NFL 2009 Draft Quiz: Thanks to Aaron Curry, I followed it more closely than normal and I know some of you are big fans, so….1) Name the 8 schools that had six or more picks. Answer below.
Once again we had a terrific example of why any true sports fan never misses the big events, be it golf’s majors, the Super Bowl, game sevens in the Stanley Cup playoffs, or at least the first two Triple Crown races. Saturday at Churchill Downs, while my Dunkirk was a no-show, we were treated to something truly special, as best summed up by Joe Drape of the New York Times.
“Sometimes this game brings you to tears. Sometimes it feels right to be wrong. And always it is better than O.K. when a man in a black cowboy hat and an almost handlebar mustache, a Cajun jockey with more horse than book sense and a scrawny $9,500 gelding send tears streaming down your face.
“Chip Woolley, Calvin Borel and Mine That Bird, an improbable – no, impossible – 50-1 long shot, did just that Saturday, running away with the 135th running of America’s greatest race, the Kentucky Derby.
“Last year, the filly Eight Belles was euthanized on the racetrack after finishing second here. The 2006 Derby winner Barbaro’s breakdown in the Preakness brought greater public attention to the sport’s safety and welfare issues. Early Saturday it appeared to be more of the same: I Want Revenge, the morning-line favorite, came up lame in his left front ankle and was scratched.
“By 6:30 p.m., when Mine That Bird squirted through a hole in the rail and skipped from the muddy track into the lane all alone, the 153,563 at Churchill Downs checked their programs to see who the heck the No. 8 horse was.
“By that time, Borel and this horse he hardly knew were on their way to the winners’ circle for the blanket of roses. In 2007, after Borel guided Street Sense to a Derby victory with a similar rail-skimming, last-to-first trip, the nation was introduced to this humble, emotional man with a grade-school education and a Ph.D-sized heart. Borel, in turn, was introduced to Queen Elizabeth II at a White House state dinner.
“As soon as Mine That Bird crossed the finish line six and a quarter lengths ahead of 18 others, Borel’s tears flowed with the warmth and power of Niagara Falls. He patted, hugged, hollered and dripped tears on the gelding he met for the first time Monday. Finally, Borel kissed a rose and lofted it toward the heavens in honor of his late mother and father.”
Ray Kerrison / New York Post
“I’ve seen a few shockers in my day around the racetrack, but I can’t remember one quite the equal to the absolutely stunning, incomprehensible, unfathomable blowout of the 135th Kentucky Derby yesterday by a no-name gelding from the boonies of New Mexico named Mine That Bird.
“As he flew under the sloshy wire…a universal cry bellowed out of the throats of the 153,000 at Churchill Downs, ‘Who the hell is that?’”
It’s kind of funny that in the last Bar Chat I mentioned the 1913 long shot Donerail (90-1). Mine That Bird was the second-longest shot ever. And if you were one of 23 to pick the superfecta, correctly picking the first four horses in exact order, on a $1 ticket you earned $557,006.40. Good lord.
So as the Times’ Harvey Araton writes we have a potential dream scenario. Mine That Bird wins the Preakness and then goes against the consensus best horse in America, Rachel Alexandra, in the Belmont. Calvin Borel rode this horse, too, to a spectacular run on Friday in the Kentucky Oaks (the big race for fillies). Borel said if this all panned out, he would be aboard Rachel.
Selena Roberts’ book “A-Rod: The Many Lives of Alex Rodriguez” hits the shelves this week and seeing how intensively I’ve chronicled the steroids issue, I can’t stop now. For example, an unnamed major-leaguer is quoted as saying Rodriguez and steroid-tainted pitcher Kevin Brown were seen together with human growth hormone in 2004. [Brown was in the Mitchell Report.]
And now with the accusations A-Roid used illegal substances way back in high school, and as a Yankee, that certainly doesn’t jive with the testimony he gave Major League Baseball investigators that he had not used performance-enhancing drugs beyond the period 2001-2003. So MLB officials are contacting associates of A-Fraud, as well as Selena Roberts, to check out the veracity of the new allegations. It’s not known whether MLB is also going to look into whether A-Rod tipped pitches.
Mike Lupica / New York Daily News
“If he hits and the Yankees win, if he shows he can somehow stand up to the pressure of steroids and books and women and headlines and the general nonsense he seems to create for himself just by walking out of his apartment every day, he can not only come out of this looking like a victim, with fans thinking the media is out to get him, he can also do something else:
“Because you know what the real wonder drug of sports is, more than testosterone or ‘boli’ or human growth hormone or whatever it was he took?
“(People) will get sick of the allegations about him, believe me, because it has happened before. He’ll get to change the subject depending on how much the Yankees need him. Are you kidding? Already Plaxico Burress, who could have killed somebody with a loaded handgun in a crowded nightclub – who effectively ruined his team’s title defense in the process – is being discussed as a future Jet if he can stay out of jail. It isn’t because the Jets think he’ll make them a worse team….
“This is sports. The lowest point of Rodriguez’s public life – the story that he used steroids – has now turned into an opportunity for him. The media, some book, can’t help the Yankees win. A-Rod can. There’s a famous line from Emerson about all heroes eventually becoming bores.
“As soon as he steps to the plate at the new Stadium, Alex Rodriguez will get his chance to turn that one around like he does fastballs.”
But wait…there’s more. Headline in the New York Post:
‘Horny A-Rod A Lap Dunce’
“A-Rod can’t even go to a sex club without making a fool of himself.
“The major-league slugger looked like a rank amateur when he made a supposedly clandestine visit to a Dallas sex club in 2004 – but showed up wearing a Yankee hat that screamed, ‘Look at me!’
“ ‘The guy’s not the biggest genius in the world. I guess the cat’s out of the bag on that,’ Rick Reid, the owner of Iniquity swingers club, told The Post.
“ ‘We ask our members to dress down, don’t call attention to yourself, and he showed up with a bright, white Yankees ball cap on.’”
In Selena Roberts’ book, she writes of A-Rod “bragging to teammates and friends about his wild nights with strippers.” A-Rod also talked to anyone who would listen about his relationship with Madonna. Roberts quotes one Yankee player’s assessment of the infatuation:
“Obsessed, pretty much. It was like, ‘OK, Alex, you’re with Madonna. And I’d give you a big high-five for that – 15 years ago.’ Hey, she looks great, but she’s 50. It’s like sleeping with your mother.’” Doh!
Roberts writes that A-Rod had an employee deliver The Post on a breakfast tray each morning. Once the guy had “doodled horns on a photo of Madonna….Alex fired him.”
What Roberts also writes about is A-Rod’s obsession with Derek Jeter. “The Jeter thing ate Alex alive,” a Rodriguez friend told Roberts. “It was always about Jeter.” Roberts writes: “(He) was consumed by one gnawing, galling, undeniable difference between them: Jeter was clean.”
In fact A-Rod is so pitiful, he went around using Jeter in his pick-up lines. “Who’s hotter, me or Derek Jeter?”
And he was such “an insecure prima donna,” as the Daily News reports, he “made a clubhouse attendant load his toothbrush with toothpaste after every game in his three seasons at Texas,” according to Roberts’ book.
Meanwhile, A-Rod suffered from “man boobs” due to the steroid use. And according to a book by the Daily News’ staff, “American Icon,” Roger Clemens sprouted breasts as well. As this book notes, “heaven help the player who sprouted them in the middle of his career and then took his shirt off in the locker room….Roger Clemens had man boobs, and he must have been embarrassed because he was often the first Yankee out of the shower and the first to get dressed after the game.”
But perhaps the most intriguing disclosure in Selena Roberts’ book concerns allegations A-Rod was tipping pitches in late innings of blowouts, in hopes a friend on the opposing team would do it to him in order to juice his stats…because at the end of the day, we all know how stat-obsessed A-Roid is.
Roberts told SI.com: “The pitch-tipping was often enough over three years to become a pattern noticeable by the ex-Rangers sources that I spoke to. Only a small number of Rangers knew about the quid pro quo that Alex was involved in and did not want it to spread around the clubhouse because it would have been devastating to the team.”
Roberts: “I don’t know the history of how it has worked in the major leagues, but from my reporting and the people I spoke with on the Rangers, what they noticed was a pattern of behavior by Alex over a pretty lengthy period of time, two or three years, where it just became noticeable that his mannerisms on the field were different in games that were already over, its 10-2, something like that. When games were already decided, they noticed this behavior with Alex where he would do very obvious signs, presumably to an opposing hitter who would be a middle infielder on an opposing team, where they believed that he would tip the signs.”
Roberts says it “was slump insurance,” but, “There was no intent to throw a game or change the outcome.”
The bottom line is what will Commissioner Bud Selig do with his broad powers to discipline a player should his office be able to verify some of the new charges?
–We note the passing of the great AFL quarterback, and politician, Jack Kemp, 73. I’ll comment on him in terms of his latter career next weekend for that other column I do, but the 17th round 1957 pick by the Detroit Lions, who was released by three other NFL teams and the Canadian Football League over the next three years, joined the fledgling American Football League’s Los Angeles Chargers, found his way to Buffalo, and led the Bills to AFL Championships in 1964 and 1965, winning the league’s MVP in ’65.
But you could see he was a future leader beyond football when he co-founded the AFL Players Association in ’64 and was elected president five terms. Upon retirement following the ’69 season, he won an open congressional seat in Buffalo.
Kemp once said, “Pro football gave me a good perspective. When I entered the political arena, I had already been booed, cheered, cut, sold, traded, and hung in effigy.”
A few thoughts always came to mind when you saw Jack Kemp. He was passionate, classy, and he just seemed like a real good guy. Actually, when you play the game, “If you could invite three people to dinner, who would you select?” and I would always think of Arnold Palmer, first, and then perhaps Ali and Richard Nixon (for all kinds of reasons), Jack Kemp would have been a good choice. RIP.
–Yes, it’s true. The Jets are looking at Plaxico Burress. Good grief.
–Mike Lupica: “The rest of the Supreme Court will retire before Brett Favre does.”
And this would appear to be true. Brett Favre could be a Minnesota Viking, which was his first choice last year before the Jets intervened. One NFL source told the Daily News’ Gary Myers:
“Favre can’t stand Green Bay. He wants to play Green Bay and say, ‘I told you so.’ His bitterness is creating this. I think he’s calling Minnesota. I think Minnesota is talking about this as we speak.”
–The New York Jets began the selection process for their cheerleading squad, the Flight Crew. 150 are going for 22 slots. This could very well be the highlight of the season.
–Mike Lupica: “Forget about Jack Bauer saving the world again on ’24,’ I just want the poor guy to get his health back.”
—Rielle Hunter, the woman who messed around with John Edwards, seduced the former presidential candidate with the line, “You are so hot.” Elizabeth Edwards, who doesn’t use Hunter’s name in her new book, “Resilience,” concludes Hunter is “pathetic.” The same of course applies to her husband.
–In the 8th annual PGA Tour Players Survey for Sports Illustrated…a few items.
11 of 72 players (including Tiger, believe it or not) said they have Tiger’s number on their speed dial.
100% believe Tiger will break Nicklaus’ record of 18 majors (Tiger being at 14).
In light of the bad economy, should the Tour help sponsors by lowering purses? No 55%, Yes 45%.
Worst-dressed? Steve Elkington 24%. [This is funny. I would have said the same. After all these years, what is it, Elk, with your skin-tight, too small, shirts; let alone your ugly slacks?]
This is interesting…Barack Obama and Sarah Palin run for president in 2012. Who gets your vote? Obama 53%…Palin 26%…Undecided 21% [For those of you not familiar with the PGA Tour, its members are easily 90% Republican.]
–Great win for Sean O’Hair at Quail Hollow, besting Tiger among others. And kudos to Tiger himself, who stuck around to wait for O’Hair to secure the win, congratulated him, and then praised Sean with true class. “He’s had a lot of things to overcome,” said Woods, who finished fourth. “He’s grown up quite a bit. He’s got a great family and I’ve been a huge fan of his.”
–Country music singer Vern Gosdin died at the age of 74. Back in February 2006, I traveled to Nashville to go to the Country Music Hall of Fame. I wrote then of an experience I had down there.
“Saturday evening, I went to a place in Nashville called John A’s Little Palace for some dinner and a few beers. There were about 25 people there and a fellow was singing standards with his sound machine filling in the back tracks. Then this older gentleman and a young couple walked in and everyone starts clapping. ‘Who the heck is that?’ I mused. The man sits down next to me, I go over to another guy who, like everyone else in the place, is staring at him, and ask.
“Turns out it was Vern Gosdin, whose name I certainly recognized but I couldn’t place any of his tunes. So while all the patrons went up to him as he was eating, I didn’t say a word because I was too embarrassed. I mean what would I say? ‘Hey, Vern, loved, err, ah, err.’”
Well when I returned to New Jersey and had a chance to look through my country music reference books, I filed a better report.
Gosdin was born in Woodland, Alabama, August 5, 1934, and didn’t make his first appearance at the Grand Ole Opry until 1977. He had just about given up hope he’d ever make it.
“I used to listen to the Opry religiously every Saturday night down on our farm in Woodland. There was no TV, so it was important. There were thirty-nine knobs and only two of them worked. The reception wasn’t too good either. I had to go outside and jiggle the ground wire.
“There were many Saturday nights I went to sleep listening to the Opry, and dreaming of being right there.” [“Country Music: The Encyclopedia,” Irwin Stambler and Grelun Landon]
Vern and his two brothers sang in the choir and then became regulars on the Gosdin Family gospel show on WVOK radio in Birmingham, AL, in the early 1950s. Vern moved to Atlanta to try and make it as a country singer, then in 1956 he went to Chicago and opened up a country-music nightclub, the D&G Tap.
Of course Chicago isn’t where you need to be if you’re thinking of hitting the big time in country, but next he headed to California to join brother Rex in a bluegrass group called the Golden State Boys. In the early 1960s, Vern and Rex switched to a group called the Hillmen, led by a young California bluegrass musician, Chris Hillman. Yeah, that Chris Hillman of the Byrds!
Vern stayed friends after Hillman became famous and Hillman and another ex-Byrd, Clarence White, recorded Vern’s song “Someone To Turn To” for the soundtrack of the film “Easy Rider.”
Vern himself had to be mostly satisfied with session work, though he signed with one label after another. A few times Vern and Rex seemed on the verge of success but just couldn’t break through. By the late 1960s, Vern had moved back to Atlanta to raise his family, opening a glass business that did pretty well. Then one day in 1976, Vern, now 42, got a call from an old Los Angeles acquaintance, producer Gary Paxton.
“I ran into your brother Rex today,” Gary said. “I told him I was looking for someone to record the old ‘Hangin’ On’ as a single. Would you like to do it?”
Vern went back to music. “Hangin’ On” was actually the second recording to “Yesterday’s Gone” and both made it into the country top 20. Then his debut album “Till the End” hit the charts and climbed to #5.
By 1983, Vern had twelve top 20s and in 1984 finally got a #1 with “I Can Tell By The Way You Dance (You’re Gonna Love Me Tonight)”. Two other #1’s followed, “Set ‘Em Up Joe” and “I’m Still Crazy.” Think about it. He was 50 when that first chart-topper came through.
In reading an obituary in the Los Angeles Times, Gosdin, “The Voice,” once spoke of how he used life experience in his music. “Out of everything bad, something good will come if you look hard enough – and I got 10 hits out of my last divorce.”
–I have to admit it wasn’t until a few years ago when I saw Danny Gans at the Bob Hope or Pebble Beach pro-am golf tournament that I learned who he was. Whoever interviewed him said he was Las Vegas’ most popular entertainer, an impressionist, and unlike the lame acts that people these tournaments these days, Gans was actually funny.
Then a little over a year ago I went to Vegas with my friends and while we didn’t catch Gans in person, I certainly saw enough to know just how big he had become; and to know what a huge blow his death the other day, at 52, is for the entire Strip, let alone mogul Steve Wynn, who had just hired Gans to perform at his new Encore resort. The cause of death has yet to be determined.
“Five nights a week, 46 weeks a year, (Gans) took the stage and treated audiences to a carefully calibrated mixture of song and comedy, delivering, like a human iPod, as many as 60 vocal impersonations of singers as varied as Frank Sinatra, Rod Stewart and Anita Baker.”
The Las Vegas Sun wrote of his Encore act in March, “His niche is comfort-zone entertainment, avoiding anything even faintly controversial, usually aiming for the sentimental jugular.”
For this formula, Gans earned a reported $15 million to $20 million a year.
Gans played minor league baseball, but after tearing his Achilles tendon, his father, Sid, who had entertained in the Catskills, told Danny to use his talent for mimicry to develop a stage act.
Gans didn’t like stand-up, though, nor the venues, so he honed his act for corporate audiences. But it was in 1995 that Danny did a one-man show in New York, “Danny Gans on Broadway.” It closed after only six performances but the Stratosphere in Vegas hired him the next year as its permanent headliner where audiences paid $90 to $120, and he was voted “Entertainer of the Year” in Vegas for something like 12 straight years. On Friday, the Encore marquee mourned: “Our friend forever, Danny Gans. 1956-2009.” A big, big loss for the Vegas community.
–I’ve been meaning to do a little blurb on one of my favorites, Little Anthony & the Imperials, following their induction last month into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. I always thought Little Anthony, Anthony Gourdine, seemed like a great guy, and while the group didn’t have a ton of hits, their big four are timeless.
9/64… I’m On The Outside (Looking In) #15 [unbelievable this wasn’t higher…but it came out during the first wave of the British Invasion]
[And you could throw in 1960’s #24 “Shimmy, Shimmy, Ko-Ko-Bop,” though I wouldn’t put it in the category of the others.]
Anthony Gourdine, b. Jan. 8, 1940, in Brooklyn, began his career with the Duponts, formed the Chesters, who cut one song under that name in 1957, and then they were renamed the Imperials by their new label, End. “The Little Anthony moniker for the then five-foot-four (he is now 5’10”) singer was added by Alan Freed and first turned up on later pressings of “Tears On My Pillow.” But after “Shimmy, Shimmy,” the group broke up, then reformed with new members.
“Unlike some of their white contemporaries, none of the Imperials had visions of college careers during their early years. Singing was a way out of their Brooklyn ghetto. They started doing songs for their friends and then made appearances at local school dances. They moved on to club dates in the mid-1950s. Then, as rock ‘n’ roll became the bellwether of pop music, they won a recording contract that led to their hit single, ‘Tears On My Pillow.’”
After the hits ran out, Little Anthony played the Vegas circuit, on and off, but in 1992, Gourdine and his mates reunited for a Madison Square Garden oldies show and what was to be a one-time event evolved into a more permanent re-formation.
For the record, the Imperials consisted of, at one time or another, Ernest Wright Jr., Clarence Collins, Tracy Lord, Glouster ‘Nate’ Rogers, Sammy Strain and George Kerr.
I’m on the outside looking in (ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh…)
An’ I wanna be, an’ I wanna be, back on the inside…wi-ith you
You are with somebody new, and I don’t know what to do
‘cause I’m still in love with you (in love with you)
[“Rolling Stone Encyclopedia of Rock & Roll”; “Encyclopedia of Pop, Rock and Soul,” by Irwin Stambler]
–The NCAA’s board of directors has approved a measure requiring college players to withdraw from the NBA draft by May 8 instead of the current June 15. This is only fair. Some coaches (i.e., the late Skip Prosser) have been screwed by players (see Chris Paul) waiting to the June deadline to make a decision, thus making it too late for the coaches to restructure their teams. Denver Nuggets vice president of player personnel Rex Chapman told ESPN.com, “Honestly, if a kid doesn’t know where his stock is by that time, he needs to go back to school.”
Related to the above, I like Dan Patrick’s idea in Sports Illustrated. Following the decision of Jeremy Tyler to skip his senior year of high school to play basketball in Europe, Patrick notes:
“Forcing players to spend a year in college helps neither the kids nor the schools. The policy is a middle ground between the two options that make the most sense for the good of the game: Players should be allowed to go from high school to the NBA, or required to make a serious commitment to college – at least two years.” [Two years is just fine.]
–Former Met Darryl Strawberry has a book out, “Straw: Finding My Way,” with more than a few outrageous anecdotes. Straw often played drunk or with a massive hangover, and his drug habits are legend. Oh, the wasted talent.
But as Matt Gagne writes in the Daily News, “Why have New Yorkers always held a soft spot for one of the city’s most notorious athletes?”
“I think fans love me because I never blamed nobody else for my mistakes,” Strawberry says. ‘I never talked about who I was out doing it with…You never heard me say that, and I never will. That’s just the code I’m under….I had all the money, sex and drugs a young man could want, and none of it helped me become a man,’ is how Strawberry put it in the book. “Baseball is a young man’s game, and I’m just happy to be alive.”
–Claire Sweeney / London Times
“One of the world’s most poisonous snakes was discovered in a haul of 35 animals being smuggled onto a Sydney-bound flight.
“Australian wildlife authorities found a Pilbara death adder when they seized the animals at Perth airport….”
Holy Toledo. No word on whether a worker learned it was a death adder the hard way.
–This is too much. Marc Berman / New York Post
“Isiah Thomas already has angered a handful of Florida high school coaches in his two weeks at the job at Florida International University.
“The former Knicks president/coach is being accused of tactless behavior in failing to personally phone three FIU recruits to inform them they were no longer wanted despite scholarship offers from the past regime.”
Thomas, according to sources, did not call the kids directly because he thought he would be violating NCAA rules.
–I forgot where I saw the tip, but for a good laugh, YouTube Norm Macdonald’s performance at the 1998 ESPYs (the 8 ½ minute version). I told you when I saw him in Vegas a year ago, he sucked. This, though, is hilarious.
–Thankfully, the Mets were rained out on Sunday, giving us disgusted fans a day off. The other day, General Manager Omar Minaya said this of the ballclub he has played a rather large role in shaping.
“We have good guys, solid professionals,” he told FOXsports.com. “There is a smile on David Wright’s face, a smile on Jose Reyes’ face. But there is not an edge to them. Some people see edge as leadership. Sometimes you need a little meanness to your game. I couldn’t tell you we have that type of guy. We have leaders. But everyone’s perception of leadership is different.”
He tried to backtrack the next day. “Let’s be clear: We have an edge. Our edge is different than maybe other teams.”
Too late, Omar. The cat’s out of the bag. Even you know these guys are nothing more than a bunch of choke artists.
And not for nothing, but the Phillies have rallied for 10 of their 12 wins this year. The Mets? They are 1-9 when trailing after six. Yes, a continuation of the same crap we’ve had to put up with the past 2+ seasons. I’m so freakin’ tired of these immensely overpaid losers (except for Johan Santana, who must be ready to blow his brains out over how little emotion his teammates play with when he gives 665% each time out….far more than the standard 110%, you see).
–I wish I was a Dodgers fan. They’re 18-8, picked up Orlando Hudson (why the Mets didn’t, I’ll never know), and now it can be said that 24-year-old Chad Billingsley is one of the top 5 or 6 pitchers in the game. I forgot this guy was 16-10 last year, with 201 strikeouts in 200 innings and a 3.14 ERA. So this year he’s off to a 5-0 start, 2.21 ERA. Plus the Dodgers have always had a good uniform.
–I was just informed Omar Minaya may join my band of boat people and bolt to the Pirates at the All-Star break if the Mets don’t get their act together soon. Then again, why do I even bother saying “if they get their act together”? There’s a history there, after all. They won’t.
–Six mountain climbers were killed in an avalanche near the resort of Soelden in the Austrian Alps.
–I can’t believe I’m going to see the Mets play this coming Saturday. Pssst…but it’s against the Pirates. [Don’t tell anyone, but I may try and sneak on the Bucs’ team bus, or at least get Nate McLouth to sign a permission slip for me when I head to Pittsburgh later in the season.]
–Tampa Bay\’s Carl Crawford tied a modern major-league record with six stolen bases in the Rays\’ 5-3 win over the Red Sox on Sunday. The others to accomplish the feet, err, feat, are Eddie Collins, Otis Nixon (no relation to Richard), and Eric Young.
–Reader Chris M. wrote in to say he was one of the 95,000 at the Ohio State spring game. I still can’t imagine that. Good show, Buckeyes! Totally respect that. [Chris, sorry our boy Dunkirk pulled a David Wright.]
Today we look at Yvonne Strahovski, star of NBC’s “Chuck,” and her checklist for men, as told to Best Life magazine.
No Games: “I like a man who lays it all on the line and says exactly what is on his mind. I’m very upfront about what I want, and I have no patience for a guy who beats around the bush.” Check…I think…
Gets Dirty: “I’m one of those one-with-nature people. Usually, the dirtier I get, the more fun I’m having, and I like a guy who feels the same.” Uh oh…I’d much rather be in a Four Seasons hotel, myself, rather than pitching a pup tent somewhere. I’m off to a very bad start with Yvonne.
Has the Touch: [Kids, time for you to find another Web site…check back with us adults later.] “He has to know how to grab me. Nothing’s sexier than a confident guy who isn’t afraid to dive into the physical and who knows what to do with a woman’s body.” Ahh, you know what, sports fans? I really don’t want to go here. In fact, I’m very close to throwing in the towel with Ms. Strahovski.
Rocks the Apron: “A guy once came over in the morning with groceries and proceeded to cook me breakfast. I loved that he had the confidence to come over and take charge.” Goodness gracious…I’m getting wiped out on this one…but if this is what it takes, Yvonne, how ‘bout I bring over a package of Oscar Mayer precooked bacon? [Nothing turns on a woman like Oscar Mayer, know what I’m sayin’?]
The Deal Breakers: “Smoking and drugs. I want somebody who wants to be high on life and nothing else.” Yesss! I don’t smoke or do drugs. I like beer and I assume she does. So I’ll let you know later how we made out.
Top 3 songs for the week 5/1/82: #1 “I Love Rock ‘N Roll” (Joan Jett & The Blackhearts) #2 “Chariots Of Fire” (Vangellis…ughh…) #3 “Ebony And Ivory” (Paul McCartney with Stevie Wonder…please, just shoot me!)…and…#4 “Freeze Frame” (The J. Geils Band) #5 “Don’t Talk To Strangers” (Rick Springfield) #6 “We Got The Beat” (Go-Go’s) #7 “Do You Believe In Love” (Huey Lewis and the News) #8 “867-5309/Jenny” (Tommy Tutone) #9 “ ’65 Love Affair” (Paul Davis…underrated artist) #10 “I’ve Never Been To Me” (Charlene…I’ve been to Georgia and California…)
NFL Draft Quiz Answer: 1) Six or more…USC, 11; Ohio State, 7; Oregon State, 7; South Carolina, 7; Cincinnati, 6; Georgia, 6; LSU, 6; Missouri, 6. [In case some of you missed it, Abilene Christian had 2…Miami (Fla.) had 1. Yikes. Actually, Virginia Tech only had 1 as well.]
