“Jack McCallum has written an honest, even-handed book to help separate fact from myth. I wish it had been around two years ago.”
Phil Jackson, 13-time NBA champion
I recently got the number from my most recent PSA test, the third time I’ve gotten tested since my prostatectomy in February, 2012. It registered 0.02. “Perfect,” read the email from Kelly Monahan, the reliable P.A. who assisted Dr. David Lee on my surgery. Beyond the fact that “perfect” is a word rarely ascribed […](READ MORE)
Prostate cancer is rather the jokey cancer. Nobody has much of anything funny to say about brain cancer or breast cancer—nor should they—but prostate is something else again. The gland, first of all, is invariably mispronounced; “NYPD Blue,” a show to which I was devoted, got a season’s worth of ha-has out of Detective […](READ MORE)
–Jeff Pearlman, New York Times best-selling author of Sweetness and Boys Will Be Boys
In Dream Team, Hall of Fame basketball writer Jack McCallum, who covered the squad from the first practice to the gold-medal triumph in Barcelona and even contributed to its immortal name, delivers the full story of the Olympic men’s basketball team that captivated the world and changed the face of the game.
In the two decades that have passed, the gilded stars on the Dream Team roster are still household names in the world of basketball, including Michael Jordan, Magic Johnson, Larry Bird and Charles Barkley.
The book not only provides an inside look at the Dream Team—the battles over who should be chosen and who should be excluded, who should coach, and who was going to sacrifice the most in the pursuit of the gold medal—but also a portrait of that entire Golden Age of basketball, both triumphs and tribulations.
With the Kennedy assassination upon us, everyone born before, say, 1953 is boring everyone else with tales of Where They Were at the Time They Heard. Mine is typical. Sitting in freshman English class at Oakcrest High School in Mays Landing, N.J. Announcement made, national anthem plays through the speakers, Paul Liepe stands at […](READ MORE)
I have long offered one piece of advice for young sports writers—besides go slow on the pressroom hot dogs, carefully mark down your parking space at football stadiums (I once wandered for 90 minutes in search of my Hertz), and don’t wear the same, mustard-stained shirt all the time—cultivate the assistant coaches as sources. […](READ MORE)
FIRST IN A SERIES OF BLOGS IN CONJUNCTION WITH THE RE-RELEASE OF UNFINISHED BUSINESS, A BOOK ABOUT THE 1990-91 BOSTON CELTICS. BUY IT HERE: http://bit.ly/UnfinishedBiz Producing a book based on following a team through a single season is at once the most predictable and unpredictable of tasks. Predictable because as a writer you know […](READ MORE)
As usual, I watched only the first couple innings of Tuesday night’s major league All-Star game, interested mainly—okay, only—in who would march to the plate in what order. Batting orders … I love batting orders. Bryce Harper hitting 9? Joe Maurer, the 2009 American League MVP, slotted in at 8? Weren’t they PISSED? Lineup […](READ MORE)
After reading Lee Jenkins’s terrific wrapup of the NBA finals, which was centered, as it should’ve been, on LeBron James, http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/vault/article/magazine/MAG1207936/index.htm it got me thinking about the BPITL Factor. That stands, of course, for Best Player in the League. No other sport has as easily a recognized BPITL as the NBA. In the NFL […](READ MORE)
In the summer of 1988, I was among those fortunate enough to take a 17-day tour of the Soviet Union with the Atlanta Hawks, Commissioner David Stern, various NBA and Turner executives and two journalist compadres. Those on the trip no doubt think I’m using “fortunate” ironically as it was a trip filled with […](READ MORE)