A selection of stories from the week that was wilder than Melrose Place.

Why Grantland Rice Sucked | Grantland Rice was everything his namesake website should aspire not to be. He was a pandering mythmaker who wrote verse and prose the way Thomas Kinkade paints carriage lanes ("The Hills of Fame still beckon where the Paths of Glory lead …"). Reading him today is not unlike looking at your maiden aunt's collection of Precious Moments figurines. Moths come flying off every word. He was responsible for a lot of the worst pathologies of sportswriting today, and the fact that a major web site now unironically carries his name tells me we've done to Rice what Rice did to so many ballplayers over the years. We've godded up the godmaker. (Tommy Craggs)
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A Long List Of Sports Figures Who've Also Claimed Their Twitter Was Hacked | As soon as Rep. Anthony Weiner first acknowledged his roiling Twitter-bulge scandal with a desperate "I've been hacked" defense last week, we knew he was guilty. "I've been hacked" is the first refuge of a cock-Tweeter. Weiner isn't the first to mistakenly send a private Twitter flirtation to a relative stranger. Here's a long list of very public sports figures who've been through similar ordeals. Some of the messages were sexual, some were surly, but all of these men proclaimed their innocence and denied responsibility for their social-media boners. Odds are, though, that just like the beleaguered Weiner, some of them were straight-up lying. (Barry Petchesky and A.J. Daulerio)

Why Men Send Dong Shots To People | We've all had a good laugh about Anthony Weiner using his Twitter account to show the world that white Congressmen can have surprisingly decent-sized cocks. And we here at Deadspin have gotten a great deal of mileage out of men who, in fit of passion, decided to take pictures of their dicks and send them out into the ether, like digital herpes. (Drew Magary)

LeBron James And The Mistaken Case Of The Shrinking Superstar | In last night's post-game press conference, CBS Sports controversialist Gregg Doyel took the mic and asked LeBron James about his fourth quarter performances in the postseason. The fourth quarter, Doyel suggested, is when "superstars become superstars" (a confusing idea of evolution in itself), and James has been "shrinking" from that call. A few hours later, we saw exactly what narrative that question was intended to feed — Doyel's column, which is entitled "LeBron James: Story of an incredibly shrinking superstar." (Emma Carmichael)
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Tim Donaghy Watches The Watchmen | As he did for us last year, Tim Donaghy, the former NBA referee who spent 11 months in prison for relaying inside information to gamblers, will review the performance of his former colleagues during the NBA Finals. Game 1 | Game 2 | Game 3 | Game 4 | Game 5

My Lunches With Costas: A Series Of Frank Encounters With The Journalist And Shill | Mickey Mantle died in 1995, at 63, overwhelmed by cancer from a liver that had been removed and replaced only months before. The controversy — had he been bumped to the head of the line and how could a patient with such advanced disease even be considered for a transplant? — was muted by admiration for Mantle's gallantry, his call for organ donations, and his candor about alcohol abuse and his lousy record as a husband and father. At the time, I wrote: ''Just before he died, Mickey Mantle gave us a reason to love him. He was willing to use himself as an almost anti-role model in a very heroic way.'' (Robert Lipsyte, from An Accidental Sportswriter)

How An MLB Umpire Helped This Kalamazoo Wiffleball Team Win Its Game | The Kalamazoo Wiffle League is the No. 1 competitive wiffle league in the nation, one of its players tells me. This becomes apparent when you see Steve Everett's leaping catch below, and even more so when you see the lengths the wifflers went to verify the call. At stake were the tying runs in the last inning, after all. So they phoned an MLB umpire. Who wouldn't? (Jack Dickey)

Learning To Hate Sugar Ray Leonard All Over Again | I never liked Sugar Ray Leonard. By all rights, I should have. He was a spectacular boxer, a rare combination of grace and power, one of the best of all time. He fought bigger men. He fought the class of his generation. What's more, he grew up a shy, comic book-loving kid in the suburbs of my hometown of Washington D.C. But there was always something absent in Leonard, at least for me. He struck me as a simulacrum, an actor, one of those people who smile too much because they know how straight and white their teeth are. He was too clean, too manufactured, the over-produced studio rap to the gritty old-school stuff that I demanded in pugilists. His nickname fit him perfectly. To me, he was cloying. (Luke O'Brien)

West Virginia's Toxic Circus: The Boozer, The Lame Duck, And The Vengeful Coach's Wife | West Virginia's coaching situation is, to put it as mildly as we can, a total clusterfuck. Whoever in the athletics office thought it would be a good idea to hire Dana Holgorsen as head-coach-in-waiting, while still keeping current coach Bill Stewart around for another year, ought to find themselves out of a job soon — possibly along with both the current and future coaches. With Holgorsen's highly-publicized belligerence at a casino, and a slew of not-so-publicized alleged incidents with alcohol, and Stewart (or his wife) possibly feeding the local media the dirt, the Mountaineers have created a mess on the Monongahela. (Barry Petchesky)

Milwaukee's Nyjer Morgan Provides The Post-Game Interview Of The Season | Nyjer Morgan, the most glorious weirdo in Major League Baseball, put the Mets away with a walk-off double in the bottom of the ninth in Milwaukee last night. In his post-game interview with Fox Sports Wisconsin, Prince Fielder provided Morgan with a Gatorade bath, which this time around consisted entirely of Gatorade. The outfielder admitted that he'd thought the Brewers were leading when he connected — a statement that's totally supported by his look of genuine, joyful surprise as his teammates surround him in celebration. Mark it down before the next Verducci column: the new hitting technique is utter oblivion. (Emma Carmichael)


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