Archive: December, 2006
Lose yourself in the links, forage among the favorites, comandeer the conversation. I'm off duty.
Enrico Campitelli Jr. has bought only one sports jersey in his adult years. It's red, white and blue, with Philly on the front and Allen Iverson's No. 3 on the back. He never wears it outside; it hangs in his closet. But he writes that he's a better Philadelphian for having it there:
I never thought trading Allen Iverson would make me feel so emotional. When I think about my love for Philadelphia sports, there are two guys that immediately come to the front of my mind: Allen Iverson and Donovan McNabb. Sure I have memories of my dad taking me to watch Sir Charles and The Doctor, but it was Allen Iverson whose entire career as a Sixer I followed from start to finish.
I was 15 in 1996 as I watched Pat Croce go nuts at the NBA Draft Lottery show when the Sixers found out they'd get the rights to draft the scrappy guard out of Georgetown. The Sixers drafted Allen Iverson with the first pick, and my hope in a championship coming to Philly was fueled by the lightning quick skills of the barely six footer. Basketball was my first love back then, and The Answer was wearing a Philadelphia uniform. A.I. gave me hope.
Maybe you saw this brief over the weekend:
A man who escaped police custody Saturday night was soon at Einstein Hospital in critical condition after being hit by a car. The accident happened around 7 p.m. at Broad and Champlost streets in Philadelphias Fern Rock section. Police said the 20-year-old man jumped from a second-story window at the 35th police district. Then, he ran into the street and a car hit him.
The back-story is right out of "Hill Street Blues."
Hollywood Today contends that the whole unknown-who-convinces-a-studio-to-let-him-star-in-his-own-screenplay story was just that - a story, cooked up by spinners and served by Stallone, himself.
Accounts of the day had Stallone walking into United Artists with his hand-written script and not giving up until they agreed to let him play Rocky. Studio heads told that tale. Stallone, himself, told it while doing press for the 1976 Oscar winner.
"Now that was an absolutely enjoyable football game to watch," writes Enrico at the AOL Fan House.
After five lead changes and one tie, the Eagles punched 14 unanswered points onto the scoreboard to beat the N. Y. Giants at the Meadowlands, grabbing both revenge and command of the Wild Card race.
Time Magazine picks YOU as the Person of the Year -- the podcasting, social-networking, YouTubing masses.
Captain's Quarters calls it a suck-up choice.
Jeff Jarvis asks, What took Time so long?
Ahmet Ertegun, visionary co-founder of Atlantic Records, died yesterday. He was 83. He'd been in a coma since falling backstage at the Beacon Theater in October, when the Rolling Stones were playing Bill Clinton's 60th birthday party.
Son of a Turkish diplomat, Ertegun helped shaped the careers of Ray Charles, Otis Redding, John Coltrane, Led Zeppelin. He added Young to Crosby Stills & Nash. He took a gospel singer and turned her into the Queen of Soul.
From the L.A. Times obit: