After being more elusive than Sasquatch for the better part of a year, suddenly Derrick Rose comes out this week and pronounces himself the top guy in the league.
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Asked by CNN's Pedro Pinto who the best player in the NBA is right now, the Bulls guard responded: "Derrick Rose."
This despite having not played in more than a year.
This despite the fact a guy named LeBron James is still in the league.
Love the confidence.
Hope he's right.
As Wilfred Brimley would say, the Blackhawks' decision to give Joel Quenneville a contract extension is the right thing to do, and announcing it at the opening of their convention is the right way to do it.
Or something like that.
Have you wrapped your brain around the concept that Rutgers and Maryland will soon be joining the Big Ten?
Rarely do I read stories that make me laugh out loud, but a Yahoo item this week concerning a Cubs exec's exasperation with the guy who wears the "Billy Cub" outfit and patrols the outskirts of Wrigley Field did it for me.
Especially the part where "Billy Cub" stayed in character and didn't talk, so when the exec was asking him specific questions, all he could do was shrug or shake his head like any good mascot would.
Google it ... and enjoy.
"Is this moron number one? Put moron number two on the phone."
Rest in peace, Dennis Farina.
Cheetahs never prosper:
Unless of course they're in a race against a pair of NFLers -- Tennessee running back Chris Johnson and the Bears' Devin Hester -- on a National Geographic special to air in November.
Made up spoiler alert:
The cheetah easily beats Johnson, while Hester goes hard for 10 yards before running out of bounds for no apparent reason.
Never thought a Bears coach could be as frustrating to listen to as Lovie Smith and his non-answer answers, but after watching Marc Trestman in action on the eve of training camp, I think we have ourselves a serious contender.
I rarely delve into news emanating from Comic-Con, mainly because of the muted response my Frank Gorshin-era Riddler outfit garnered when I attended the event years ago.
Of course that's not true, I just like saying Frank Gorshin.
Anyway, the big news this year was the announcement of an upcoming Superman vs. Batman movie.
Superman can fly, he can actually stop speeding locomotives -- basically, he's a beast.
Meanwhile, Batman is smart, sometimes drives fast and has a cool tool belt.
C'mon, it's no contest.
Replays of Tim Hudson breaking his ankle while covering first base in a game Wednesday night.
Why did I have to see that replay?
Now it's etched in my brain.
Of course doofus here says he wouldn't want tickets for the Hawks' first home game back from the Olympic Games. And then a few days later the schedule is released and the first game back is the Hawks hosting the Penguins ... at Soldier Field.
I'm an idiot.
Lovely ... what?
The most amazing thing about the British Open wasn't seeing Tiger flailing or Lee Westwood faltering or Phil surging.
Nope, it was Jack Nicklaus tweeting kudos to Phil afterward.
Jack. Nicklaus. Tweeting.
Hawk and Ken
Jekyll and Hyde
Scorecard and Scorecard after Dark.