The latest UNLV football loss to UNR is over, which means Wolf Pack coach Chris Ault is somewhere dancing on a couch wearing a lampshade and the Rebels now can just have nightmares about tackling Frankie Albert rather than looking pathetic trying to do so.
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Ed Graney
Ed Graney is a sports columnist for the Las Vegas Review-Journal, covering a variety of topics and the Las Vegas sports scene.
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The telephone rang a few Saturday evenings ago, and Glenn Carano answered. A cowboy was calling, his old wide receiver Mike Haverty.
Joseph Serino would tell the driver to slow down, that he needed to scan the tops of buildings for snipers and the roadside for bombs. He would look at a bush moved by the breeze and wonder if the enemy lurked behind. He always wondered what danger waited around the next bend.
The clock ticked quietly before. Now you can hear it from Summerlin to Henderson and beyond. Don Logan officially welcomed the Toronto Blue Jays to town Monday, but far more important than any two-year Triple-A affiliation agreement is the next three to six months.
Think of it this way: Scott Speed used to be a passenger in a rocket, taking a seat and knowing he had no control over how the powerful piece of machinery under his feet would react after launch.
A suggestion for Paul Azinger: If things begin to get a bit tight in Louisville this week and the boys appear overcome by the moment (or just by the fact the Europeans are continuing to kick our Ryder Cup tails), the U.S. captain might consider a few options to turn momentum:
Mike Sanford’s reaction following his football team’s upset of Arizona State on Saturday night is precisely why the celebration rule that cast a dark cloud over the Brigham Young-Washington game a week earlier needs to be shredded like unnecessary documents.
The e-mails have helped. So have the telephone calls from family members and close friends and ordinary acquaintances and others Delphine Lakes never has met. Someone called from Canada. She didn’t know the person. It meant everything.
Effort isn’t an issue for those again trying to make the annual PGA Tour stop here more fashionable event than forgotten weekend.
SALT LAKE CITY — When trying to surface from the ocean floor, you can’t expect a clean and swift journey. Things will be choppy in places. Nothing comes easy for those at the bottom.
Frank Marrero didn’t want it to end on that bedroom floor.
There is no such thing as a routine victory when you have lost eight straight football games dating to last season and 29 of your last 35 dating to 2005. There is no such thing as grinding out wins for UNLV.
OK, I admit it. I went too far last season. I allowed myself to get caught up in the promise of UNLV football, or at least the promise of improved play and more wins that coach Mike Sanford continues to, well, promise.
BEIJING — The most important part came afterward. After the survival. After the midcourt celebration. After they joined arms and stepped forward as one. After the gold medals had been slipped around their necks and the national anthem played and the American flag rose between two others. You always want yours in the middle. It’s where the winner resides.