Spellman's Scorecard: Hawks' party of five second to none

As I watched the Blackhawks hierarchy make their way to the stage at the United Center the other day, a question popped into my mind.

Can any team put together a more impressive lineup of owner, president, GM and star players than the Hawks assembled for Wednesday's news conference?

Think about it: Rocky Wirtz, John McDonough, Stan Bowman, Jonathan Toews and Patrick Kane.

One thing's for sure: No other team in town can come close.

BTW:

How polished are Toews and Kane? Honestly?

And it's hard to fathom that they're both still only in their mid-20s.

Meanwhile ...

The Bulls, for some reason, are holding separate news conferences Friday - an hour apart, in the same room - for new arrivals Pau Gasol and Nikola Mirotic.

What's up with that?

A sweet farewell:

Have to admit I peeked in to the All-Star Game to check out the Derek Jeter festivities.

I'm glad I did.

But as soon as he left the game, so did I.

A numbers game:

The Blackhawks invited 62 players to their Prospect Camp this week.

That seems like an awful lot.

Just how bummed would you be if you weren't deemed one of the organizations' top 62 prospects?

An evolving answer:

Although 'Obviously' is still the leader in the clubhouse when it comes to the word of choice for athletes to start sentences with, slowly but surely 'Yeah' is closing ground.

And it's not just the players; it's GM's and team presidents as well.

Check it out.

Love it:

Jonathan Toews' response when asked if he watched any of the Stanley Cup Final:

"I especially watched the celebration at the end when the Kings hoisted the Stanley Cup, let that sink in a little bit."

Kaner was right, this guy is something else.

Random thought:

I'm convinced that no current or former athlete reads radio ad copy better than Fergie Jenkins,

Seriously.

Getting closer:

About 50 days until Bears season begins.

Can you believe it?

Also, can you name their first-round draft pick without looking it up?

Open for business:

Love, love waking up in the morning, having some Apple Jacks (what?) and eventually realizing that the British Open already is in full gear.

Heaven.

But still ...:

Watching The Open always reminds me that I'm still ticked at Stewart Cink for what he did to Tom Watson at Turnberry a few years ago.

Argh.

BTW:

Once again my pick to click this weekend is Rickie Fowler.

Needing a life:

How closely do I watch Tom Skilling's forecasts?

Sadly, it's reached the point where I can hear his clicker when he changes screen images, and, honestly, it's driving me crazy.

Someone help me, please.

Yeah:

I know he didn't play defense and was often screamy on the court for no apparent reason, but I didn't mind Carlos Boozer as much as most fans did.

But I will agree that it's in everyone's best interest that he's no longer with the Bulls.

And finally:

If you haven't see the tribute to Ferris Bueller starring Mike Magee of the Fire, do yourself a favor and check it out.

Well worth it, especially if you actually know who Ferris Bueller is.

mspellman@dailyherald.com