Ed Graney
Ed Graney is a sports columnist for the Las Vegas Review-Journal, covering a variety of topics and the Las Vegas sports scene.
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Let’s review: They played a Mountain West Conference basketball game at the Thomas & Mack Center on Wednesday night supposedly featuring one of the league’s top four teams and another hoping to prove itself worthy of being mentioned among such a group.
There was a banana and a gecko and something that resembled an orange crayon and another that looked like Jabba the Hutt. The sign with Tre’Von Willis’ booking mug shot from the Henderson Police Department was very creative. So was the one with Gary Coleman’s face and the words, “Whatcha Chokin Bout Willis?”
Here’s what many thought might happen: When a whopping 37 days separate the best offense in college football taking snaps against someone other than itself, the timing and rhythm and accuracy that allowed it to shred others for an entire season might take at least a quarter to appear.
SCOTTSDALE, Ariz. — Consider this: You are a star junior college football recruit about to make one of the most important decisions of your life, one that will shape your future and potentially determine whether you enjoy a professional career defined by fame and fortune.
SCOTTSDALE, Ariz. — They have given up trying to figure out those wacky play-calling cards. The ones with pictures of TV personalities and maps and moose and bizarre logos and symbols. The ones that could mean anything from formation to protection to run to pass to someone get Phil Knight a cup of coffee in his luxury suite.
I suppose this is what it felt like to be a great actor in the 1930s not named Spencer Tracy. Or how it feels to be a track star running the same events as Usain Bolt. Or to land your first professional singing gig down the street from where Andrea Bocelli is holding a concert.
