After he was hit in the face with a line drive, Stanford ace Erik Davis' sight -- not to mention his athletic career -- was in doubt. His return to the mound is nothing short of remarkable, writes Mark Kreidler.
They've got it all. Your tired. Your poor. Your wretched refuse. (And those are just the fans.) Yes, it's time for a new 'America's Team' not called the Cowboys. Let's nationalize the Oakland Raiders.
Welcome to Oakland, Jason. You're traveling through another dimension now, into a land of both shadow and substance where nothing, including that starting QB job, is as it seems.
It just keeps getting weirder out in Oakland Raider-land, if that's even possible. But by now, nothing Al Davis does should surprise anyone, including the head coach. Whoever that is.
New Raiders interim coach Tom Cable is the equivalent of the drummer for Spinal Tap -- a temp who soon will be forgotten as long as Al Davis is running the madhouse, Mark Kreidler writes.