Nothing But Chain

Remember the McDonalds commercial that has Larry Bird and Michael Jordan playing a game of where the first person who misses gets the Big Mac and fries? Each star drains one crazy shot after another until Jordan is shooting from the parking lot. Each player ends their shot call with the phrase, “nothing but net” while we hear the loud swoosh sound

I love that sound. It brings back so many great memories as a kid. My dad had a basketball stand installed in our front yard overlooking the driveway. My friends and I would play for hours until it was dark and we couldn’t see the rim. Only mom yelling for us to come inside for dinner would pull us off the court. My favorite shot to take, especially when going for the win in a game of H-O-R-S-E, was the long bomb from the street. Any shot fired in from there was sure to put a quick end to the game. I’d practice the street shot for hours and hours. What made the shot especially difficult was the sun was in your face most of the time. I’d squint, take a quick look in the direction of the rim, get a running start and launch the ball from my hip. It’s a 1 in 30 shot if that.

But oh the sound of that net when the ball swished in! You could hear the swoosh from across the street. The sound of the ball whipping the net up and over the rim was music to my ears. The swoosh meant I’d hit the perfect shot. No rim, no backboard. Nothing but net.

I thought of this commercial as I shot baskets at a local elementary school tonight while my son played soccer. There were six baskets to shoot at and all had these terrible nets made of chain. I can imagine they use metal nets because they are less likely to be stolen and may last longer than those made of nylon. When I was in elementary school we’d start the year off with brand new white nets on all the baskets. By the end of the year the nets were stained black and most were torn or had been removed entirely.

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Neither Bird nor Jordan would approve of this net at Hazelwood Elementary.

So I guess that a chain net is better than no net at all. But part of the fun of shooting baskets is hearing the swoosh sound when you nail a shot from long range. It’s a sound anyone who plays sports will instantly recognize. The chain nets make a terrible sound as they clank around after a made shot. The reward for making a basket is that the chain shaves off a bit of your ball like a cheese grater does to a block of cheddar.

In the quest to reduce the amount of maintenance to these baskets, we’ve removed one of the nuances that make basketball such an enjoyable sport. I say bring back the nylon nets. So what if the nets need to be replaced once or twice a year. The kids should be rewarded with the sound of swooshing nets when they make a basket.

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The Wilson A-2000

Do you ever ask yourself this question:

“If my house were on fire and I could only take a few items to safety, what would they be?”

We’ll assume for a minute that spouses, children and pets have made it out of the house safely. After my computer’s external hard drive the possession I’d go after would be my Wilson A-2000 glove.

I grew up playing baseball. It was my favorite sport and probably the one where I possessed better than average ability. Compared to basketball and football where having a larger body can give a person a competitive edge, baseball seemed tailor made for my 5’10 frame and inherent quickness.

My father was the baseball coach at the time and would always make sure I had the best equipment. He also made sure I didn’t wear my hat like a doofus. (It’s supposed to sit low, not up high like a chef’s hat) The year before he’d fitted me with a Wilson glove called the A2000 XL. I played third base up until my sophomore year when I switched to the outfield. That meant instead of a small fielders glove, I needed a larger outfielders model.  A teammate at the time was making the transition from the outfield to the infield. One day at practice we decided to swap gloves. It was a perfect fit for both of us.

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Along the back webbing of the glove is imprinted “The A2000 XLC”. You can see how flexible the webbing is. I love the color that’s come through over the years.

If you’ve ever purchased a new baseball glove, you know that they are very firm, uncomfortable and clasp the ball like a clam. My father showed me how to rub Vasoline and and later, mink oil into the glove to soften it up so it could be properly molded to my hand. The idea is to make the glove soft enough so that it grabs the ball like your hand would with the fingers and web enveloping the ball instead of merely clamping down on the ball. Hand motion is good. Clam snapping is bad.

So I’d take my glove home from practice every night and rub mink oil into the fingers, web, and palm. It’s amazing how much mink oil good leather can soak up. I’m sure I went through several tins of it. At night, I’d place a ball in the palm, secure it with twine and place it under my mattress where I’d sleep on it. After several weeks my glove was getting closer to perfection. After working on it for an hours I’d toss it to my dad at the dinner table for his inspection. He’d put it on his big hands, punch it a few times in the palm and say, “You’re getting close“.

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I’ve had the glove repaired numerous times. The leather stitching comes loose at times as you can see here. I wrote my initials (BDN) on the glove in 1983.

What I didn’t realize at the time is that a glove is never finished being worked in. The best one can do it get it to the state of “close”. There’s only so far elbow grease and mink oil can take it. The finishing touch came by playing catch, fielding fly balls and retrieving grounders. My father taught me to catch the ball in the palm instead of in the web because that made it easier to grab and possibly gun down a runner going for home. This is a lot easier said than done and one must have a lot of faith in the glove before attempting the palm catch. Ozzie “the wizard” Smith used to do this better than anyone. He’d catch the ball right up near his wrist where he’d flick the ball into his right hand and rocket a throw to first base just in time to nail the runner.

A few weeks ago I realized that my glove accidentally got placed in a toy bin that had been left out in the rain. I was crushed to find my old glove at the bottom of the bin, swimming in dirty water, mud and leaves. I pulled it out only to find it had moss and rocks and dirt all over it. I was so upset I didn’t do anything for a few days except place it on a rack to dry. I realized it was going to take a lot of care to nurse it back to shape.

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You can see how my my index finger has pushed down the leather over the years. The infield model had an open back whereas the XLC was covered except for the finger hole.

Once it fully dried, I used an old toothbrush to brush aware any debris on the outer side. It was clean, but very rough and discolored. It felt as stiff as a new glove so I pulled out some leather cleaner I normally use on my shoes and swirled it around for a while. It removed the last few bits of moss, but the glove was still very stiff so I bought a tin of milk oil and began the process I’ve done a hundred times or more. I sat at my computer and rubbed the mink oil into the fingers, the palm and the webbing. The most difficult part was cleaning the inside of the fingers. But over time it began to soften up. The rich colors returned and it began to feel like my old glove again. It’s still not back to where it was during my playing days, but it’s a lot better than where it was a few weeks ago.

And if I were to hand it over to my dad and ask for his opinion, I’m sure he’d say, “You’re getting close“.

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What basketball tells you about a person

I love to play basketball and have for many years. It’s one of the sports I’ve played consistently since high school. I would say I’m an average player with maybe a better than average outside shot. The three point shot hadn’t yet been implemented when I was in high school (missed by a year) and so most plays were focused on pounding the ball inside (we had a center who went on to play at the University of Utah) and occasionally the ball was kicked back out for a perimeter shot. But back then, as a guard, you’d better be very open if you decided to hoist up a shot from 18 feet. Times have sure changed since the three point came in to play. Now, many teams pass the ball around the perimeter looking for the open shot, and forwards and even centers frequently hoist up 20 footers. Look at how many centers in the NBA can shoot from down town. It’s changed the game.

I’ve played in organized leagues as well as a number of pick-up games at the gym. What I’ve learned is that I can tell a lot about a person by how he plays basketball. Here’s what I look for:

  1. Does he try to involved his team member or does he ball hog?
  2. Does he play defense or stay back and cherry pick for layups?
  3. Does he call his own fouls or whine when someone calls one on him?
  4. Will he pass the ball to an open teammate or insist on going one on three?
  5. Will he make the extra pass to an open teammate who is closer to the basket?
  6. Does he go after loose balls and rebounds?
  7. Will he offer to sit out a game if there’s an odd number of people?
  8. Can he dribble the ball with his head up? Or does he think he can drive the middle on three defenders? (My personal pet peeve)

These are few things I look for when I play. Those players who will pass the ball around and get everyone involved are those I enjoy the most off the court. As amazing a player as Michael Jordan was, he’s not the person I’d choose to play alongside had I been given the opportunity. The two players that I would have most liked to play with would be Magic Johnson and John Stockton. Both of these guys made their teammates better because of their unselfish play. They were so fun to watch because they were masters at distributing the ball at just the right time. Some of their amazing passes are legendary. I think a fantastic pass beats a slam dunk anytime.

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The best part of youth soccer

My favorite part of youth soccer this year is how, at the end of each game, all the parents line up across the field in two lines with their hands held up over their heads. The kids do a quick cheer with their coach and then run down this tunnel of parents who cheer for both teams.

You should see the smile on all the kids faces as they beam with joy. Both teams run together and it’s a wonderful example of sportsmanship. It also leaves everyone feeling good regardless of how a child played.

It’s worth attending a game if just to see the happiness of these 30 kids. They must feel so special. What a fantastic tradition.

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Gus Johnson on CBS

I wish Gus Johnson would provide color commentary for all Seahawk games. Listening to him call today’s game against Cincinnati was so much fun.

My favorite Gus Johnson moment of the day came when Seattle’s Brian Russell made an over the shoulder interception to stop a Bengal drive. Gus yelled out, “He CAUGHT THAT LIKE A RECEIVER!!!”

I like Gus because he calls the game like a football fan would call the game. He doesn’t bore you for formations and non relevant back story. He just calls the game as he see it which means he gets so excited he sometimes loses it. I love the energy he brings to the game. I wish CBS would give him more games to call because it’s hard to listen to anyone else once you’ve gone Gus.

Here’s Gus providing the call on Denver’s amazing win over Buffalo in week 1

Gus is known for many great calls during March Madness. Check out this guys tribute to some of his best calls.

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The joy of youth soccer

It was perfect day for a soccer game yesterday as I watched my six year old daughter run up and and down the field. She looked so cute in her blue uniform, black shorts and socks to go with her new black Nike cleats. This is the first time most of these kids have played any type of organized sport, but it didn’t matter. They were so excited. You could see it in their little faces. Here’s what I enjoyed the most:

  1. I loved how the kids would cheer anytime a goal was scored for either team.
  2. I loved how the parents cheered anytime a goal was scored for either team.
  3. I liked that no score was kept.
  4. I like how both coaches also ref the games and they let the kids place. If the ball goes out bounce just a bit, they let the kids play.
  5. I loved seeing the kids look towards their parents and smile whenever one scored a goal or made a good kick.
  6. I like how they separated the kids into teams by size and not just age.
  7. When one girl kicked the ball the wrong way, I liked how the opposing coach helped her get going the right direction.

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Most of all, I enjoyed seeing the kids have so much fun together. Most of the parents were on their best behavior as well and I hope that continues. There will be plenty of time for competitive games. I’m happy the focus is on creating an environment where the kids can get some exercise and have a ball.

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ESPN Classic

I love watching old games, especially games from the mid 80s and early 90’s. With ESPN classic I can get my fill of nostalgia. charlesbarkley

As I jogged on the treadmill tonight I watched the game 5 of the 1993 Western Conference Championship that pitted the Seattle Supersonics against the Phoenix Suns. Here are a few things I noticed:

  1. I miss the days when the centers and forwards players looked like like athletes. Barkley and Kemp weren’t these grotesque muscular freak shows who could only rebound and who shot 30% from the foul line. Players like Ben Wallace and Shaq are just not interesting to watch today.
  2. I’d forgotten about Dan Marjle who never met a shot he didn’t like. Anything past half court was game.  He was a white “Downtown” Freddie Brown of the early 90’s. Game 5 is where he hit eight three pointers and many were a good 5-6 feet beyond the 3 point arc. He was in a zone!
  3. The NBA needs a fun personality like Charles Barkley. I love how he’d fight for position under the boards and come up with offensive rebounds against guys who had four inches on him. Remember when power forward could actually shoot the rock? Barkley was such a bruiser at times that it’s easy to forget he had a very soft jump shot. He seemed to be enjoying himself and fed off the crowd.
  4. Why didn’t Sun’s point guard, Kevin Johnson, shoot more often? He had a fantastic crossover dribble and such a quick release that was able to get off a shot anytime. He probably got used to feeding Barkley and Marjle first and looking for his own shot as the 2nd or 3rd option. Granted, he did have a way of just killing the Jazz at crucial moments of the game.
  5. It’s sad to think of the amazing talent Shawn Kemp had and he threw much of it away. Back in ’93 he was a machine and clearly the best player on the court when he on his game. Coach Karl let him handle the ball out front like a guard much of the game and he would either post his man up or take a few dribbles and drain the jumper. There were a few years there where he was simply amazing.
  6. I loved the movement of the games back then. Lots of passes on the perimeter and screens away from the basket. Not every possession included a pass inside while 4 guys watched a big man operate away from the basket until a foul was called. BORING! I don’t care how good the “Big Fundamental” is or how many rings he earns. He’s boring to watch. I’d much rather watch Barkley filling the lane on a fast break and dunking over a trailing guard. The game just seemed to move at a faster clip back then. The Suns today are one of the few teams that’s a lot of fun to watch.

The simplicity of soccer

While I was serving an LDS mission in Germany, a man asked me to explain the rules of baseball. I’d been in Germany for over a year and spoke German well, or so I thought. I started by explaining each position starting with the pitcher and catcher and then moving around the infield and finally outfield. This kind man listened intently. He then asked me to describe a few more areas of the game such as walks, strikeouts, pop fly outs, home runs, bunting, and base stealing.

It was getting more difficult to describe some areas of the game and I recall asking for a piece of paper so I could sketch a baseball diamond to help him visualize what I was describing.

I started to wonder if this guy had read the encyclopedia entry (this was well before Wikipedia) for baseball because he also asked me to describe a fielders choice, infield fly rule, ground rule double and a suicide squeeze. I had a very difficult time explaining these nuances of the game in German even though I grew up playing baseball all my life.

I mention this because I thought of this experience I had in Germany as I watched my 6-year old daughter play soccer for the first time today. I’m certain that one reason soccer is so popular is because, at the core, it’s a very simple game. At practice today, the coach gathered the girls around to explain the rules. It was the first time playing for a few of them. The coach said, The objective of soccer to is keep the ball out of our net while kicking it into the opposing team’s net”.  soccer

His description was so simple and so clear that even a 6-year old could understand it. I know there is a lot more to soccer. Although it may be simple to understand it’s extremely challenging to master. One has to be in excellent condition and skilled in many facets of the game. Yet it’s quite easy to begin playing at a young age and the rules are relatively easy to understand.

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Bill Simmons on the Seattle Seahawks

I’m so excited for the football season I can hardly stand it. A good friend invited me to the season opener against the Bucs tomorrow and I’ve been thinking about it all week. Qwest Field is going to be rocking.  hawks

I’ve been listening to sports radio, watching ESPN and reading Sports Illustrated and it seems like people expect Seattle to be very good this year but they are no longer the trendy pick to reach the Super Bowl and that’s for the better. I like the moves the made in the off season and their skill players are still some of the best around.

Bill Simmons from ESPN gives his season picks and has this to say about the Seahawks which he rates #2.

I wrote it last week, I’ll write it again: Everyone is sleeping on these guys. They finished 9-7 during a season when nearly everything went wrong; now they’re healthy and happy; they dumped their clubhouse cancer guys; they added a pass rusher (Patrick Kerney) and an overqualified defensive assistant (Jim Mora Jr., who nearly made the Super Bowl 30 months ago); they’re playing in one of the easiest divisions (the NFC West); and they’ll probably be favored in every 2007 game except Pittsburgh in Week 5 and Philly in Week 12. And it’s not like they haven’t done it before. Throw in their homefield advantage and skill position guys and they seem like the safest bet in the NFC.

So why can you currently get 25-to-1 Super Bowl odds for them in Vegas? Because it’s no fun to pick the Seahawks. They’ve been there before, they play in a smaller market, they have a bald quarterback, their uniforms are boring, their best player is boring, their coach looks like he should be wearing a sheriff’s outfit and buying donuts, and if you say you’ve met more than three Seahawks fans in your entire life and you’re not from Seattle, you’re lying. Really, the only thing that stands out about them is their crowd. Switch their roster with Dallas’ roster and they’d be 7-to-1 odds right now. Since they’re in Seattle, nobody cares yet. But you will. Give it a couple of months.