I might not have believed it a week ago, but I safely can say UNLV president(s) Neal Smatresk/Gerry Bomotti won’t run the worst athletic director search nationally this year. Rutgers and Robert Barchi are your runaway winners in this regard, and we haven’t hit June.
It was 10 years ago today that the Community College of Southern Nevada, as it then was known, defeated San Jacinto of Texas 4-1 to win the 2003 Junior College World Series.
Without fanfare and media hype, Paul George took his talents to South Beach, became a star and put a scare into the Miami Heat.
Preliminary results of Nevada’s 2013 big game tag draw have been available online since Friday, and final results will be available in another couple of weeks. Unfortunately, while some of my friends are celebrating the draw results with tags for critters such as bighorn sheep, deer, elk or antelope, things in the Nielsen household are little more subdued.
#rebelforlife. Yeah. That lasted two months. It was a hashtag that accompanied a tweet from Katin Reinhardt that refuted a Review-Journal article on the UNLV basketball team about rumors suggesting the freshman guard was considering a transfer.
Side by side on a couch were Dana White and Mike Tyson, a pair of lifelong boxing fans, explaining why they rarely get excited to watch boxing anymore. That’s how times change.
The evidence is overwhelming that since 1985, when a certain envelope was “allegedly” knocked against a metal bar in order to create a crease and allow Patrick Ewing to amazingly land at the feet of the New York Knicks, the only thing more certain than annual NBA Draft conspiracy theories being debated is how some draft picks are fortunate and others cursed.
Great athletes always seem to make the right moves at the right time. For example, compare these winning moves by jockey Gary Stevens and LeBron James.
Everything is coming so easily for LeBron James. When he records a triple-double, it seems routine. When the pressure intensifies late in a playoff game, he now shines in the spotlight instead of shrinking in it.
To most people without grease under their fingernails, to people without calendars in the garage showing scantily clad women striking suggestive poses in front of candy-flake Camaros and GTOs, to people without a need for speed, they are little more than car No. 77, car No. 55, car No. 81. Three numbers in the official program.
Trusting completely in a weather forecast can be an iffy proposition. Anyone who has spent considerable time outdoors knows weather conditions can and do change unexpectedly and rapidly, so failing to double-check the weather forecast before leaving on an outdoor adventure is a foolish misstep at best. Failing to plan for the possibilities is another.
It was shortly after word came in July 2009 that Mike Hamrick was departing his post as UNLV athletic director — which means about the time I threw a block party celebrating the news — that I wrote it would be wise for the Rebels to hire a local as his replacement.
Until Saturday night, most of what I knew about the ancient sport of lacrosse is that Jim Brown and Johns Hopkins were good at it.
Suddenly, the San Antonio Spurs don’t look so old and slow. It certainly helps that the team’s senior citizen, coach Gregg Popovich, has experience and wisdom on his side.
The book on Satan goes something like this: He’s a bad guy, one who personifies evil and temptation, doing his best to seduce mankind into the ways of sin.
