Greatest Football Day In My Life

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Which means, of course, that I really had no high school football glory to fall back upon.

That said, when you button-hole a stone-dead 40 yard field goal – with 1982 NFL MVP Mark Friggin’ Mosely HOLDING for you?

Yeah, I can die a contented Redskins football nerd now.

My deep thanks to everybody at ESPN980 who took my HUMBLE idea many years ago to organize an “adult punt-pass-and-kick” contest and turned it into… well… THIS!

The devil is always in the details, and program director Chuck Sapienza along with promotions dynamos Rachel Northridge and Ilana Avergun deserve full marks for nailing it. Everything was spot perfect. From the t-shirts, to the combine numbers, to dutiful recording of everyone’s distance, jumps, and times.

They came, they dreamed, they ran, they (shanked), they ate (thanks Urban BBQ!) and then toured Redskins Park.

What a day!

For the record…..

Czabe 40 Dash Time: 5.82
Czabe Vertical Jump: 24 inches
Czabe FG: 40 yards (square toe shoe)
Czabe long throw: 42 yards
Czabe Redskins “Wonderlick”: Did not take

Scott Linn and Solly did not participate in most drills, nor did Murray (who was on the air at the time). Here are the only results from them.

Solly Vertical Jump: 31 inches
Scotty long throw: 50 yards.

Here are some pics, all of them courtesy of Jack Hartzman and David Hartzman Photography.

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“Who Do You Love…”

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A wonderful production piece and writing from Wright Thompson of ESPN before the USA lost to Belgium in the World Cup.

I’m a sucker for these little vingnettes. Enjoy. And kudos to the imagery and production value.

God bless ‘MURICA!

Not Feeling The Love

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love_picCall me an idiot, but I would not trade Andrew Wiggins for Kevin Love if I were the Cleveland Cavaliers.

But I seem to be in the minority.

This is not to dismiss Love’s undeniably juicy package of skills. He’s a 6-11 deadeye shooter, who can also gobble up rebounds in bulk and operate in the post with his back to the basket. He would be on paper, and in person, a perfect compliment to LeBron and Kyrie Irving for a new “big three.”

He’ll also be very expensive. Which is why I think keeping Wiggins makes even more sense.

You bring in Love, you are quickly starting to tap-out on max deals. Irving already has his. He’s an $18 million player for the next five years. $18 million!

I mean, he’s good, but not that good. Not within a mere $4 million per year of LeBron James, good. But this is how the NBA now works. You max guys out, just to keep them and see “more of the movie.”

So Love is going to want, deserve, and get a max deal of his own.

Which means Cleveland would look alot like Miami where James just left. Only younger. Still, that’s 3 guys costing $60M between them. Didn’t the Spurs prove that you need a full TEAM of guys to win?

Plus, what if Wiggins is good? Like, insanely good? There seems to be a trend of dismissing the #1/#1 pick in the NBA draft like it’s total crap shoot. It’s not if you properly analyze the caliber of players who enter the draft in a given year.

Nobody thought last year Anthony Bennett was going to be a franchise player. He was just deemed the “least bad choice” in a year that saw perennial under-achiever Alex Len of non-NCAA entrant Maryland as the 5th best player available.


But look at this class. A deep blue pool of blue-chippers, led by the NBA-ready Wiggins, born of NBA pedigree.

Dude. KEEP that guy. See what happens. What if he’s as good as Durant or Kobe, or… dare I say it… LeBron?

Best of all, Wiggins will only cost $5 million per season for the first three years, thanks to the rookie wage scale. If he’s a cornerstone player in this league (like John Wall, Blake Griffin or Derrick Rose – all #1/#1′s themselves) then not only are you getting massive production per dollar, but you might just be able to keep him for the next 10 years.

Look, I’m no NBA fanatic like Bill Simmons. So maybe I’m an idiot and Wiggins-for-Love is the easiest no-brainer for the Cavaliers since putting somebody else besides Craig Ehlo on Jordan for the final shot in 1989.

But then again, if it was such a no-brainer, why hasn’t it happened already?


Here’s a fascinating angle/raw feed of the Jordan shot over Ehlo that I have never seen before. Enjoy both the “slim” James Brown (CBS did basketball!? Yes, they did…) and the homeriffic Chicago “reporter” who was screaming “you stuck it, Michael, you stuck it!” (#idiot)

Donald Sterling’s Col. Jessup Moment

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If you were Shelly Sterling’s attorneys you had to be fist pumping under the counsel table when the cantankerous old man finally broke on the stand this week.

Donald Sterling denounced his wife, her lawyers and the NBA from the witness stand Wednesday, saying he would never sell the Los Angeles Clippers and vowing a lifetime of lawsuits against the league.

“Make no mistake today,” Sterling shouted toward the end of his second day of testimony in the trial to determine his wife’s right to make a $2 billion deal to sell the Clippers, “I will never, ever sell this team and until I die I will be suing the NBA for this terrible violation under antitrust.”

He was followed to the stand by wife Shelly, who tried to approach him in the front row of the courtroom after she was done for the day.

“Get away from me, you pig!” Sterling shouted.

The judge then admonished him to make no further comments

Boom. Roasted.

If you were looking for a “no further questions” moment to prove Sterling is “Full Mashugana” then this is it.

A real Col. Nathan Jessup moment.

Only he didn’t quite deliver the rant the way I wished. Here’s how it should have come down…

Kaffee: Mr. Sterling, did you authorize Shelly Sterling to sell the Clippers?
Judge: You don’t have to answer that question!
Jessup: I’ll answer the question. You want answers?
Kaffee: I think I’m entitled!
Jessup: You want answers?!
Kaffee: I want the truth!
Jessup: You can’t handle the truth! Son, we live in a world that has baskets…. 10 feet high… and those baskets have to be guarded by large black men with muscles. Who’s gonna do it? You? You, Lieutenant Weinberg? I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for Magic Johnson and you curse the Collective Bargaining Agreement. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know, that skanks like V. Stiviano, while tragic, keep this league going. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, pays the bills! You don’t want the truth, because deep down in places you don’t talk about at parties, you want me owning a team. You need me owning a team. We use words like “stretch 4″, “mid-level exception”, and “score the basketball”. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent making kids from the projects multi-millionaires. You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very highlight reel of dunks that I provide, and then questions the manner in which I provide it! I would rather you just said “thank you”, and went on your way. Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a basketball, and jack up a three. Either way, I don’t give a damn what you think you are entitled to!
Kaffee: Did you order Shelly to sell the Clippers!
Jessup: I did the job that—-
Kaffee: Did you order Shelly to sell the team?!!

Penalty Kick Science: Basically, Impossible to Stop

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After watching this breakdown, it’s a damn miracle anybody ever stops a PK at the World Cup level.


“Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life.”
- Confucious


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Patrick Beverly throws down a SICK dunk between Bosh and “The Birdman.”