Neil Best leaves no stone unturned in the world of sports media.
Mark Jackson could coach, but should manage
My Friday newspaper column primarily is about the various New York connections for this year's NBA playoffs . . . on TV, not on the court, of course.
I'm all for Mark Jackson being named the Knicks' coach, but I'd rather see him take a front office position in which Donnie Walsh could mentor him, then hand over the keys in three or four years.
It worked for the Giants. They won it all the year after the departure of Ernie Accorsi, who set the team on its SBXLII course, to be followed by Jerry Reese, who ably put it over the top.
Completely random other stuff before I move on to my Sunday column:
Manny Ramirez was New York Newsday's City Player of the Year back when we awarded such a prize, but I never did get to see him play for George Washington. My colleague, Michael Dobie, did, and I recall him coming back from covering a game in awe over the distance young Manny had driven one particular baseball.
In my mini-review of ESPN's new Derek Jeter DVD, I forgot to mention that in the minors, he wore No. 13. Is this widely known? I thought it was interesting.
In my column about the Knicks' free food giveaway, I mentioned that cotton candy and grilled chicken sandwiches were excluded because they are too labor intensive.
I forgot to mention the banned list also included chocolate/vanilla soft ice cream swirls (one flavor only, please) as well as ice cream toppings.