Detroit Free Press

Mothers Have Their Day, But it’s Without a Song

May 12, 1996 | Detroit Free Press, Comment

To me, life is a song. That's the kind of fella I am. I see the sky, I sing "Here comes the sun." I see a hockey game, I sing "All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth." I see Marge Schott, I sing "If I only had a brain."

AFTER GOING ‘ROUND AND ‘ROUND,IT’S FINALLY GOING YZERMAN’S WAY

May 6, 1996 | Detroit Free Press

In the wee, dark hours of the morning, the airplane landed, and Steve Yzerman and his sleepy teammates trudged ...

COACHES’ STRANGE MIND GAMES ARESURE TO COMMAND THE CENTER STAGE

May 3, 1996 | Detroit Free Press

Let me welcome our out-of-town guests for tonight's NHL playoff series, especially you folks from St. Louis, who ...

IMPOSTER’S AILMENTS THROW LOLICH FOR A LOOP

April 28, 1996 | Detroit Free Press

The news that Mickey Lolich had survived open-heart surgery caught many people by surprise. Including Mickey."Mr. ...

HOW DOES SCOTTY PICK HIS GOALIE? IT’S NO JOKE

April 26, 1996 | Detroit Free Press

Knock, knock."Come in.""Coach Bowman?""What is it, Osgood?""Um, I was just wondering if you knew who was starting ...

A RITE OF SPRING RETURNS: PISTONS IN THE PLAYOFFS

April 22, 1996 | Detroit Free Press

We interrupt this hockey season for a message from the Pistons. You remember the Pistons? Basketball team? Play up ...

Up Close and Personal, Dole is Simply Droll

April 21, 1996 | Detroit Free Press, Comment

He entered the ballroom and walked briskly to his seat. The crowd applauded as strobe lights flashed and photographers lifted their cameras that made whirring and clicking sounds. He smiled and sat down, an arm's length away, and I thought maybe, just maybe, I am sitting next to the next president of the United States.