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Friday October 19, 2001
What a strange and wonderful week of sports.
The Yankees made the most incredible turnaround in Major League Baseball playoff history, New York Jet Damien Robinson brought an assault rifle to a game, and the world has officially turned on the Arizona football team.
And like always, I have something cynical to say about it all, except for the Yankees, of course.
With their 5-3 win over Oakland on Monday night, the Yankees completed the most impressive series win in their five-year stranglehold on the Major League playoffs.
No team in any sport has shown as much grit, determination and sheer will to win than the Bronx Bombers.
The catalyst to the whole series is the pride of Kalamazoo, Mich. - Mr. Derek Sanderson Jeter.
No player since Reggie Jackson in the late '70s has dominated October like Jeter.
The Prince of New York does it all - scores runs, steals bases, drives runners in and makes sparkling defensive plays.
Watching Jeter man the shortstop position will leave you breathless as he continues to make plays that defy logic.
Jeter might not hit as many home runs as Alex Rodriguez or be a batting champion like Nomar Garciaparra, but Jeter's play in the postseason is what makes him the best shortstop in baseball.
It's because of Jeter that the Yankees will win their fourth consecutive World Series.
And now for the bizarre.
Why was Jet safety Damien Anderson driving with an assault rifle in his truck?
I don't know much - actually, nothing at all - about guns, but I figure a Bushmaster .223 assault rifle with more than 300 rounds could do some serious damage.
Is there a rabbit problem at Giants stadium? Or did Anderson expect to find bin Laden hiding out in the Jets' locker room before their game with the Dolphins?
This dude must have what football people call "that killer instinct."
The NFL has insisted that Anderson get counseling, but for what? It is not like this man is a certified psycho like Ryan Leaf, Dimitrius Underwood or Alonzo Spellman. Those three have real problems.
At least Bobby Knight didn't get his hands on this weapon of mass destruction.
The world's most famous hunter/basketball coach could injure a lot more than his hunting partner's backside.
It took a grand total of six games and now the world - yes, I mean the world - has turned its collective back on the Arizona football team.
I'm surprised it took that long.
The UA marketing department did its best to try and convince fans that the team would be good and the games exciting, but it was all lies. The Red Zone is a joke, and the atmosphere is still the worst in the Pac-10.
Oh yeah, the team just plain stinks.
Give John Mackovic three years and then pull out all the bells and whistles. But to advertise this team as something we all knew it wasn't was just plain foolish.
The Oregon game two weeks ago was still the first and last game I will attend all year.
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