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By: Sunday Smattering at Heard in the Cheap Seats

Sunday Smattering at Heard in the Cheap Seats — Sun, 08 Jun 2008 14:42:11 +0000

[...] Tempers Flare in Beantown: On a night when the Celtics were supposed to have the limelight all to themselves, the Red Sox stole a bit of the city’s attention with two separate incidents. First, Coco Crisp charged the mound after being plunked by James Shields. Most baseball brawl prove rather uneventful with a whole of shoving but not much fighting. This one was a bit different. Shields, instead of backing off the mound and praying for the hasty arrival of his catcher, took three steps toward Coco and attempted to deliver a haymaker. With boxing in his lineage, Coco adeptly dodged the punch and then succumbed to the pile of Rays’ players that went after him. Later in the game, Manny and Kevin Youkilis had a small dust up. Maybe Yuk reads Heard in the Cheap Seats and read my call to action from last week? [...]

By: Chris Iafolla

Chris Iafolla — Sun, 01 Jun 2008 21:15:48 +0000

Wow, talk about a sports fan’s dream. Great story, thanks for sharing it here.

By: CGabriel

CGabriel — Sun, 01 Jun 2008 16:15:31 +0000

When I think of the Lakers, I forever go back to 1980. I was living in Los Angeles at the time after finishing school at USC. Back in Philadelphia where my family lived, the city was gearing up for Game 6 of Lakers-Sixers. My folks had season tickets at the Spectrum and as something of a birthday gift, they flew me out. Back then, there really weren’t team charters, as such. So on my United flight: The Lakers, their entire front office and most of the Southern California media. The willingness of many of the Lakers to chat with me was a great surprise but spoke volumes about that team. They were as relaxed as they were great.

The Spectrum rocked that evening unlike anything I had heard this side of the Madhouse on Madison Street, Chicago Stadium. But it made no difference is the 18,000-plus couldn’t account for the brilliance of Magic.

Flying home…again, the Lakers, the front office and the media were on my flight. Go figure. When we arrived back in L.A., the door opened and limping through it was Kareem. The whole adventure to-and-from Philly adventure bordered on surreal.