So much for old 1970. On to the Sporting New Year with this selected sampler of 1971 resolutions—
I am resolving to keep my weight down, oh, five or six pounds, so I won't have to take it off in spring training. Also, I could put up with winning the MVP award again. And, as for contract talks, $100,000 sounds like a nice, round figure: Boog Powell, Baltimore Orioles.
I will carry four-leaf clovers and rabbits' feet inside my helmet. And I resolve to stop eating dog bones before I play each game: Tom Woodeshick, Philadelphia Eagles.
I will start a Society for the Preservation and Protection of Dugout Water Coolers, Bats and Helmets. Memberships accepted as of Jan. 1. Anyone interested write Lou Piniella in care of the Kansas City Royals.
My real resolution is to quit as soon as I can afford it: Howard Cosell, ABC.
Resolution? I've got three. I resolve to get down to 125 pounds on my mainly grapefruit diet, I resolve to learn German so I can talk to everybody in Munich in 1972, and I resolve to let my hair grow long. Short hair is too boyish: Debbie Meyer, 1968 Olympic triple medalist.
I will pray more than I have been praying. I resolve not to let my weight get over 220. I am determined to stay in condition to show Joe Frazier is not the true champion. The new year will be complete when I get my crown back: Muhammad Ali.
Once I was for a merger of the NBA and ABA. Now I'm against it. I know that it's everybody's wish to get married, but I resolve that we should have a longer courtship. I courted my wife for five years: Irv Kosloff, owner of the Philadelphia 76ers.
I worked all season on this resolution and now I've got it. I resolve to claim George Blanda the next time the Oakland Raiders put him on waivers: Hank Stram, coach of the Kansas City Chiefs.
I don't have any wine, women and song to give up...I resolve to use my time more wisely in 1971: Willie Lanier, Kansas City Chiefs.