A Very American Coup By Michael – Louis Ingram, Editor-in-Chief...
OPEN LETTER TO DEION SANDERS
BALTIMORE, MD—Don’t do it Deion.
The word on the street is that you are thinking about coming here to Baltimore to continue your football career.
Prime Time… Please leave it alone this time.
Here in Ravens country we’re still mad at the world because Terrell Owens picked Philadelphia over Baltimore a few months ago. We still have a few scars remaining from 1983 when John Elway told the Colts not to draft him because he would never play a down in Baltimore.
Deion you aren’t on the level of any of those folks anymore.
Elway was the kind of franchise altering quarterback that every happy home should have. Owens is the kind of Big Play receiver that makes cover corners quiver in their cleats.
Deion it’s not Prime Time for you anymore. You’re trying to play on borrowed time. We know you carry serious swagger, and you dress to kill. We know you’re a player, but what we need to know is can you still play?
You haven’t played a down in three years, and the last time we saw you in uniform you delivered a very uninspiring performance with the Washington Redskins. That’s not going to cut it here. We think we’ve got the best defense in the game. If you can’t carry it on that level, leave it alone.
Folk around here believe we have a team capable of making a Super Bowl run with or without you
If you decided to come to Baltimore, you wouldn’t be much more than a nickel back. Nickel backs are a dime a dozen. We can pick up a Nickel back at the Dollar Store and get 95 cents change.
Don’t do it Deion.
It’s been a long time since you shined on the field at Florida State. It’s been a long time since you lit-up Atlanta with the Falcons. It’s been a long time since you put the funk in the 49′ers out in San Francisco. It’s been a long time since you put the Neon in Deion with the Dallas Cowboys.
All things must pass. Prime Time has passed.
You’re game is dazzle and flare. You don’t dazzle like you once did and the flare flamed out long ago.
But ultimately it’s your choice. If you decide to put on the uniform again I’ll wish you well. I’d love to see those 37-year-old legs take another interception to The House. But frankly I think The House is where you belong on Sunday afternoons. You belong in YOUR HOUSE, with your feet up on Sunday’s watching the game on the Big Screen TV.
The party’s over, don’t do it Deion.
I’m Lamont Germany That’s your two-minute warning
I’m Lamont Germany This is your two-minute warning…
Is boxing still an Olympic sport? I swear you wouldn’t know it by watching and reading the boxing coverage at the ongoing Games in Greece.
I swear stuff like synchronized diving and badminton are getting more coverage than the sweet science. Boxing has been relegated to back of the bus Olympic status. Boxing has become the Ghetto of the Olympic Games. This has not always been the case.
Please pardon me while I take us on a trip down memory lane.
I remember back in the good old days when boxing was actually one of the most visible sports on the Olympic landscape. Cassius Clay (Muhammad Ali) won a Gold medal in Rome back in 1960. Smoking Joe Frazier won some golden hardware during the 1964 Olympic Games in Tokyo.
Meanwhile in the ’04 Olympics we get Beach Volleyball.
I’ll never forget Big George Foreman proudly waving the American flag after his victory during the ’68 games in Mexico City… By contrast, those were the same Olympics that produced that historic moment when John Carlos and Tommy Smith stood on the victory stand with the Black Power salute.
They even had a “Great White Hope” to push back in 1972, a heavyweight named Duane Bobick. Bobick beat Larry Holmes to earn the right to represent the U.S. in the Heavyweight Division. But Bobick couldn’t get it done because he couldn’t make it past two rounds against the mighty Cuban Teofilo Stevenson.
Meanwhile in the ’04 Olympics we get Swimming.
My man Sugar Ray Leonard was the darling of the 1976 Olympic Games in Montreal. The ’76 Games also gave us our first look at the Spinks brothers, Michael and Leon.
The U.S. did not compete in the 1980 games, but we got our first peek at Evander “The Real Deal” Holyfield during the ’84 games in Los Angeles. I’m still having problems sleeping at night because of how Evander was robbed in ’84. Holyfield was DQ’d for hitting New Zealand’s Kevin Barry on the break, knocking him out. Evander was clearly winning the fight, and in all probability would have won the Gold, but had to settle for Bronze. However, what occurred during the awards ceremony remains one of my all-time favorite sports moments. Kevin Barry literally pulled Evander from the bronze platform up to the Gold platform, acknowledging that Evander should have received the Gold. I’ve never forgotten Kevin Barry for what was one of the most graceful acts I’ve ever witnessed in sports.
Meanwhile in the ’04 Olympics we get Rowing.
Roy Jones Jr. emerged on the scene during the ’88 games in Seoul South Korea. But lost in what had to have been one of the worst decisions in the history of the sport. Jones had to settle for the Silver; until years later when Olympic officials presented him with the Gold when it was discovered that the Korean judge who scored his bout took some loot under the table.
But since the ’88 Olympics, boxing has fallen off the cliff. A sport that claims one of the richest traditions of any Olympic sport in the history of the Games has been relegated to Roller Derby status.
For whatever reason boxing has been dropped from the Olympic coverage radar screen. It’s just not the Olympics to me without a healthy dose of the sweet science.
I don’t know about you, but Rhythmic Gymnastics, Synchronized Swimming, and Fencing just don’t do it for me.
I’m Lamont Germany…
This is your two-minute warning…