NFL Cardinals to Phoenix, although the official proclamation by the mayor at the time the football team left told the owners "not to let the Arch hit them in the ass on the way out of town."

    Kansas City-Omaha Kings' guard Tiny Archibald

    Loss of an NHL team appeared to have no affect on a child's development, Sachetti said.  "We sent questionnaires to a bunch of Minnesota guys who would have been kids when the North Stars moved to Dallas in 1993.  They hadn't noticed-they'd been ice-fishing the whole time."

    "Why don't you go watch the Timberwolves or something?"

    When a new team in the same sport replaces the old, there is some healing, Sachetti said.  "A's, Royals-what's the difference? They both stink, or stank."  He is concerned that the ailment may be mutating in the face of attempts to cure it, however.  "Free agency replicates on a smaller scale the same loss of expansion heartbreak.  We call it the 'Nomar' effect-all those kids in Boston who grew up wearing Garciaparra pajamas-what are they going to do when they get to college?"

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