HE MAY FREAK THE ROWING ARISTOCRACY, BUT SOUTH PHILLY TOUGH GUY MIKE TETI JUST COULD BE THE COACH TO GET THE U.S. THE GOLD
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The boat is humming. Four bodies are reaching and rowing in unison on an early New Jersey morning. Beneath them, the boat appears to fly. Four oars swinging and slicing a rhythmic 28 strokes a minute. Perfect. Except to the coach. He sees a tiny hitch after each stroke, a millisecond of hesitation. And its killing him. It burns his insides, rips a hole in his heart. He steers his launch until its nearly on top of the rowers. He peers at Chris Ahrens, the strongman in the stroke seat, then at Jamie Koven, Tom Welsh and Bryan Volpenhein, all sucking air in cadence. The coach brings his boat left for a side view. Then he explodes.
Its not brain surgery! he bellows through his megaphone. You lock the oar in the water and you push it. Lock it and push it. Its pretty simple. Like everything that comes out of his mouth, the rant is punctuated with a word road crews hear more often than rowing crews. The four pull on. Youre making this Vchopping it in and yanking it out. Theres no sweep, he continues, demonstrating by cutting the air with his gloved hand. Youre not helping me out here. I want to put you in the boat. I want to put you on the team but, dammit, why cant you just do this?
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Jayson Williams went from class jerk to head of his class
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Get out of New York, out of Manhattan. Blow through Newark and head west into New Jersey. Drive and drive and drive until you're on a two-lane highway slicing cow-dotted fields. Turn left and right and left and left. And when you're pretty convinced you're lost, you'll see it. A wood chip of a sign signaling the driveway. Take it and 10 yards in, you see gates bearing a plaque emblazoned with Jayson Williams mug with his hands in the air. "Who knew?" it asks.
Ten years ago, Jayson Williams was a loudmouth from New York City's Lower East Side burning through life at St. John's. Then to the Philadelphia 76ers, where he was Charles Barkley's drinking buddy and Jim Lynam's pain in the rear. Now, he's one of the most-wanted men in the NBA, looking at a contract well into eight figures. As soon as the lockout ends, owners start the bidding. To read more...
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Katrina Price seemed to have all the answers-until she left friends and family with one unfathomable question
There are things no one will ever know-not fully anyway-and things no one should have to see. But still we feel compelled to know, and so we force ourselves to look.
Not long ago, in Oakwood, Texas, more than 500 people packed a nondescript, peach-brick building, many of them struggling to make sense of the unknowable. Between rocking hymns and passionate speeches, urgent wails of anguish went up as, one after another, they realized it was impossible. They would never understand why this woman they loved put a shotgun to her right temple and pulled the trigger. They would never be able to reconcile the facts of her life-the MVP awards, the academic honors, the smiles and high fives-with the ugly reality of her death. In fact, they might have refused to believe she was dead if not for the open casket.
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