The funniest sight, and there were plenty given how awful UNLV’s football team was Saturday, might have been the two policemen sitting atop horses in the west end zone at game’s end, apparently guarding against anyone trying to tear down the goal post.
Bill Ireland won his first against Saint Mary’s, but I think that was before the Gaels started recruiting all those 6-foot-10-inch power forwards from New Zealand.
The big picture has been dwarfed to a few weeks and is much clearer today.
Pete Manarino coached for decades in the mecca of youth softball. He witnessed the skill, watched it be nurtured, lost track of the number of travel teams at, oh, tons.
The competitive games were late at night, sometimes not until 1 or 2 a.m., when the older guys showed. The older, bigger, stronger, more athletic guys.
PROVO, Utah — On paper, it’s France against Russia. Or Britain. Or Italy (both times). It’s Bennett against John Matrix. It’s the Easy-Bake Oven against Wolfgang Puck.
