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Caddie, the 007-Iron, Please
At the British Masters last week, the communications company One2One asked golfers to name the person with whom they would most like to have a conversation. Colin Montgomerie's reply? Bond. James Bond. "Although only fictional," said Montgomerie, "he's a role model for anyone who aspires to traveling the world in fast cars and planes." We're stirred, if not exactly shaken, by that response.
Wrong in the Long Run
NFL Films has declared Garrison Hearst's 96-yard touchdown ramble on Sept. 6 the "greatest run ever." Senior writer Paul Zimmerman doesn't exactly agree.
Hearst's run, which gave the San Francisco 49ers a 36-30 overtime win against the New York Jets, displaced, in the mind of NFL Films president Steve Sabol, the game-winning 49-yarder by the Niners' Steve Young against the Minnesota Vikings 10 years ago. Yes, I know that, by merely discussing Sabol's proclamation, I'm giving it legitimacy. But as a football historian, I'm outraged on a number of levels.
Even using two of Sabol's criteria for a great run—"situation" in the game and season and "impact of the run on the game"—Hearst's run doesn't measure up to Young's. Hearst's gave San Francisco a 1-0 record. Young's came with 1:58 left in a crucial Week 9 game. The 49ers finished 10-6 that year and went on to win the Super Bowl. Had they lost to Minnesota, their 9-7 record would have kept them out of the playoffs. Talk about importance.
As for the runs themselves, Hearst broke a tackle at the line, broke another halfhearted attempt at a tackle downfield, stiff-armed a rookie free safety to the ground and just kept going. Pretty good run, but nothing like Young's spectacular display, in which he kept reversing his field and breaking tackles until you said, My god, he can't keep doing this. When he finally crossed the goal line, you were slack-jawed.
I've seen other such runs, astounding dashes by Barry Sanders, Willie Galimore, Jim Brown, Hugh McElhenny and Emerson Boozer, runs that just left you scratching your head in disbelief. Lots of them. Hearst's? Not in their class.
Everybody into The Pool!
Casey Zalewski is a man with a dream. A retired printing executive who lives in Milwaukee, Zalewski, 62, is the founder of the Billiard Club of America (BCOA). In Zalewski's vision (and he sees it all laid out in his mind like a perfect bank shot) the BCOA will transform competitive pool in the U.S. from a hodgepodge of tournaments among hustlers in brocade vests into a television-friendly sport modeled on golf's PGA Tour.