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Chris Copeland Will Honor His Brother by Wearing #22

by Kent Sterling

The #14 that Copeland wore with the Knicks will be gone, replaced by a number very close to his heart.

The #14 that Copeland wore with the Knicks will be gone, replaced by a number very close to his heart.

The newest Indiana Pacer is a thoughtful guy who appreciates the opportunity that he’s earned to be a significant contributor for a young team hunting a championship, and he has stated his intent to wear the number 22 for his late brother.

Vincent Alphaquan died six weeks after being hit by a drunk driver a couple of blocks from his home in Newark in 1997.  Vincent wasn’t just Copeland’s brother – he was a mentor.  At 22, he was dead, but the dream he instilled in his little brother lived for a long time before it was realized.

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Every great story of will triumphing seems to have a change agent that fills the hero with the resolve needed to overcome adversity, which in this case included years and years in the NBDL, Belgium, Holland, Germany, and Spain.

Last year, at age 28, he was invited to camp with the Knicks, and made the team as the 15th man.  Some would have been satisfied with a dream realized, but Copeland kept grinding and earned a spot in the rotation, which led to starts in April, which led to important productive minutes against the Pacers in the Eastern Conference semifinals.

Every time #14 with the dreads reported, Pacers fans winced.  The guy could shoot, and by the end of the series, Indiana knew his name.  And they knew he could shoot it.

As a result, Copeland became a free agent target of Pacers President Larry Bird, who signed him to a contract guaranteeing his $6 million over the next two years.

Indiana loves only one thing more than a story about a guy who overcomes adversity, and that’s a guy who can flat shoot the basketball.  That means Pacers fans are going to love seeing #22 come into the game.

And they are going to know why he’s wearing that number – for a brother who died at that age, but not before making an impact on a boy who waited six years longer than most to see his dream come true.

NCAA Not Renewing Deal with EA Sports for College Football Does Not End Game

by Kent Sterling

Fans better get their fill of EA's College Football 14, if the NCAA is just the first to pull its licensing.

Fans better get their fill of EA’s College Football 14, if the NCAA is just the first to pull its licensing.

The Ed O’Bannon lawsuit has claimed its first victim – the NCAA’s licensing for its name and logo on EA’s incredibly successful College Football series.

This doesn’t necessarily mean the end of the game – just the end of its association with the NCAA.  As the statement from the NCAA reads, “The NCAA has never licensed the use of current student-athlete names, images or likenesses to EA.

“The NCAA has no involvement in licenses between EA and former student-athletes. Member colleges and universities license their own trademarks and other intellectual property for the video game.

“They will have to independently decide whether to continue those business arrangements in the future.”

The disposition of the O’Bannon suit will determine the legality of the clause in the letter signed each year by all student athletes that grants licensing over his or her image to the university forever and throughout the universe.

If universities follow suit in pulling their licensing rather than extend its exposure in the case of a finding or settlement in favor of O’Bannon, collegiate sports video games as we know them will be dead.

O’Bannon’s lawsuit has the potential to be the single biggest game changer in the history of college sports.  In it O’Bannon argues that the universities have no right to require college freshman to cede the rights to monetize their image in exchange for their annual scholarship.

If the court finds in favor of O’Bannon, schools will not be able to sell merchandise or the license to create merchandise bearing the image of a student athlete.

Indiana Pacers – Bid on Drew Gooden? Why Not!

by Kent Sterling

Drew Gooden has reason to laugh today.  Sure, he got fired, but he still has $13.4M coming to him.

Drew Gooden has reason to laugh today. Sure, he got fired, but he still has $13.4M coming to him.

Drew Gooden has been a hell of a good power forward for a significant part of his career.  The Indiana Pacers need one of those.

When healthy, Gooden can score and rebound, and as a back-up to David West, he makes all kinds of sense for the Pacers.

He’ll be 32 by the time the season starts, but he’s a well-rested 32, after playing sparingly for the Milwaukee Bucks who released him today under the amnesty clause of the latest collective bargaining agreement.

Because of the amnesty situation, Gooden is guaranteed $6.7 million for each of the next two years, but the Pacers would only have to pay the amount of their bid.  The Bucks cover the rest.  That could lead to a bargain as few other teams are likely in the market for a four without a lot of tread left on the tire, who hasn’t played more than 56 games only once since the 2007-2008 season.

In the 2011-2012 season, Gooden showed he had recovered from plantar fasciitis as he filled in for injured Andrew Bogut, and was quite respectable, averaging 13.7 points per game for the season.

Given his age and declining minutes, Gooden would appear to be a longshot to help the Pacers over the hump, but if the price is right, he’s a pro who can play a role behind David West that would give them a better rounded game than the backup power forward he would replace.

  • Talented – check
  • Veteran – check
  • Healthy – (currently) check
  • Bargain – maybe

Messages left for Gooden’s agent have not been returned.  Messages for the Pacers would be pointless to leave because they will not confirm or deny anything until the deal is done.

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Cubs Should Give Dale Sveum an Extenision, Not a Pink Slip

by Kent Sterling

A stiff upper lip isn't going to be able to hit for one of the least productive lineups in baseball.

A stiff upper lip isn’t going to be able to hit for one of the least productive lineups in baseball.

Rick Telander wrote in the Chicago Sun-Times that Chicago Cubs manager Dale Sveum has no chance to continue in that position following the expiration of his contract after the 2014 season, and he’s probably right.  That’s a shame.

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Sveum hasn’t won, but if John McGraw, Joe McCarthy, Billy Martin, and Tony LaRussa were cobbled together a four-headed super hydra manager wouldn’t have won more than 103 of the 255 games Sveum has.

The Cubs are terrible in almost every way, and still they have managed to stay within ten games of .500 through the all-star break.  Hell, the guy may be doing the best job of any manager in the National League.

More selling off assets will make the rest of the 2013 season even more difficult for Sveum, who is likely to lose starting pitcher Matt Garza, Alfonso Soriano, Kevin Gregg, maybe Nate Schierholtz, and if healthy David DeJesus.

But the Cubs need to perpetuate the ridiculous myth that they are trying to win now rather than build for 2016, so Sveum will probably be told to pack during this offseason, as Telander suggests, just as Edwin Jackson was signed to a four-year, $52 million deal prior to this season.

Fans and the Chicago media have bought into the building-for-the-future idiocy like it’s a fait accompli that once Javier Baez, Albert Almora, Jorge Soler, and Kris Bryant mature, banners will be hung.

Cubs fans were also very pleased that the Cubs have been very successful in signing 16-year-olds from Latin America who will be pillars for the Cubs once their potentail is tapped.  Christ, when the hell is that going to be – 2021?

Sveum has done nothing but play the cards he was dealt, and to make sure that the Cubs go out everyday and night to compete hard.  Even Alfonso Soriano appears to be playing hard.  Sure, Starlin Castro has been a train wreck until the last three weeks, but it’s not as if no one saw that coming.  He’s a dull-eyed and unfocused mope with a great ability to keep his hands back while deciding whether a pitch is worth an offer.

If Sveum with his tough guy tats and uncanny ability to never appear clean-shaven can’t get the attention of Castro, who better to try?

Luis Valbuena and Schierholtz are having the best years of their careers, and minus James Russell, the bullpen doesn’t have a decent arm for him the rely on.  You think I overlooked Kevin Gregg?  He’s been released twice in the last 10 months, and that happened for a reason that Cubs fans will be aware of soon enough.

Sveum is like a chess player asked to compete despite having only pawns.

If the Cubs make him a scapegoat after the season to try to gin up more ill-placed optimism by firing Sveum, I hope he walks out the door with a bunch of owner Tom Ricketts cash.  The misery he has been forced to endure should be worth the cash needed to underwrite a couple of years relaxing in Cabo.

As for the future past the apparently doomed tenure of Sveum, I’m curious what would make Cubs fans believe that Epstein and Hoyer are smarter or better at their jobs than John Mozeliak, who runs the St. Louis Cardinals.

Here is an idea of the level of management Epstein and Hoyer are competing against.  The Cardinals won the 2011 World Series, and followed that up by amassing five selections in the first 55 picks of the 2012 MLB Draft.

What the Cubs are trying to do, the Cardinals have been doing better while winning championships.

It’s way too early to judge Epstein and Hoyer negatively, but for the media and fans to scapegoat Sveum rather than reward him would be asinine.  Good for Telander, a columnist who makes sense a lot more than most.

Johnny Manziel – Fame or Normal Is the Choice, But Good Fame/Bad Fame Isn’t

by Kent Sterling

A.J. McCarron and Johnny Manziel in a bar Friday night.  If you're not going to show up for work in the morning, no pictures in the bar the night before.

A.J. McCarron and Johnny Manziel in a bar Friday night. If you’re not going to show up for work in the morning, no pictures in the bar the night before.

Johnny Manziel got famous before he was ready for the bad parts of it.  Adulation is not always chosen or well-timed, and sometimes ruins people.  Regardless of whether he sipped lemonade or shot Wild Turkey Friday night before being dismissed from the Manning Passing Academy, Manziel has dealt with fame on roughly the same level as Lindsay Lohan.

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This morning at the SEC Media Days madness in Hoover, Alabama, Manziel explained “The spotlight is 10 times brighter and 10 times hotter than I thought it was two months ago.”

The narrative that is developing is doomed to end badly because Manziel appears to be a normal guy with a specific set of talents that do not project well to the NFL.  College players are not currently allowed to monetize their popularity, so Manziel is destined to resume a normal life soon enough.

Lottery winners who are thrust into wealth they neither deserve nor have any inkling how to handle return to their previous economic status.  Is there any doubt at all that once people grow tired of the Honey Boo Boo family’s idiosyncrasies that Uncle Poodle and the whole clan will continue living dysfunctional lives with their momentary wealth a pleasant memory?

That is what is happening to Manziel.  He’s a kid who craves normalcy, and can’t stop talking about how his life is difficult.  To us, his life in College Station is pretty damn good.  He dates a model, goes to the ESPY’s, and throws out the first pitch at Randers games.  To him, it’s virtually unbearable.  Different strokes for different folks.  Some guys are destined to be Peyton Manning, and others work at Tire Barn.

Tire Barn is a fine place filled with great people who take pride in their work and raise great families, but they are not destined for fame.  Sometimes, that’s a choice.  There might be a guy at your local Tire Barn, who if not offput by notoriety could have become the next Brad Pitt, Greg Maddux, or Walter Payton.

Manziel may adapt to life in the spotlight, but few are able to shift personalities with any ease of grace.

If Manziel craves normalcy, he’ll find it, but the trip will be very public and seemingly unpleasant.  He can withdraw from the public eye, sit at the bar with friends, and laugh at life after fans stop being curious about him.

The days when a college quarterback could be a kid with the exception of Saturdays in the fall are long over.  If you succeed at a high level, cop a nickname, and win a historic award, life changes, and not always for the better.

There can be positive aspects of fame, but the experience of fame for most is horrible.  Being recognized, written about, and dissected by a bunch of strangers sucks, but that’s where our celebrity society has evolved.

Idiots like the Boo Boos (or whatever their last name is), Kardashians, and Hiltons is all about acquiring and monetizing fame without talent.  Their willingness to open up their lives has built an expectation that society’s every curiosity is satisfied.

That sucks for people who want no part of it, and that seems to include Manziel.

Twitter and the other various portals social media provides millions of ad hoc reality shows, and if Manziel wants anyone to take seriously his desire to live minus fame, he needs to stop with the tweets and pics from Mexico with friends hauling around half gallons of liquor.  Opening the door a little bit doesn’t work.

Manziel’s comments this morning were typically evasive, and were virtually meaningless, and this afternoon he’ll be on a private jet to the ESPY Awards.  If Manziel doesn’t like fame, I’m not sure why he’s going to the ESPY’s.

If Manziel is one of those who craves the few positive parts of fame, while not understanding how to navigate the negative, his story is not going to end well.

Johnny Manziel Is a Victim of His Own Irresponsibility, Not the Media’s Lust

by Kent Sterling

It's up to Johnny Football whether we see him like this...

It’s up to Johnny Football whether we see him like this…

There are smart ways and places to indulge in irresponsible behavior, and then there is the way Heisman Trophy winner Johnny Manziel has done it again and again.

Whether or not Manziel was kicked out of the Manning Passing Academy for being too hungover, or whether he was dehydrated and left on his own, he has thrown enough facts at us that a Bobby Layne-esque mythology that also may or may not be rooted in fact.

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Regardless, people in the public eye need to be prudent in managing their brand – which can starkly contrast with reality if he likes.

When Peyton Manning was losing to Florida as the quarterback for the Tennessee Vols, the media coverage focused on Manning delivering pizzas to the students camping out in line to buy tickets to watch him play.  Does that mean he never drank a bunch of beers and acted like an idiot?  Of course not.

Or like this.

Or like this.

Manning just never did it in front of the cops or cameras.  It’s a bit of a different game now with smart phones that can take pictures or video and post them for anyone in the world to look at within seconds, but the logic of avoiding the kind of publicity that is dogging Johnny Football is the same.

I spent a long weekend in Mexico with a couple of guys, and there were two rules in dealing with the people we met – stay out of pictures and no last names or email addresses.  Vacation friends are just that, and when the plane’s wheels left the runway for the return trip home, that was that.  No residue.  And we’re nobodies.

Drew Magary is a writer for Deadspin and other places.  He published a piece late this afternoon about how the media is ruinng Manziel’s life.  We tend to become who we are told we are, according to Magary.

“NFL executives and analysts have devised a system in which any talented and suggestible young quarterback will find himself hounded and hounded until, in the end, he assumes the very characteristics that they mistakenly believe he possesses,” Magary writes.  “This isn’t a traditional case of building someone up and tearing him down. This is trolling on an elaborate scale. This is finding a ripe target and molding him in the image of your worst bogeyman. Johnny Manziel may not have been a douchebag a year ago. But by the time the machine is finished with him, he will be.”

That’s a nice paragraph, but with a silly premise, and fallacious conclusion.  The media isn’t bright enough to orchestrate the ruination of anyone who isn’t a willing accomplice.  There is a danger that they will follow a narrative to where they believe it should lead, rather than allowing it to organically develop on its own, but to cast the media as the villain here gives its members way too much credit.

Back to Manning for a minute because he has been lavished upon by positive media coverage that very few will ever enjoy, but it wasn’t for the lack of occasionally engaging in the kind of behavior that Manziel appears to enjoy quite a bit of.  The media didn’t report it because Manning was never stupid enough to force them to.

The media saw lapses, but no one ever posted a picture on instagram or youtube, so there was no need to publish it.  Manziel opened this door himself, and the media was required to walk through it.

Some reporters may do it with more enthusiasm than others, and Indianapolis media more accommodating than other cities, but Manziel needs to keep the silly side of himself behind closed doors and away from cameras.

All athletes need to understand that they are brands, and their public behavior will define them.  Those who don’t get it, like Manziel (at least to this point) are doomed to be caught in a series of gotcha stories until they snap like Lindsay Lohan, Dennis Rodman, Amanda Bynes, and Amy Winehouse.

The blame for the image of Johnny Manziel belongs to Johnny Manziel, not the media.  The glee that seems to accompany some of the reports is ridiculous and reflects an ignorant cruelty, but fooling the dunderheads who do the reporting is too damn easy for someone in Manziel’s position to ignore.

SEC Commissioner Mike Slive Hammers NCAA as Antiquated Rather Than Leading Reform

by Kent Sterling

Mike Slive explains what's wrong with the NCAA, as though fans don't already know.

Mike Slive explains what’s wrong with the NCAA, as though fans don’t already know.

There is a growing disconnect between the legislative body that governs college athletics and the big time programs that generate the revenue that keeps both the NCAA and the conferences swimming in cash.  SEC Commissioner Mike Slive wants change, but not badly enough to do anything but send letters and whine.

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Slive’s comments kicked off the SEC Media Days circus that descends upon Hoover, Alabama every year by ripping the NCAA’s anachronistic rules that govern recruiting.

“The current regulatory approach would be more at home in the era of Johann Gutenberg’s printing press than in our current fast‑paced technology‑driven society and will no longer serve to functionally govern recruiting behaviors moving forward,” Slive explained.  “As Albert Einstein once said, We can’t solve problems by using the same kind of thinking we used when we created them.”

Yep.

But how about taking control of your own conference and instituting your own rules, instead of relying upon the NCAA, which all major conference leaders, coaches, players, and fans feel is an inadequate oversight operation.

Where is it written that a conference can’t do the job which the NCAA has shown itself to be absolutely incapable.  Standing in front of the media to whine about the NCAA is like complaining about the weather – except Slive could part the clouds and cool the heat if he wanted to.

Instead, he invested 1,204 of the 2,581 words of his opening statement complaining about how the NCAA won’t allow schools to foot the bill for the real cost of going to going, the litany of oversight woes, and the academic reforms that give poorly educated freshman a road to success that includes the academic redshirt year that will be used starting in 2016.

The corrective measure for every single problem articulated by Slive would be a just and reasonable expectation of the NCAA, if it operated within a framework of logic and reason.  It doesn’t and everyone with a passing knowledge of college sports knows it, so instead of busting balls like barroom expert with no power to affect change, why doesn’t Slive lead a revolution to change intercollegiate athletics?

He is the head of the most popular conference in college football, and should convene presidents, athletic directors, coaches, and players to get something done within the SEC.

Leading is a lot more interesting and useful than using a bully pulpit or media podium to smack a relentlessly inadequate organization like the NCAA for not doing it for him.

But Slive isn’t only sniping from the cheap seats, he also wrote NCAA President Mark Emmert a letter that outlined a proposed four-part national effort to protect football players from concussions, “One, to conduct further scientific research on cushions.

“Two, determine and refine best practices and standards of care for the prevention and treatment of concussions.

“Three, disseminate information to NCAA member institutions and others with an interest in the health and safety of athletes.

“And, four, continue to review and revise playing rules in football and other sports as new research and new information on concussions becomes available as we revise and refine best practices.

“The point here is that the issue of concussions is not limited to one conference or one region.  We all share the concern about the overall health of college football and its participants across the entire country and within each NCAA division.”

That last paragraph is one of the most miserable efforts at deflecting responsibility for the welfare and safety of student-athletes I have ever read or heard.

The problems with head injuries in football does not rest with the broadest body, but with the narrowest.  Each individual program should exhaust all resources to provide a functional protective barrier between the shell of the helmet and the brain.  Why should that responsibility automatically for to the NCAA instead of the conference?  Why does the apparently inert Slive assume this burdenless position?

He should stop writing letters, stop whining, and start leading.  Someone needs to step up and do the right thing rather than point fingers.

If Slive is going to tell us that the obviously naked emporer has no clothes, he should wear more than a Speedo himself.

Giving Fake Names to Media Will Improve Country’s Mood – Paulie Balst

by Kent Sterling

If Paulie Balst held a parade this week, embattled KTVU anchor would be the grand marshall for bring so much laughter to so many.

If Paulie Balst held a parade this week, embattled KTVU anchor would be the grand marshall for bring so much laughter to so many.

When the great Paulie Balst has an idea, you listen for two reasons – there will be a nugget of truth in it that you never would have considered otherwise, and its implementation would make more people laugh than cringe.

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The video of the KTVU newscast that shared the false names of the pilots – “Sum Ting Wong,” “Wi Tu Lo,” “Ho Lee Fuk,” and “Bang Ding Ow,” started Balst thinking about the collective laughter that prank prompted.  As a result, he’s starting a movement that will prompt people being interviewed by TV news reporters to give fake, but funny names.

He offers these as examples of names that don’t look odd, but are phonetically actionable by the FCC:

  • Justin Ciderhole
  • Howie Felterbush (this was used by someone asked to react to the Zimmerman verdict in USA Today)
  • Kay Minnermouth
  • Kay Malovia
  • Holden A. Johnson
  • Peter Gozenya
  • Hugh Georgan
  • Wilma Dickfit
  • York Hunt
  • Anita Bath

Sure it’s immature and ridiculous, but watching pompous news anchors read sexually suggestive names would amuse a broad swath of viewers.

This will cause mayhem within local newsrooms filled with people who just want to file their package and go home, but such is the price of laughter.  Young journalists will be humiliated, fired, and leave the business, but it’s a grind anyway and giving people a push into the real world might be doing them a favor.  Slips are inevitable because producing 10 hours of live news per day is mind numbingly difficult.  Fact checking the names of regular folks interviewed for fluffy man on the street filler would be the lowest priority possible.

The Balst Initiative is reminiscent of the great Chicago columnist Mike Royko asking people who are asked to participate in exit polling after voting to answer questions deceitfully.  It’s a system that deserved to be corrupted, according to Royko, and that is also true for the idiocy of man on the street piece.  Reporters hate doing them, and no one enjoys watching.

Balst’s motives are more pure than that.  He simply wants to expose people watching the news to be amused as often as possible.

“If everyone gave a Heywood Jablomey or Pat McGroyne type name, the world would be a much better place,” Balst explained in an interview you are unlikely to read elsewhere.  “This is my kind of media revolution.

“Fifty-percent of the names would make it through, and the world would be a better place!”

Everyone can use a laugh, and even if we know that the Korean airliner crashing was a tragedy and that the names were racially insensitive, watching anchor Tori Campbell ramble mindlessly through “Sum Ting Wong,” “Wi Tu Lo,” “Ho Lee Fuk,” and “Bang Ding Ow,” was probably the most entertaining moment in his career.

For her part, Campbell apologized via Twitter over a day later, but that only opened the door for more ridicule and re-use of the names that got her into hot water in the first place.

In Balst’s world all laughter is good, and it’s hard to argue with that.

What the Hell Is Going on at the University of North Carolina? Hairston Arrest Could Push First Domino Over

by Kent Sterling

P.J. Hairston is at the center of a minor story that could become major.

P.J. Hairston is at the center of a minor story that could become major.

On the list of corrupt university athletic departments, the University of North Carolina would not make my top 20, which means my top 20 needs some work.

The well-documented academic fraud issues were part of the equation that should have colored my image of UNC, but despite writing about it only five weeks ago, I was still surprised to read about some weirdness going on within the basketball program.  Scratching just under the surface of the P.J. Hairston arrest yields a smell that reminds me of the Ohio State problems that cost Jim Tressel his gig, and landed the Buckeye football program in hot water with the NCAA.

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P.J. Hairston was arrested last month on a misdemeanor pot possession charge, which isn’t unusual for college kids.  It makes Hairston a dumbass, but the car he was driving when he was arrested is the real problem.

The 2013 GMC Yukon was a rental of convicted felon Haydn Patrick “Fats” Thomas.  When Hairston was ticketed for speeding on May 13th, he was driving a 2012 Camaro rented by Catania Farrington, who rented the car for a total of 54 days, while Thomas kept the Yukon for only three days, according to documents obtained by the Associated Press.

Guess with whom Catania shares an address.  Yep, Fats Thomas, who has two felony convictions on his record, and is facing charges from a December arrest on charges of possession of marijuana, drug paraphernalia and a firearm by a convicted felon, as well as maintaining a dwelling for selling a controlled substance.

In all, four different cars rented by Thomas or people living in Thomas’s house have received parking tickets on the UNC campus.

You know who else Fats Thomas is – he was the bouncer at the strip club that supplied the girls who accused the Duke Lacrosse team of rape.

He denied any ties to UNC Basketball in an interview with WTVD-TV, “I know they stopped before the road block and they [had] a discussion amongst themselves. And then, all of the sudden they get in trouble. The police said PJ was driving and I’m like, ‘Mykael, how are you going to let some dude drive a car you took from me?  Everything from that point when they got stopped by police – only those three guys know.”

The Mykael mentioned by Thomas is the guy that Thomas claims he loaned the car to to run some errands.  He was arrested along with Hairston.

Thomas also told the Associated Press, “Let me just tell you one thing: there’s no story.  There’s no story here. The basketball player, he’s not accepting gifts. There’s no story.  If this was a real problem, you think the NCAA would’ve been at my door faster than you?”

Sounds like a guy who has been thinking a lot about how this looks.

And it looks bad for North Carolina basketball and Roy Williams in the same way tattoogate looked bad for Ohio State football and Jim Tressel.

Williams is threatening serious consequences for Hairston, but unless Thomas is telling the truth, there may be serious consequence for Williams and his program.

MLB All-Star Game Ambivalence Is Easily Fixed – Just Add Cash

by Kent Sterling

UnknownIf players don’t care about who wins, fans are smart enough to not care themselves, and fans are caring less about Major League Baseball’s All-Star Game than ever.

The five-year averages for TV ratings have dropped from 17.4 (1988-1992) to 14.0 (1993-1997) to 11.2 (1998-2002) to 8.8 (2003-2007) to 7.9 (2008-2012).  While it looks like the recession of ratings is slowing, the numbers inside the last five year period have dropped from 9.3 to 6.8.

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Baseball sees the erosion of interest and tried a few years ago to gin up some passion in the players inserting home field advantage in the World Series as the stake.  Given that no one in the game has a reasonable expectation of playing in the series (it includes only two of the 30 teams), it showed itself to be a useless contrivance.

But I am here to help baseball find meaning in this showcase that should be a launching pad for fan interest.  If commissioner Bud Selig wants all-stars to play hard – to play like the result matters – a cash infusion will get that done.

For the price of a roster spot eater per team, baseball could offer each player, manager, and coach on the team that wins the All Star Game a check for $1,000,000.  For the losers – it’s Gene Wilder in Willy Wonka – “You lose, You get nothing!” (All credit to Michael Grady and Joe Staysniak for using that clip when a caller loses a contest on 1070 the Fan.)  For a million bucks, guys would go at it like a battle to the death.

The game would become a spectacle unlike anything American sports had ever seen.

The problem would be the same the the NFL has with the Pro Bowl.  No one wants one of the best players in the game to get hurt in a meaningless exhibition.  To inject meaning into the game would compel effort, and that’s when guys get hurt.

So better for everyone but the fans to leave the game as a meaningless exhibition that fewer and fewer people watch despite it being virtually unopposed as a TV option.

Back in the day, watching players who never faced each other during the regular season was a curiosity.  Reggie Jackson vs. Bob Gibson, Willie Mays vs. Whitey Ford, Mickey Mantle vs. Sandy Koufax, and Stan Musial vs. Bob Feller were must see TV.  Max Scherzer vs. Carlos Beltran and Matt Harvey vs. Miguel Cabrera will not give America goosebumps.

Today, relentless interleague play provides routine match ups between all major leaguers, so there is no unique property around which this game can wrap itself.

“Tonight, watch baseball’s best play like the result of the game doesn’t make any difference!” is not much of a pitch for viewers.

The MLB All-Star Game has become nothing more than a choreographed exhibition among men with a level of interest in the outcome matched in casual co-ed softball leagues.

People can only fall as far as the ground will allow, television ratings cannot go below zero, so the free fall will stop at some point.  Hell, people watch the horror of Honey Boo-Boo and her family, so there will always be some who choose to spend a Tuesday evening in July watching a game that counts for nothing played by men who know it.

But that number is falling steadily.