Tuesday, June 3, 2008

NHL draft guide interview: Danny Kristo

By Rick Morris

As announced yesterday in this space, Sportsology and FantasyDrafthelp.com are joining up to produce HOCKEY DRAFTOLOGY, a comprehensive guide to the 2008 NHL Entry Draft and offseason as a whole. The issue will be released online, for free, at these two websites and SportsTalkNetwork.com on June 10. Until then, the features to be contained in the guide will be released here individually in serialized form.

Today's installment comes courtesy of Sportsology. Danny Kristo is a 5-11, 172-pound forward who plays for the U.S. National U-18 hockey team. He is one of the stars of that team, and this Eden Prarie, Minnesota native may end up being one of the best players to move through the system when it’s all said and done. HOCKEY DRAFTOLOGY had a chance to talk to him and get the 411.

Q: How has it been playing in the US Developmental program?

A: It’s been great, a real challenge, it has taken some getting used to living away from home and your parents. It’s fun being with the guys, you are with them all the time. I really like it a lot.

Q: Are you looking forward to the draft?

A: Yeah, but I am mainly focusing on the season at this time. The world championships are a big deal here and that is our main goal at this time.

Q: What has been the highlight of your USA career?

A: Playing in big games and getting to go overseas and represent your country. Getting to play college teams is big, playing for the name on the front of your sweater and all that stuff.

Q: Do you feel your speed will help you out come draft day?

A: Yeah, I think that is one of my biggest assets.

NBA Finals preview

By Rick Morris

From the "frozen envelope" to the Tim Donaghy scandal, David Stern's marketing-obsessed reign over the NBA has led to a plethora of conspiracy theories over the past quarter-century. The sudden revival of the league's greatest rivalry in the form of this year's championship series will do nothing to quiet the "Oh, isn't THAT convenient" crowd.

Ultimately, though, the biggest reason that the Lakers and Celtics will renew their epic historical struggle in the NBA Finals is the fact that two players from the 1980s glory days in this rivalry got very, very lucky. Mitch Kupchak absolutely swindled the Memphis Grizzlies to pick up Pao Gasol in one of the most disgraceful deals in league history. Gasol became an absolutely vital part for the Lakers when their budding star center Andrew Bynum ended up on the sidelines for the rest of the season. On the other side of the country, Danny Ainge got out the credit card, completely mortgaged the Celtics' future, but ended up with exactly the short-term jolt that was necessary to save his job when Kevin Garnett and Ray Allen joined Paul Pierce to form a "Big Three" for the ages.

[SIDE NOTE: This is the ultimate test of sincerity for fans of a downtrodden team who say, "Man, if they could just win it all ONCE, I'd never complain if they went back to being horrible again." Boston fans have suffered ever since the final remnants of their destiny evaporated in the early '90s when Larry Bird's retirement and Reggie Lewis' tragic passing combined with the earlier Len Bias tragedy ended the dream. The Celtics have an awesome short-term window in these Finals and probably even next year. If they get over the top, will fans cry when they end up back in the lottery when these aging stars can no longer live up to their Hall of Fame legacies? We shall see.]

The four best players in this series are, of course, Kobe Bryant, Garnett, Pierce and Allen, probably in that order although some might still rank Allen ahead of Pierce. The fifth-best player is undoubtedly Gasol; in the unlikely event he comes close to matching Pierce and/or Allen over the course of the series, the Lakers should win in five. In the much more unlikely event that Gasol and Lamar Odom come close to matching Allen and Pierce collectively, the Lakers should win in a sweep.

Given their progress over the course of the season, the Lakers have to be considered the favorites notwithstanding Boston's superior record and home-court designation. They broke less of a sweat against generally superior competition in the West bracket. They also have a huge edge in three critical areas: the best player, the best coach and the best depth.

However, ignored in the flush of LA's big win over San Antonio was the fact that the team offense really fell off in that series. With the league's best defense awaiting them in the finals, Kobe has to work to keep all of his teammates involved in the scoring and not fall into his bad and selfish habits that have held back his teams in the past. Paradoxically, he could end up falling into that trap because of how easy scoring may come to him in the Finals; Allen is coming off of a sub-par performance guarding Rip Hamilton in the East Finals.

For the Celtics, the key balance in the series will be resting their precious troika enough while not letting the bench squander the series. James Posey continues to be one of the best role players in the league, but he doesn't have much help, especially relative to LA's deep roster of matchup possibilities. Sam Cassell in particular has been an absolute disgrace down the stretch.

Ultimately, in one of those magic touches that make so many conspiracy nuts start foaming at the mouth, this series appears poised to end with one of hoops history's greatest ironies. Given the enmity that existed between Red Auerbach and Phil Jackson, how odd will it be for Big Chief Triangle to surpass the old master, in Boston no less, by being the first NBA coach to garner ten titles? We should get to find out. Lakers in six.

Monday, June 2, 2008

NHL draft guide announcement & Wiercioch profile

By Rick Morris

Two of the greatest names in sports journalism have come together to provide unparalleled coverage of the 2008 NHL Entry Draft and the NHL offseason as a whole. Sportsology and FantasyDrafthelp.com have co-produced HOCKEY DRAFTOLOGY, an electronic magazine available for free download via their websites and SportsTalkNetwork.com on Tuesday, June 10.
These two entities each bring different, but complementary backgrounds to their coverage of how this summer will shape the future of hockey. Sportsology has provided in-depth coverage of the NHL Entry Draft for years, while FantasyDrafthelp.com has previously produced free online magazines for the NFL and NBA drafts. Together, the breadth of their association will encompass all of the following:
^ Exclusive interviews with top North American prospects: forwards Danny Kristo and Colin Wilson, defenseman David Carle and Eric Mestery and goalie Chet Pickard
^ Exclusive interview with top European goalie prospect Harri Sateri
^ A profile of North American defense prospect Patrick Wiercioch, who has played with many of the top players in this year's draft
^ Assessment of talent levels in each NHL organization -- with an additional list of needs in terms of priority for each franchise
^ A compilation of quotes and stories from top NHL prospects, including many future legends, over the past few decades
^ A compilation of some of the silliest question-and-answer sessions with top prospects since 2001
^ For the hockey pool players, an exclusive first look at FantasyDrafthelp.com's Ultimate Quantitative Baseline statistic going into the 2008-09 season -- the absolute measure of value in terms of how the top players at each position are comparing to one another in terms of their rotisserie value
^ A preview of the free agency period that will begin July 1
Serialized installments of HOCKEY DRAFTOLOGY will be posted here leading up to the June 10 release of the entire guide. Today, we bring you the profile of Patrick Wiercioch, an outstanding young man with a Canadian and American hockey background whose path has crossed with many other top prospects.

Wiercioch is One To Watch

by Russ Cohen

Sportsology

Patrick Wiercioch is a kid out of Maple Grove, BC and he is one of the best young hockey prospects in the world. He is currently the 77th ranked North American skater according to Central Scouting and someday he hopes to play in the NHL. For now, he is just your above average athlete and everyday teenager.

At the age of 18, he is gearing up for the NHL draft. He has been around the block playing in the BCHL and then the USHL and soon will skate for the University of Wisconsin. It’s not the normal route for a Canadian player to take.

“No it’s not,” he agreed. “It’s a decision I had to make based on the fact that I wanted to leave home. I felt that if I wanted to go to college next year, then the first step I had to take is to play away from home, kind of get that first step under my belt. When Omaha gave me an offer to play for the team, the opportunity presented itself at the right time.”

This past year he played for the Omaha Lancers of the USHL and he helped them win the Clark Cup. In the regular season, he was good for 21 points in 40 games with a plus 21. In the playoffs he was still a plus player and he stepped up his point production to 11 points in 14 games. His last assist helped set up the game and series-winning goal! He had three points in the final contest, showing he has a flair for the dramatic.

“It was an unbelievable experience to win. We had a group of guys that would have been disappointed had it ended any other way; second place was not really an option for the expectations and standards we had set for ourselves. It's a memory and a bond that we will share for as along as our names will be engraved on those trophies and that’s a special feeling -- to know that you are a part of history.”

The amazing part about his offensive production is the fact that he is a defenseman! Playing was easy but living away from home proved to be a challenge.

“It was different. It was an experience. Everything that I didn’t know would hit me did. The time change, not being able to talk to my family when I wanted to, the food, the culture. Just making all the decisions day in and day out.”

Now Omaha is known for its beef, so was that to his liking?

“No it’s just different because I have two very European parents,” he said proudly. “Eating a different lifestyle was good. It kind of opened me up to new things.”

Then he talked about his billet family.

“The people that I stayed with were phenomenal. They made the transition almost as easy as it could have been. Without them, I don’t know if I would have been able to do it. I stayed with Clint and Janet Shafer in Omaha. They took me in as one of their own kids. I know for a fact without them I wouldn’t have made it through the year.”

And like most teens, he’s still growing!

“I am 6-4, 6-4 ½ maybe and 180 is pretty accurate,” he laughed. “Still growing strong both ways now, which is good because I have only grown one way before….I stretched myself pretty good, now I am just trying to get wide.”

He gave me a scouting report about himself.

“I think after going to the USHL I went from being more of an offensive defenseman to a two-way,” Wiercioch said like a pro. “I know my strengths as an individual are definitely offensive but I think that’s where I am most gifted. That’s where I can use my talent the most, on the power play. I try to find open guys and make players around me better. The style of play that the USHL had to offer kind of forced me to work on my defensive game in my own zone. I think by making that move I kind of rounded myself more as an individual.”

After spending his days playing a fast-paced game like hockey, he likes to relax in the great outdoors.

“I like anything outdoors. I just got into fishing lately. Pretty much the slower the better. Even slower than fishing would be ice fishing when it’s freezing.”

Since he is of Polish descent, he notes that the jokes that we hear in the U.S. are prevalent in Canada as well.

“They are just as bad,” he added.

Kyle Turris was a top draft pick last year and he will be a teammate of Patrick’s at Wisconsin.

“It’s such a great program. The fans there -- you can’t help but get excited with the atmosphere that you are going to be placed in, where hockey really means a lot to them. Words can’t describe how excited I am to don a Badgers jersey,” he said like a true recruit.

Nicklas Lidstrom and Sergei Zubov are two of the defenseman he grew up watching but he is a fan of another famous Canadian.

“I am a huge fan of Sidney Crosby,” but when he realized he might have to face him in the future that changed. “I’ll be a fan up until I get the chance that I go on the other side of him. I still have a couple of more years of rooting then.”

When asked if it mattered what position he was drafted in, he gave a two-part answer.

“It’s just an honor to be considered and have your name tossed around with some of the names in this year’s crop of kids. I played against Steven Stamkos (the #1 ranked N.A. skater) when I was in Pee Wee’s (10 or 11 years of age).”

“Still the same dominant player. He’s been dominant ever since I can remember signing autographs at a Winnipeg banquet. Every kid is sitting at the table and you are supposed to exchange autographs at the table and everyone got up and walked over to that kid. Taveres (John, expected to be a top-five pick in next year’s draft), Hodgson (Cody, ranked as the 9th N.A. skater), Livingston (James ranked 53rd), it’s funny how kids you grow up with are eventually going to get the opportunity to turn pro. It would be an honor to be drafted and to go high. But either way I’m proud that I have a scholarship to Wisconsin and that’s something that no one can take from me.”

Now what if he was drafted by Phoenix, like Turris, and he would come face to face with his first hockey idol, Wayne Gretzky?

“If I got taken by Phoenix, I probably have a poster for him to sign,” he said like a true fan. “I don’t know if I’ll drop down to one knee. I’m not sure. It’s beyond belief to even thinking about playing for the guy as much as meeting him.”

This kid will get drafted for his talent and his character. Keep an eye out for him.

Sunday, June 1, 2008

Best NBA Nicknames of All-Time

By Jason Jones



As I began to look into the upcoming NBA Finals, I was reminded of the players (and their nicknames) who dominated this series from the 1980's. Magic Johnson and Larry Legend helped to ascend the fan popularity to a new level. Too bad the nicknames of today's players are not as epic and creative as their predecessors.


Player Nickname



1 Dominique Wilkins Human Highlight Reel
2 Larry Johnson Grandmama
3 George Gervin The Iceman
4 Ervin Johnson Magic
5 Charles Barkley Round Mound of Rebound
6 Larry Bird Larry Legend
7 Vinny Johnson The Microwave
8 Michael Jordan Air Jordan
9 Earl Monroe The Pearl/Black Jesus
10 Robert Parrish The Chief
11 Karl Malone The Mailman
12 Shawn Kemp The Reignman
13 Stacey Augmon Plastic Man
14 Sarunas Jasikevicius Jazzy Cabbages
15 Lloyd Bernard Free World B. Free
16 Antoine Walker Employee #8
17 Darryl Dawkins Chocolate Thunder
18 Kevin Garnett The Big Ticket
19 David Robinson The Admiral
20 Hakeem Olajuwon The Dream
21 Pete Maravich Pistol Pete
22 Julius Erving Dr. J
23 David Thompson The Skywalker
24 Lebron James KingJames/TheChosenOne
25 Sam Cassell E.T.
26 Oscar Robertson The Big O
27 Joel Pryzbilla The Vanilla Gorilla
28 Amare Stoudemire The Man Child
29 Ron Artest The Straight Jacket
30 Andrei Kirilenko AK47
31 Gary Payton The Glove
32 Tim Duncan The Big Fundamental
33 Jerome Williams The Junk Yard Dog
34 TJ Ford The Little Engine
35 Lamar Odom The Goods
36 Dennis Rodman The Worm
37 Dwight Howard The Daily Double
38 Tony Parker Mr. Longoria
39 Tyronne Bogues Mugsy
40 Ricky Davis Grits 'N Gravy
41 Pau Gasol The Meal Ticket
42 Adam Morrison The Stache
43 Steve Nash Hair Canada
44 Emeka Okafor Blackula
45 Brian Scalabrine The Ginger Ninja
46 Allen Iverson The Answer
47 Kobe Bryant Black Mamba
48 Paul Pierce The Truth
49 Darrell Griffith Dr. Dunkenstein
50 Olekskiy Pecherov Stewie Griffin
51 Manu Ginolbi Obi-Won Ginobli
52 Kevin Durant TheSecondComing/Durantula
53 Wilt Chamberlain Wilt the Stilt
54 Nate Archibald Tiny
55 Jerry West The Logo
56 Samuel Dalembert The Haitian Sensation
57 Baron Davis Boom Dizzle/Too Easy
58 Steve Francis Stevie Franchise
59 Gilbert Arenas Agent Zero/The Hibachi
60 Shaquille O'Neal The Big Aristotle
61 Dwyane Wade Flash
62 Leondro Barbosa Brazilian Blur
63 Robert Horry Cheap Shot Bob
64 Yi Jianlian The Chairman
65 Kenyon Martin K-Mart
66 Andre Miller The Penguin
67 Andersen Varejao Sideshow Bob
68 Bryant Reeves Big Country
69 Clyde Drexler Clyde the Glide
70 Scottie Pippen The Condor
71 Chauncey Billups Mr. Big Shot
72 Shawn Marion The Matrix
73 Daniel Gibson Boobie
74 Dan Majerle Thunder Dan
75 Connie Hawkins The Hawk
76 Corey Brewer Drunken Dribbler
77 Caron Butler Caronimo
78 Udonis Haslem The Udominator
79 Linas Kleiza The Menace
80 Charlie Villenueva Skillanueva
81 Deron Williams The Kingpin
82 Hakim Warrick The Helicopter
83 Chris Paul CP3
84 Vince Carter Vincanity
85 Jason Williams White Chocolate
86 Ray Allen Jesus Shuttlesworth
87 JR Smith The Prodigy
88 Martell Webster The Definition
89 Kirk Hinrich Captain Kirk
90 Channing Frye Buffet of Goodness
91 James Worthy Big Game James
92 Glen Davis Big Baby
93 Brandon Roy The Natural
94 Richard Hamilton RIP
95 Chris Anderson The Birdman
96 Anfernee Hardaway Penny
97 Rafer Alston Skip To My Lou
98 Tracy McGrady T-Mac
99 Stephon Marbury Starbury
100 Harold Minor Baby Jordan

Points of Note:

#5- Sir Charles is probably more well known, but Round Mound of Rebound is just more funny.

#7- The Microwave may be one of the more genius results in a nickname

#14- My wife assures me that "Jazzy Cabbages" is the funniest name on this list

#16- Employee #8 is interesting seeing as opposes Antoine Walker's personality

#17- Chocolate Thunder is only one of great Darryl Dawkins names to pick from

#29- Ron Artest's "Straight Jacket" may be the most fitting name on the list

#42- The only thing Adam Morrison is know for these days...The Stache

#45- How great is "The Ginger Ninja"? South Park good

#52- Most young players get carried away, but I love "Durantula" for Kevin Durant

#59- Agent Zero was a great name, too bad it doesn't apply

#77- Caron Butler may not truly deserve a nickname, but Caronimo is creative

#99- Starbury is just stupid and lazy, and a far cry from the brilliance of Iceman and Chief

#100 Baby Jordan, the only nickname to end a career the second it was uttered

Book Review: Ring of Hell

By Rick Morris

When legendary pro wrestler Chris Benoit brutally massacred his family and then killed himself, many people, myself included, struggled to reconcile what we knew of this man, what we thought we knew and the horror that he ended up perpetrating. It all seemed so contradictory, the details of the different sides so disparate, that so many of us became reconciled to never knowing the full picture about what could have brought this family tragedy to reality. But author Matthew Randazzo V's shocking new book "Ring of Hell: The Story of Chris Benoit & The Fall of the Pro Wrestling Industry" does what I never thought possible: it takes the many seemingly disconnected threads of this man's life and weaves together a coherent whole that leads inexorably and sadly toward the blood-soaked weekend at the Benoit estate last summer.

[SIDE NOTE: I am very proud of my objectivity, and have displayed it here repeatedly by criticizing institutions that I love when justified, such as the Detroit Red Wings and the Cleveland Indians. But when I found out about this book in the last week, I knew that I would feel a need to read it and subsequently review it here and I feared that I could not be fully objective. Years ago, Mr. Randazzo and I used to visit some of the same industry forums, he largely as a poster, me largely as a lurker, but my memories of him were not fond ones. I'll not elaborate except to say that I found his forum persona overbearing and off-putting. In fairness, he was clearly a great and gifted writer and many talented creative types can come off that way. Additionally, as I've tried to familiarize myself with some of his other work this past week, I found some writing that puts his political views at great variance with my own -- and profound political differences have always been a threat to my potential for objectivity. Additionally, any writer who sees another get a book deal before him and does not feel at least a slight twinge probably doesn't have any professional pride. So, given my sometimes-overwrought potential for self-criticism, I was scared that if the book dissatisfied me that I'd be questioning myself about my real reasons for writing a bad review. Fortunately, as the next sentence will indicate, any qualms I had about anything I would write would prove to be badly misguided.]

This book is, quite simply, the best one in the genre of pro wrestling books that dates back almost a full decade.

Randazzo connects the dots in a manner that should perhaps have been more obvious to us, but was not at all. Chris Benoit's professional personality and private demons were not contradictory halves of a disconnected whole. His obsessive dedication to the business, his need to be perfect in his role as a pro grappler: these were SYMPTOMS of his overall crumbling psyche. In short, his madness was in plain sight the whole time, disguised as politeness with fans or hard work in the ring or any of the other aspects of his persona that made him appear to so many of us as the real (with apologies to Curt Hennig) "Mr. Perfect."

The link at the top of this review leads to a column from February in which I reviewed my thoughts at the time of the tragedy. Along with many others in the SportsTalkNetwork.com family, I posted repeatedly the night the murder-suicide was made public and in the days that followed. Chris Benoit was my favorite wrestler. In my column, I reprinted my posts in full even as I noted that they made me cringe by how naive I looked -- but I was grasping for a more full understanding as to how I and so many others were duped into thinking this man was personally as well as professionally great. On our FDH Lounge Internet TV show last summer, we reunited our friends Ryan Ward and Kyle Ross from the legendary smart mark show SUNDAY NIGHT SUBMISSION to help make sense of the matter. We couldn't. I admit that I saw Benoit as a professional role model, a symbol of persistence who proved that you could make it to the top of any industry with an unshakable work ethic. I came to the obvious conclusion that we never really knew him at all, but like everyone else I couldn't reconcile the pieces that didn't seem to fit.

Through his meticulous research, Randazzo managed to put them together. Benoit's entire life was a pathetic journey that led up to that infamous weekend in the Atlanta exurbs. A wiry and introverted Western Canadian boy, he took his first real meaning in life from watching his hero the Dynamite Kid compete in Stampede Wrestling. Kid, whose real name was Tom Billington, was perhaps the greatest technical pro wrestler of all time, and Benoit worshiped him. In ways that would seem funny if they didn't end up being so disturbing, Benoit was almost a precursor to "'Net smart marks" of today like myself with his strong appreciation for workrate. Benoit pumped himself full of steroids and other unhealthy growth substances and chased a pro career that began in the Stampede territory, led to a training stint with New Japan (more on that below) and then a triumphant return to Stampede (where he got to rub elbows with his ultimate hero professionally) before his early '90s tenure in Japan and Mexico led to the ECW/WCW/WWE sequence that defines him in the minds of most fans.

This book contains a plethora of amazing revelations about Benoit and so many of the surrounding characters on his road to infamy. Now, I have been queried by my friend, FDH Lounge Dignitary and SportsTalkNetwork.com President Paul Belfi whether I believe every last story I read in the book. The answer is of course no; this is an industry built on constantly working everyone else at all times, even when there is no apparent advantage to doing so. But I believe the vast majority of them and even the ones that are more questionable do add valuable color.

Case in point: an unnamed source, a WWE wrestler in the company in 1995, told Randazzo that HHH confided in him upon coming into the company, "I don't care what I have to do, but I'm going to run this place." Cue the "Mwhahahahahahaahaha" and twirling of villainous handlebar mustache. I don't blame Randazzo at all for putting this story in the book, but I'm dubious that he was told the truth. HHH was coming off a lower-middle-card stint in WCW and was in all likelihood just happy to have a better job at the time. The notion that he could have been Machiavellian and prescient enough to know then that he'd end up one day with the keys to the kingdom? Believe it if you want to.

But again, I do believe the vast majority of the stories in the book and there is an equal mix of on-the-record and off-the-record quotes in there. I've read some online reviews that objected to his use of materials such as shoot interview tapes for sourcing, but I have no problem with that as they are quotes on the public record.

I want to provide some flavor of what's in the book without giving away anything that might be deemed excessive by the lawyers over at Phoenix Books, so here's a list of generalities in terms of the most sensational materials:

^ Vince McMahon's 2004 mandate about the minimum size of new wrestlers being hired
^ The unparalleled con job Fidel Castro pulled on Antonio Inoki -- it's beyond anything you could imagine
^ What the Dynamite Kid did to his opponents while they were blading themselves
^ What the Dynamite Kid did right before his own wedding
^ How Stampede wrestlers might "rib" each other -- I'd call it committing felonies, personally
^ The hazing techniques of the New Japan dojo: banana rape, golden showers and drinking your own, uh, fluids, among others
^ The mob contract that drove the British Bulldogs out of the WWF
^ Horrible one-sided WWF contracts
^ The yakuza's methods of dealing with Big Van Vader
^ Ole Anderson's "scientific method" for proving Benoit was too small to make it in wrestling
^ Benoit's psychological pain about the incident that gave him the "Crippler" nickname
^ More legendary Paul Heyman con jobs
^ The never-told-before details on how Kevin Sullivan inadvertently sabotaged his own marriage with a storyline -- what's on the public record is only the tip of the iceberg
^ Sullivan's other behind-the-scenes shenanigans
^ Nancy Benoit's own oddities
^ Two incidents between Scott Hall and Benoit that were remarkable
^ Ric Flair and Arn Anderson road stories
^ The never-before-told story about the equipment that failed Owen Hart in Kansas City that tragic night -- and why it did
^ Vince Russo's aborted kid-toucher storyline
^ How Benoit would have mutilated himself on live television had WCW not released him in 2000
^ The extent to which the Radicalz screwed Shane Douglas
^ How the McMahons don't even let funerals get in the way of conducting business
^ The rib on Billy Jack Haynes that almost led to him murdering Vince McMahon
^ What led Scott Hall to think McMahon was the devil incarnate
^ Chyna and Eddy Guerrero -- why two drug abusers working together might have deepened both addictions
^ More behind-the-scenes anecdotes about Vince, Stephanie, HHH and their toadies than you can shake a stick at -- including stories of racism far beyond what got Michael Hayes recently suspended
^ Writer Dave Lagana's alleged sexual harassment of male and female wrestlers
^ How Benoit willingly kept wrestling, in reckless style no less, on a broken neck in 2001
^ Benoit's sense of torture at being on the sidelines due to injury in 2001-2002
^ How only top stars in WWE are allowed to use company trainers and physical therapists
^ Benoit's ultimate moment of triumph in 2004 -- undermined from the outset
^ Benoit's psychological collapse at the time of Eddy's passing
^ Nancy Benoit's "paper trail" -- the manner in which she chronicled through various means her husband's mental deterioration
^ How Vince's version of the Benoit tribute show was the result of him being boxed in by his own ego -- he felt that he had to proceed a certain route based on "the show goes on" with the Owen tragedy and the fact that he destroyed the "standard tribute show" in the "Vince got murdered" storyline
^ Evidence that Benoit was clutching at straws that God would somehow bring his son back to life before he hung himself from his weight bench
^ The chronology of the final tragic weekend

Some online reviews I've read find Randazzo's writing style to be distracting at best and counterproductive at worst. It's a matter of personal taste, so I'm not going to pronounce anyone wrong for their opinion, but I disagree. Randazzo has a strong and distinctive pattern of writing and it shows up constantly (i.e. touches such as referring to Benoit and Bret Hart in their WCW days as "deranged marks" and wondering, since Benoit apparently killed his son with his finishing maneuver, the Crippler Crossface, "did Benoit hear Jim Ross announcing in the background?"). The tone is absurd at times, but I feel that it matches the material perfectly. Again, others may disagree.

As a big follower of the Four Horsemen, I admit that I'd like to have seen the material on Benoit's tenure with the group in WCW fleshed out a bit more. Somebody like Mongo McMichael would have been a most unlikely character for Benoit to rub elbows with; the Horsemen aspect of the WCW stay is probably the weakest part of the book, but as you can tell from everything else I've noted, everything else more than makes up for it.

I appreciate also that Randazzo, while laying deserved blame mostly at the feet of Benoit (with the rest divided up among odious creatures like McMahon), does not take cheap shots at the fans at the very end for continuing to enjoy the spectacle of wrestling. Writer Irvin Muchnick has also provided outstanding coverage of the Benoit story, but he ends up with a judgmental "how can you fans still watch this without feeling the blood on your hands?" point of view that is aggravating. Randazzo lets us draw our own conclusions about how we should let these revelations color our enjoyment of the industry.

To sum up: were it not for fact that pro wrestling is the redheaded stepchild of American society, Randazzo would likely be up for a Pulitzer Prize for the journalism contained in this book. It's the most honest book ever written about the business, surpassing tomes penned by those in the industry because he's not holding anything back to protect himself or others. This book sets a new standard for exposing the truth about pro wrestling, one that may never be topped and certainly won't be anytime soon.

NFL LA solution: SoCal Chargers

By Rick Morris

Never let it be said that I'm not a generous man. In the headline to this column, I just furnished, for free, the answer to one of the most pressing problems facing a multi-billion dollar conglomerate in the NFL. You're welcome, Commissioner Goodell.

Let's face it: it's a huge embarrassment for the NFL, which is admittedly the king of all American sports circuits, to have gone what will be a decade and a half without a franchise in the second-largest media market in the country. Sure, LA sports fans are spoiled and generally indifferent and lacking in any passion whatsoever. But it's no excuse for the league not to have a presence there. The freaking NHL has found a way to make two teams work in the LA-and-greater-environs territory; the NFL can't manage one?

In the continued freakish grasping for an answer, no matter how nonsensical, the league is apparently now willing to entertain the notion that the answer to the 49'ers' stadium issues lies in the southern half of the state. That is absolutely insane. The team is too ingrained in the NoCal market to entertain such a move. While neither team from the area should move, at least if the Raiders return south, they've got a heritage of sorts in the area.

But again, neither team should move south. Nor should any team move west to LA. The answer lies in having one team move north -- but not all the way north.

The Chargers.

San Diego is having its own issues regarding stadium needs. Back in the AFL days, the team actually played up north and was first known as the Los Angeles Chargers. So there's a heritage here, however distant.

Oceanside has been mentioned as a possibility, although talks fell apart. They collapsed purely because they were conducted in the where-are-the-Chargers-going-to-play vacuum. Connect these talks to the issue of how to solve the LA situation, involve the full might of the NFL to find a resolution and the situation is drastically different.

Why?

Oceanside is located roughly halfway between San Diego and Los Angeles. Plant the team in the area, give it an official shared identity for the Los Angeles/Anaheim/San Diego markets and boom, situation solved. If Oceanside still proves to be too tough of a nut to crack, try some other possibilities in the immediate area, Carlsbad, San Clemente, etc.

But the bottom line remains the same: two birds can be killed with one stone here. Find a feasible city roughly halfway between Los Angeles and San Diego on Interstate 5 and solve the LA and San Diego dilemmas with one fell swoop.

Drawing conclusions from an evil act

By Rick Morris

Recently, my hometown newspaper, the Cleveland Plain Dealer, ran a series that is justifiably drawing nationwide acclaim. Film critic Joanna Connors produced a very raw, in-depth account about having been raped in 1984. Prior to the last year, she had not been publicly identified as a rape victim, but she came to decide that she could both put the incident behind her and help others by telling the tale in this manner.

Here is a video in which Connors explains the series and what happened to her:

Beyond Rape: a survivor's journey


Here is the outstanding story, one that should earn Connors a Pulitzer for the outstanding journalism as well as courage demonstrated.

As is generally the case when something very revealing is made public about someone, in this case how Connors handled her situation with great dignity, you learn a lot more about them. I can certainly say that she is the kind of person that you respect more the more you learn about her. Like many people in the Northeast Ohio area, I’ve had my fair share of issues with the Plain Dealer over the years and I don’t always have the warmest attitude toward film critics in the first place. My tastes are generally far more populist than theirs; rarely will you find a film critic who will ever say much nice about some of my favorites like Adam Sandler or (back in the day) John Candy. Now that’s not to say that I don’t ever have an appreciation for anything more highbrow, but my interests don’t often coincide with those of a film critic. I mention this to indicate how incomplete an understanding I had of this woman previously, as it is impossible to glean a person’s bravery from reading their movie reviews. She has told a tremendous story that actually ends up being inspiring because of her perseverance in finding answers and I would look forward to discussing that story with her either on the blog here or our FDH Lounge Internet TV show. I will be extending an invitation to try to make either one happen.

My general suspicion that she has a different worldview from mine did prove to be true, however, and the way that people like me think versus the way that people like her think is actually critical to the story – much more than she is aware, by the way.

The story begins when Connors recounts the day of the rape in the summer of 1984. At the time, she was the Plain Dealer theatre critic and she drove in the early evening to the campus of Case Western Reserve University to gather material for a column. She was lured backstage on an innocent pretext by the man who would rape her, David Francis. He was a black man, a detail that becomes central to the reporting of her story for reasons that will become apparent as you read more. The story itself is difficult and upsetting to read, but recounted in a courageous and straightforward manner. From reading the story, you get the sense that she would not have described herself as brave at the time, which is understandable, but she worked to put Francis away. I think any honest person would describe that as bravery.

She speaks in terms of trying to prevent this horrible crime from happening to anyone else, and she mentions her daughter as a specific example. Purely in that context, I decided to offer my own critique about some of the circumstances surrounding what happened because as I mentioned, I drew a few conclusions that she either would not agree with or did not occur to her. I agree that this is one of the worst crimes that can be perpetrated and it’s unfortunate for men as a whole to be tarred by sickos like David Francis.

To begin with, Connors and I have wildly different backgrounds, at least from a social science perspective. She grew up surrounded by, and partaking in, what she herself described as the “knee-jerk suburban white liberalism” of Evanston, IL. I grew up in a city not at all noted for racial progressivism, Parma, OH. During America’s defining hour in terms of civil rights back in the 1960s, Parma was led by a mayor notoriously unfriendly to blacks. It was the case then, and remains the case now, that a large elderly component of the city raised in a more primitive time shared that mayor’s fear of blacks. Court-mandated efforts toward integration have since broadened the city’s ethnicity, while doing little to dispel the public image of Parma [Side note: should it not be considered more insulting that the courts are of the belief that racial integration comes by building low-income housing stock? To me, that unfairly and inaccurately assumes that blacks cannot afford the existing middle-class housing stock]. The net effect is that so many people from Greater Cleveland assume that all residents of Parma are racists (I learned the depths of this assumption firsthand at college; I attended Ohio University, which had a large Greater Cleveland contingent, and I can’t tell you how many people seemed like they were ready to fit me for a white sheet merely upon learning that I came from Parma). This is particularly the case if you don’t meet the standards of today’s progressivism, as opposed to that of 1964; like a great many people who came from Parma, I think the 1964 Civil Rights Act was an outstanding piece of legislation to remedy gigantic historic wrongs (although that was well before my time), but I support it in the initial context that did not lead to quotas. Like many from Parma, and from a great many other areas, I’m in favor of eliminating discrimination but not moving beyond that color-blind standard. That separates me from the people of Evanston, who seem by Connors’ description to subscribe to “white guilt” (my words, not hers) that is fairly foreign to people from Parma, who by and large don’t feel guilt for anything that they themselves have not perpetrated.

The gulf in our racial perspectives manifests itself in a sentence very early in her story, one that appears several paragraphs before the rape even occurs. She describes her ride from downtown to her destination near University Circle, which crossed several poor, high-crime neighborhoods

“Rush hour had begun, the daily exodus of workers leaving the city for the suburbs, hurrying through the ‘bad’ areas. You could almost hear the steady beat of car locks clicking at East 55th Street, the percussive soundtrack to Cleveland’s racial divide.”

I read that passage and two thoughts come to mind. Because of the respect I have for Ms. Connors, what she’s been through, and the bravery she’s shown, I’ll show the respect not to patronize her.

  1. My instinct when I read that passage is that she’s thinking, subliminally or otherwise, that good progressive folks like her from places like Evanston, IL don’t click their car locks out of the same sense of primitive fear as, say, people from Parma, OH. I’ll grant you that might be defensiveness on my part about the aforementioned assumptions people have made about me based on the geography of my upbringing.
  1. I wonder if it’s ever occurred to her that while white people undeniably click their car locks when going through areas in “the hood,” black people do so as well. Are there not a great many blacks fearful of crime and wanting to protect themselves? Additionally, by definition, none of them would be inhibited by the syndrome of “white guilt” that might keep them from locking the door. Why does the clicking of car locks automatically sound like white fear?

To me, it’s interesting that she mentions East 55th Street specifically, because I once worked with someone who suffered a smash-and-grab there – in traffic, no less. Somebody came up to her car when she was stopped at an intersection, broke her windshield, reached in, took her briefcase, and went on their merry way. So having heard that, I can understand why that area of town might unnerve people. Crime on East 55th Street isn’t just an abstract concept when somebody has told you a story like that.

Additionally, while in an ostensibly safer area, Public Square in downtown Cleveland, I was chased by a group of black youths into traffic as they sought to mug me while I was waiting for a bus. I certainly don’t associate their actions with that of an entire race, and the same statistics that highlight disproportionate minority crime numbers also demonstrate that the vast majority of that population is law-abiding, but in light of another point Connors makes, I find our respective perspectives to be interesting again.

Connors mentions later in her account that she was upset enough about the fact that she developed a fear of young black males to mention it to her therapist. Quite reasonably, the therapist asked her if there were ever circumstances where she ever feared young white males, Connors answered “yes,” and the therapist was able to hone in on what looks to be more white guilt in terms of her reaction.

There are young black (and Latino) males who imitate the dress and mannerism of gangbangers who I see who cause me trepidation. There are also whites about whom I could say the same, whether they are those who imitate the dress and mannerisms of biker gang members or skinheads. Personally, I don’t feel any guilt about fear that is probably quite rational. To me, if you’re not communicating suspicion of others in a rude, overt manner, you need not be ashamed for putting personal safety first.

Connors’ exchange with her therapist puts me in mind of a passage from David Horowitz’s excellent book “Destructive Generation” about the failings of his fellow 1960s radicals. A San Francisco lawyer plagued with white guilt started working for the Black Panthers, defending them ardently against all crimes and refusing to believe anything negative about them. She would have considered any criticism against them to be inherently racist. Authorities subsequently found her body in the Bay after the Panthers subsequently decided they were done with her. At least she could say that she was pure enough to never fear anyone different from her! Well, moral purity never comes cheap, does it?

Connors’ sense of guilt – not the traditional irrational guilt that rape victims suffer, but the pre-existing guilt about having the advantages of a white person in America – manifests itself again in her evaluation of the additional differences that economic class distinctions add to the argument. Part of her research for her story took her to poor and disadvantaged areas in an attempt to understand the circumstances that hatch monsters like David Francis. I find myself in complete agreement with Connors’ husband’s sentiment that Francis was a monster for whom there could be no sense of understanding because the same unfortunate circumstances had not similarly corrupted everyone. Connors found her husband’s gut-level feeling too primitive. I do not criticize her journey, because she found healing and comfort in the kindness of people like the sister of her rapist and other folks she met along the way. If anything, the positives she took from meeting these people help prove that everything, no matter how twisted and dire, does happen for a reason.

But I do believe that her sympathy for everyone less advantaged than her did get the better of her on one occasion. During Francis’ trial, some of his key alibi witnesses, who were lying for him, were welfare cheats. Connors doesn’t use that term, because she no doubt would find it too harsh, but inasmuch as they were demonstrably breaking welfare rules (by falsifying information about live-in boyfriends), I’ll gladly call them that. When her lawyer informed them that he could discredit these witnesses on the stand by calling their legal standing into disrepute, she stated, “I did not want to win that way.”

Think about that for a moment.

She did not want to get welfare cheats, who were lying to help keep her rapist out on the streets, in any trouble.

Well, she’s a better person than me, I suppose. Or perhaps more naïve. I’ll leave that judgment to others.

Fortunately, David Francis was put away anyway and subsequently died behind bars in 2000. Part of her well-chronicled journey included going to the prisons he inhabited and ultimately, the prison graveyard where his bones were buried. She only learned of his passing in the last year when she began her quest to gain more understanding about all aspects of this tragedy.

As I mentioned, I respect Joanna Connors greatly after reading her story and having a full understanding of her immense character for the first time. It is in that spirit that I offer my thoughts and attempt to contribute to the public understanding on this matter and why I chose not to condescend to her by pulling any punches about what I perceive from my standpoint to be flawed views about race on her part. I believe strongly that if she is trying to communicate a strong rape-prevention message to her daughter or to others that she should emphasize that fear can sometimes be a strong manifestation of common sense. Now, demonstrating that discomfort in an overt manner is rude (and can be quite counterproductive if you’re dealing with the kind of people you suspect them to be) and should be avoided, but acting on the impulses your antennae send you is very smart indeed. Whether it be locking your car door in a high-crime area or avoiding strange young men after dark, simple crime prevention should never be confused with knee-jerk racism. Confusing the two can have dangerous consequences indeed.


2008 NBA Draft Top 99 prospects

By Rick Morris

FDH Enterprises Senior Editor Jason Jones has released his Top 99 prospects for the upcoming NBA Draft. We are pleased to unveil them here, and we'll update this as he deems necessary leading into the June 26 event.

1 Michael Beasley PF 6'10, 235 Kansas St
2 Derrick Rose PG 6'3, 205 Memphis
3 O.J. Mayo PG/SG 6'4, 195 USC
4 Jerryd Bayless PG 6'3, 190 Arizona
5 Eric Gordon SG 6'4, 215 Indiana
6 Brook Lopez C 7'0, 260 Stanford
7 Anthony Randolph PF 6'11, 220 LSU
8 Kevin Love PF 6'10, 275 UCLA
9 D.J. Augustine PG 6'0, 180 Texas
10 Danilo Gallinari SF 6'9, 212 Italy
11 DeAndre Jordan C 7'0, 255 Texas A&M
12 Russell Westbrook PG 6'3, 189 UCLA
13 Kosta Koufos PF/C 7'0, 265 Ohio St
14 Nicolas Batum SF 6'8, 210 France
15 Brandon Rush SG 6'7, 205 Kansas
16 Chris Douglas-Roberts SG 6'6, 195 Memphis
17 Darrell Arthur PF 6'10, 225 Kansas
18 Marreese Speights C 6'10, 245 Florida
19 Roy Hibbert C 7'2, 275 Georgetown
20 Ty Lawson PG 5'11, 195 UNC
21 Chase Budinger SG 6'7, 205 Arizona
22 Mario Chalmers PG 6'2, 170 Kansas
23 JaVale McGee C 7'0, 237 Nevada
24 Bill Walker SF 6'6, 235 Kansas St
25 D.J. White PF 6'9, 240 Indiana
26 Wayne Ellington SG 6'5, 175 UNC
27 Donte Greene SF 6'10, 225 Syracuse
28 Joe Alexander SF 6'8, 220 West Virginia
29 J.J. Hickerson PF 6'9, 240 N.C. State
30 Serge Ibaka PF 6'10, 220 Congo
31 Jason Thompson PF 6'11, 250 Rider
32 Nathan Jawai PF 6'10, 270 Australia
33 Courtney Lee SG 6'5, 200 W. Kentucky
34 Ante Tomic C 7'2, 237 Croatia
35 Trent Plaisted C 6'11, 245 BYU
36 Richard Hendrix PF 6'9, 260 Alabama
37 Alexis Ajinca PF 7'1, 240 France
38 Robin Lopez C 7'0, 245 Stanford
39 Davon Jefferson SF 6'8, 215 USC
40 J.R. Giddens SG 6'5, 200 New Mexico
41 Joey Dorsey PF 6'9, 260 Memphis
42 Luc Richard Mbah a Moute SF 6'7, 215 UCLA
43 Robert Dozier SF 6'9, 215 Memphis
44 Chris Lofton SG 6'2, 197 Tennessee
45 John Riek C 7'2, 230 Prep School
46 Shan Foster SG 6'6, 205 Vanderbilt
47 Victor Claver SF 6'11, 217 Spain
48 DeVon Hardin C 6'11, 250 Cal
49 Tyrone Brazelton PG 6'0, 180 W. Kentucky
50 Keith Brumbaugh SF 6'10, 215 Hillsborough C.C.
51 Omri Casspi SF 6'7, 206 Israel
52 Giorgi Shermadini C 7'0, 250 Georgia
53 Jamont Gordon SG 6'4, 225 Mississippi St
54 Omer Asik C 6'11, 230 Turkey
55 Rodrique Beaubois PG 6'2, 170 France
56 Malik Hairston SG 6'6, 200 Oregon
57 Danny Green SF 6'5, 224 UNC
58 Nikola Pekovic C 6'11, 245 Serbia
59 James Gist PF 6'9, 235 Maryland
60 Josh Shipp SG 6'5, 200 UCLA
61 Lester Hudson SG 6'3, 190 Tennessee Martin
62 David Padgett C 6'11, 230 Louisville
63 Richard Roby SG 6'5, 210 Colorado
64 Nando De Colo PG 6'5, 185 France
65 Kyle Weaver SG 6'6, 185 Washington St
66 Pat Calathes SF 6'10, 210 St. Joseph's
67 C.J. Giles C 6'11, 235 Oregon St
68 Goran Dragic PG 6'4, 200 Slovenia
69 Ryan Anderson PF 6'10, 225 Cal
70 Bryce Taylor SG 6'5, 205 Oregon
71 Sasha Kaun C 6'11, 250 Kansas
72 Ronald Steele PG 6'2, 185 Alabama
73 Alonzo Gee SG 6'6, 230 Alabama
74 Rudy Mbemba PG 6'0, 186 Sweden
75 Robert Vaden SG 6'5, 225 UAB
76 Semih Erden C 7'1, 240 Turkey
77 Darnell Jackson PF 6'8, 250 Kansas
78 Joe Ingles SF 6'8, 200 Australia
79 Jeremy Pargo PG 6'2, 220 Gonzaga
80 Aleks Maric C 6'11, 270 Nebraska
81 Jerel McNeal SG 6'3, 200 Marquette
82 Stefon Jackson SG 6'5, 185 UTEP
83 Mantas Kalnietis PG 6'5, 194 Lithuania
84 Antonio Anderson SG 6'6, 210 Memphis
85 Luc Louves SF 6'9, 200 France
86 Anton Ponkrashov PG 6'8, 215 Russia
87 DeMarre Carroll PF 6'8, 235 Missouri
88 George Hill PG 6'2, 180 Indianapolis
89 Kentrell Gransberry PF 6'9, 270 S. Florida
90 Peja Samaradziski C 7'1, 255 Macedonia
91 Josh Duncan SF 6'8, 225 Xavier
92 Mickell Gladness PF 6'11, 205 Alabama A&M
93 Will Daniels SF 6'8, 225 Rhode Island
94 Shawn James PF 6'10, 225 Duquesne
95 Vladimir Gulubovic PF 7'0, 260 Serbia
96 Charles Rhodes PF 6'8, 245 Mississippi St
97 Gary Forbes SF 6'7, 220 Umass
98 Uros Tripkovic SG 6'5, 190 Serbia
99 Derrick Caracter PF 6'9, 286 Louisville

Kimbo Slices dude's ear

By Rick Morris

I missed most of the EliteXC debut on CBS Saturday night (which was breathlessly stated repeatedly by the announcers to be the first MMA card on network prime time -- OK ,we get it already!), catching only bits and pieces prior to the main event because it was going head to head with Game Four of the Stanley Cup Finals. As someone who's only begun to follow mixed martial arts in the past few years, I was interested in the spectacle and really intrigued especially to see how the main event would unfold and I was glad that it came on after the hockey game was done.

Internet sensation Kimbo Slice, perhaps the most polarizing man in the sport, was the man around whom this broadcast was being built. Scoffed at by many UFC superstars and fight purists as an overhyped junkyard brawler, Slice was under the microscope like never before when he stepped in to the ring to face veteran James Thompson.

I would guess strongly that the fight unfolded in a manner that few expected. With confidence bolstered by his training with MMA legend Bas Rutten, Kimbo willingly got on the mat and mixed it up to fairly mediocre results. He almost got choked out at one point and he subsequently almost choked out Thompson, but could not. When on his feet, Slice had some good sequences with punches, but was not able to land a finisher through the first two rounds. To make a long story short, there were a lot of near-misses on both sides through the first two rounds in terms of ending the fight, so that did lead to a certain level of excitement. You could just feel the CBS executives soiling their underwear in fear as Kimbo neared the precipice a few times inasmuch as they staked so much of this venture on his perceived invincibility.

Early in Round Three, Kimbo came out firing and landed a few blows to Thompson's head. One of them ripped his cauliflower ear wide open, causing a gusher of blood. I've frankly never seen anything quite like that; the way that the ear almost seemed to explode with blood and some kind of freaky substance. Don't watch this clip on a full stomach.

Play-by-play announcer Gus Johnson strongly questioned the stoppage, and it may have been somewhat premature, but one wonders how much longer Thompson could have gone on with a freaking bloody alien popping out of the left side of his head.

On CBSSports.com, the event was panned as something of a disappointment in a tribute to the intellectual honesty of the network. Of course, this sets up a rematch scenario with Thompson, which works to their benefit. All in all, while the overall card did not live up to the hype based on all reports I've seen, by Kimbo surviving, EliteXC on CBS at least lives to fight another day. Everyone involved better hope that Rutten can continue to help him become a legitimate all-around fighter if this venture is to have any legs, though.