Talking – But Not Saying Much

Posted by on May 27th, 2015  •  0 Comments  • 

“It’s really important they be here…to learn..to be part of the team”.

And with that, that was the end of the comments from Chargers coach Mike McCoy about the missing players when the team began its 3-weeks of OTA workouts at the Fortress.

In an era where 100-percent turnout is usually the norm, the Chargers top defensive player isn’t there, and neither is the left tackle.  One, Eric Weddle, the star safety, has explained his feelings.  He wants a contract extension before he goes back on the field, eventhough he owes them one year, in wrapping up the lucrative (5Y-$40M) deal he received in the past.  He will be in camp, rest assured in late June, when the mandatory mini-camps take place.  No one wants to be fined $72,000 for missing those 3-workouts.

As for left tackle King Dunlap, he found a home here, coming in on a 1-year deal, having a decent year, then earning a 3-year extension.  Maybe it is an illness, maybe he got dinged in off season workouts.  You hope he’s not going “Jared Gaither” on the team, you know, the lineman who got a payday, then kicked back, and eventually got kicked off the roster.  It was surprising the important left tackle was not at Chargers Park.

Tight end Antonio Gates, he of 200,000-mile fame was not in the camp either, but there is plenty of time to iron out whatever issues exist..

The 1st day of McCoy’isms had plenty of platitudes.  One sentence he’s praising the progress all the new players have made, and their promise.  The next sentence, saying ‘it’s only the first day of OTAs.

Jason Verrett, coming off surgeries to both labrums the last 18-months, says sitting out last year rehabbing helped him acclimate himself to the NFL level of play.  He can play, but the bigger issue, can he stay healthy.

The lst round pick Melvin Gordon admitted to being overwhelmed with the playbook and its responsibilities, but he appears to be a football student, wanting to learn and go and go and go.  The 2nd choice, the fire-hydrant built linebacker Denzell Perryman did not practice, due to some minor injury, but did run.  Waiting to see him hit people..

Quarterback Philip Rivers, the face, the voice of the team, was more open and sincere about leadership, his return to health from back injuries, being a football junkie, missing the retired Nick Hardwick, Jeromey Clary and Jarrett Johnson, his contract, and the business side of football.

When all was said and done, depending on whom you believe, the Chargers will have a great season, are nowhere’s near ready to take down Denver, have missing players with and without explanations, and have the 1.1 billion elephant in the room, the stadium story out there, no one wants to talk about.

New receiver Stevie Johnson caught everything they threw and broke off runs.  CFL import Donnie Inman, who had two nice games to close out last year, kept making catches in traffic.  DJ Fluker looks trimmed down.  Ditto for much needed linebacker Melvin Ingram.  Somebody needs to surface to be a run stuffing nose tackle, so that will surely be a story by the time they wrap this OTA schedule up in 3-weeks.

Rivers is the most honest man in the building, is such a gem to deal with. The rest of them mumbling cliches and wishing their media commitment time was over.  The quarterback gets it, no-one else seems too.  The team even put out a 3-page Media Guide, directing the media what they could and could not ask, nor report.

And standing on the sidelines, a haggard looking owner Dean Spanos, caught in the middle of the Stadium tug-of-war, needing to make a tough decision, and at the same time, knowing full well the hour glass timer on  Rivers career is running out.  He too didn’t want to talk, much like his coach.

Guess everyone over there is feeling the pressure of 1-playoff win in six seasons.  Everything is beautiful, except the reality of the football side, and the business side of Chargers football.

The Baseball Game You Don’t See

Posted by on May 26th, 2015  •  0 Comments  • 

These are indeed trying times for the Padres, where they are in the standings, what was expected, and what is happening on the field.
 
But Padres baseball is more than this 4th place record, this sub-500 season so far.  It’s more than just Matt Kemp losing 70-points off his batting average in the month of May.  More than hot-and-cold starting pitching, or up and down relief pitching.  More than a  two season drought like slump to Jedd Gyorko or the injuries to their two first baseman.
 
No, Padres baseball is also about setbacks, not in the standings, but to those pitchers trying to comeback from surgeries.
 
Josh Johnson has been shutdown a third time this spring, trying to comeback from forearm surgery, after having come back from bone chip elbow surgery.
 
Corey Luebke has just begun the process of throwing live batting practice at extended spring training, slowly coming back from back-to-back elbow ligament transplant surgery.
 
Casey Kelly is buried in the bullpen in San Antonio, trying to come back from two years of elbow woes too.
 
The starts and stops of pitchers in rehab are numbing, to an organization that hopes all three can get back to past levels of performance.  Hard on the team, disappointing for the fans, but think about the hurlers themselves.
 
Josh Johnson is fiery, combative, competitive.  It has been awhile since he went (31-14) in a two plus year of dominance pitching for the Florida Marlins.  He has known nothing but setbacks since he went to Toronto.  He’s earned 9-million from the Padres, but hasn’t pitched a regular season inning yet in two years.
 
He looked all the way back, coming off bone chip elbow surgery,  after good outings in the Cactus League in 2014, then encountered forearm problems.  Another surgical procedure, and now this series of setbacks.  Within a month, tricep issues, soreness above the right elbow, and now a neck issue.
 
Luebke showed so much promise so early, he was given a 5-year contract.  He promptly broke down, after never having had arm problems.  A torn elbow ligament was finally diagnosed, and the Tommy John procedure.  But the ligament graft did not take, and after a full year or rehab, another surgery, and another long off season with trainers and doctors.  He is throwing now, but is still a long way from being major league ready.
 
Kelly came in the original Adrian Gonzalez trade.  A torn ligament, then a stress fracture in the elbow a year after the operation.  It has been a slow rebound for him, but at least he is pitching in San Antonio.  Some good outings, some rocky outings.  One time you look at his numbers and you see an ERA of 9.00.  Two weeks later, he has reduced it to 3.60, but he is constantly being monitored.  You never know if there will be a problem the next time they give him the ball.  He’s a long way from the mound in San Diego, and I’m not talking airline mileage.
 
The Padres have so much tied up in arms trying to get healthy.  The mental strength it takes to cut loose, and hope you don’t get cut down by another injury is something.  The constant worry does this pain after pitching mean there are more problems?  JJ, Luebke, Kelly are members of the organization, but are really an island unto themselves, at least till they prove they can pitch again without pain.
 
There’s more to baseball in San Diego than games with the Dodgers-Giants-Angels.  The Padres season is such a grind.  And rehab is such a long, lonely road too.

The Boss and the Big Decision

Posted by on May 25th, 2015  •  2 responses  • 

He’s back in town and facing the biggest decision of his career, the future of the family business, the San Diego Chargers.

Dean Spanos, gifted the operation of the franchise by his father in the mid-1990s, is cut from a different cloth.  The father Alex was a self-made man, who started in business selling sandwiches to migrant workers in the Central California valleys, to building a construction empire.

He was bold, competitive, somewhat abrasive, and successful.
Son Dean received great things by virtue of that family, including the title to run the team his father purchased in 1984.  Dean has been benevolent in San Diego to charities, much like Alex has bankrolled so much good in their hometown community of Stockton.

Alex, befriended by Al Davis, knew nothing of running a professional sports franchise, and had little knowledge of what he was purchasing from Gene Klien, a team on its last legs, Dan Fouts’ legs, in the waning years of the Air Coryell era.  It was a painful rebuild.

But Alex knew people, and he put in place Bobby Beathard, Super Bowl architect from says in Miami and Washington, and that begat Bobby Ross as coach, which brought a Super Bowl team to this city.

Dean knows more about pro football thanks to his tenured time serving under the father.  He has seen the bad, the cyclical part of sports, seen the good, the Martyball era, tasted the bad, Ryan Leaf to Norv Turner.

But now he is facing the decision of a lifetime, not just a decision about the business part of football, but a decision that will impact the Spanos name, and his legacy.  Stay in San Diego and find a way to get a Stadium built, or seek out the riches, and move to Los Angeles where the dollars are mightier.

Spanos is back in town, diving into the analysis of what was proposed by the Stadium Task Force group, trying to compare apples to oranges, what other owners got from their cities to what he is being offered to stay in San Diego.  He knows real estate, he knows values, he knows revenue streams.

What Dean Spanos doesn’t know is how to make the right decision, for when faced with key decisions, he hasn’t done well.

It’s right there in the history book.  He refused to get in the middle of the Beathard-Ross dispute over coaching staffs, let Ross quit and saw the franchise fall apart in the Kevin Gilbride era.

It took the intervention of the then still-healthy Alex, to straight out that mess, by mandating the hiring, strange as it was at that point, of the much disliked Marty Schottenheimer.  It headed the team in the right direction.

But then, after watching John Butler’s life snuffed out by cancer, and the reigns given to incoming GM-AJ Smith, Dean failed to make the right decision a second time.  AJ and Marty operated at different ends of the spectrum in philosophy and personality.  The owner let the GM-run off the coach.  Thus the arrival of Norv Turner, and the return of mediocrity.

Spanos went outside his limited knowledge circle, to get input when he finally cleaned house.  The consultants delivered GM-Tom Telesco and Coach Mike McCoy and they have embarked on a drive to shore up the franchise in the final days of Philip River’s great career.

Now Dean faces an ultimate challenge.  Stay-or-Go.  His hire of Mark Fabiani as his point man, hasn’t brought much success, unless you feel venom scores you points.  The franchise theory that they tried for 14-years to build a stadium, carries little credibility, in that all they did was float ideas, present schemes, build it here, put it down there, give my my luxury house, here are the plans, pay for it.

It was a hollow attempt to get something done, while Americans lay face down in the gutter after 9-11, the collapse of the Global economy, near bankruptcy in San Diego over the pension dispute, incompetent mayors, then Wall Street.  San Diego was paralyzed, and the Spanos’ expected a near destitute city, in a country going thru bad times, to give a rich man a stadium.

For the first time in a long time the other side, Mayor Kevin Faulconer has delivered something with dollar signs attached to it.  A game plan of ideas of how his people, in business and with football experience, think this can get done.  Like any blueprint, it will be reworked.  But for once, there’s something there to negotiate off of, not just some glitzy picture, with a note “give me what I want and pay for it”.

It’s convenient, and I have, to rail against Spanos, saying he wants to stay in San Diego, while spending all those resources, and hiring all those people to work on the Carson project.  He utters he wants to take care of his family in the future.  Yes you can by owning a football franchise.  Or he could sell that $84M investment for probably $800M now and have the generations in Stockton and San Diego live happily ever after.

Let’s give Dean this next window of a couple of months to see is the two sides can find the working finances in the middle to get a deal done.  He deserves to be treated fairly in the next couple of months to show he can be a team player with the city and county, rather than just a man demanding a corporate welfare check.

When was the last time he made the right decision though?  Not Beathard-Ross, not AJ-Martyball.  Maybe the ‘third time will be magic.’  Or maybe it will be ‘strike three-you’re out;.

Big decision coming.  Whether he likes it or not, Dean Spanos legacy in his adopted home town will be written one of two ways.  We call it Spanos Field in Mission Valley for keeping the franchise here, or we watch him and the Mayflower moving vans leave in the middle of the night for Los Angeles.

This community remembers fondly Barron Hilton and the Coryell-Klein era.  At stake is what they will say about the Spanos family name.  No amount of money donated can change how the community feels if you make a bad choice.  Just ask John Moores.

There will be plenty of time to salute him with praise or sully him personally-professionally. Hoping he makes the right decision for the town and team.  Fearing he will make another Spanos decision, based on past track record.  This time, Alex the father, can no longer help out, as dementia has taken over his life.

For all this community has given him, it’s right for San Diego Chargers fans to use the Jerry McGuire movie quote “Show Me the Money”.

Dean will say it is strictly business.  Every football fan in this community, who bought his tickets and his jerseys, will call, it very personal.

Back Home in Indiana

Posted by on May 22nd, 2015  •  0 Comments  • 

It’s as American as Apple Pie, Flying the Flag, and Mom.  It’s Memorial Day weekend, a time to remember, and a time to race.
 
It’s the Indianapolis 500…the Old Brickyard…Gasoline Alley..Pit Row… and Jim Nabors singing ‘Back Home in Indiana’.
 
The 500 is about personalities and people who became the sport.

 Lonestar JR and AJ…Johnny Rutherford and AJ Foyt.
The Boys from Brazil..Emerson Fittipaldi and Tony Kanaan.
 
It’s the Foreign Legion…Ari Luyendyk and Dario Franchitti
It’s Big Al and Little Al…the Unsers.
 
The Gasman and the Spiderman…Tom Sneva and Helio Castroneves.

Its Father and Son…Mario and Michael..the Andrettis’.
 
It’s the dudes from down under and those over there..New Zealand’s Scott Dixon to Will Power.
It’s the battle of the Brits, Jackie Stewart to Graham Hill.
 
It’s those who came and then went..Tony Stewart to Danica Patrick.It’s those who raced-those who died..Eddie Sachs-Swede Savage-Salt Walther-Billy Vukovich.
 
It’s history, the early days Ralph Harroun, Ralph DiPalma and Maury Rose.
It’s racing with an engineer on board, or doing 500-laps on cobblestone.
 
It’s technology, roadsters to turbines, Cosworth’s to rear-engines.
It’s the inventors…Tony Granatelli to Roger Penske to Parnelli Jones.
 
It’s pit stops and cut tires, fires and flashy finishes.
It’s breathtaking close finishes…the whine of engines..the horrible sound of steel on cement wall crashes.
 
Sunday is a slice of Americana, the greatest spectacle on earth.
It will be fast, you hope it won’t be fatal.
 
Green flags to checkered rings…Drinking the milk to kissing the bricks.
Memorial Day weekend.  After you give thanks to all who gave in the Military…go watch them race.
 
The Indianapolis 500…safe run guys and gals.

Lakers – Tarnished Gold

Posted by on May 21st, 2015  •  0 Comments  • 

It’s been an awful time of late for a once proud franchise.
 
The LA Lakers are not what they used to be.  Maybe it was ego and arrogance.  Maybe it was stupidity of leadership.  Maybe it was the salary cap.  Maybe it was age-injury and the cycle of talent.
 
What was a long time ago, is no longer right now, a dynastic franchise, where trophies-rings and the bling were the norm.  Lakers fans would give anything to see a playoff game, or even have to rationalize, ‘we got to the finals but lost’.  Hasn’t been that way recently, surely won’t be that way for awhile to come.
 
But at least there is some hope going forward with what just happened earlier this week.  The draft lottery finally shined some golden sunshine of the franchise.
 
The Lakers have had great periods of dominance.  Early on they were in the NBA finals yearly, but always blocked by Red Auerbach and the greatness of the Boston Celtics, Cousy, Russell, Sanders, the Jones boys, Havlicek and Siegfried.
 
The lost in the finals 7-times in a row because of all things Boston Gardens, from 1961-1970.
 
Then came greatness, the era of West-Baylor-Chamberlain.  The arrival of all things “Showtime”, Magic, Big Game James Worthy, Silk Wilkes, Cooper, McAdoo.
 
And then there was Kobe-Shaq, D-Fish, Robert Horry and so many others.
 
From 1971 on, they won 6-trophies, even in the reincarnation of the Michael Jordan-Bulls and Larry Bird-Boston eras.
 
The one constant was Jerry Buss the philanthropic owner, and great on-floor leadership, from Pat Riley to Phil Jackson to Mitch Kupchack.
 
Times changed, rules changed, mistakes were made.  The Lakers no longer became a destination point.  The passing of Dr. Buss ended an era.  It led to in-house fighting.  Jerry West left as GM.  Phil Jackson left as coach.  Shaquille O’Neal left in an ego fight.  Dwight Howard came and was gone.  And coaches were hired, only to be fired, mistake after mistake.  
 
Whereas there was stability and leadership, and LA was a destination point for stars, it was replaced by an ill-fitted son, Jim Buss, as a leader, and a rag-tag roster full of players.  By the end of last year, you’d think you were watching an NBA-D League minor team.
 
Did you ever think you’d sit here and read a Lakers record that is (48-116) over the last two non playoff seasons?  Kobe Bryant is the last man standing of the greatness, when he is not down and out on the NBA injured list.  3-straight seasons of surgeries-injuries have brought him to the brink of retirement.  No one wants to go out a loser.
 
The Lakers may have one last chance.  The lottery for losers did not come up ‘craps’ for them.  They get the second choice in next month’s college draft.  They have 3-solid picks in a deep athletic draft.  They could hit the jackpot, and back on the rebuild road quick.
 
They draft 2nd, 27th and 34th.  Solid positions to be in.  Kobe comes back healthy.  So does last year’s first round pick, Julius Randle, who went out with season ending surgery at the beginning of last season.  Jahlil Okafor (Duke), Karl Townes (Kentucky) or DeAngelo Russell (Ohio State) are at the top of the board.  They are going to get a great player.
 
If Mitch Kupchack can make the right choices the other two top picks should be rock-solid.  And they have cap space with Steve Nash’s expiring contract and a combination of players off last year’s roster, they don’t want back.
 
The colors are Purple and Gold.  More recently the franchise has become a punching bag around the league, turning Black and Blue.  It should end quickly.  Anything is better than the last two years, and it will be better in the next few years.
 
The lottery has given them a life-line.  Soon the Lakers line will be buzzing with fans who believe this franchise can come back.  Golden State did.  Oklahoma City did.  The Lakers  can.