The Michigan Daily-Friday, June 16,1989-Page 12
13th World Maccabiah Games
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FROM STAFF REPORTS
In the United States and around the globe, final
preparations are underway for the 13th World
Maccabiah Games, to be held July 3-13 in Israel.
Over 4,000 world-class Jewish athletes from 41
countries, including nearly 500 from the U.S., will
gather for the competition.
Three Michigan graduates will be participating in
the Games. Jim Bronner, a 1965 graduate from
Highland Park, Ill., will participate in the Masters
Track competition. Nancy Brookman, also a 1965
grad, will compete in Masters Tennis.
Dan Goldberg, who just graduated in April, will
be participating in the Tennis competition. Goldberg,
a three-time All-American, was the no. 2 singles
player on the Michigan tennis team this past season.
The Games, which are organized in Olympic-style
competition, are held every four years. The Maccabiah
is recognized as a regional set of Games by the
International Olympic Committee.
The Maccabiah is emphasized as a cultural, as well
as athletic experience. One unique aspect has the
athletes housed according to sport, rather than
country, making it the only international compe-
tition to follow this procedure.
At previous Maccabiah Games competitions, the
U.S. team'has included such notable athletes as
swimmer Mark Spitz, gymnast Mitch Gaylord,
basketball stars Danny Schayes and Ermie Grun-feld,
golfers Corey Pavin and Bruce Fleisher, and tennis
star Brad Gilbert.
The U.S. delegation is the third largest to be sent
to any international competition. All U.S. athletes
are sponsored by the United States Committee Sports
In a very special development, the Soviet Union
will be sending a delegation to the Maccabiah for the
first time ever. At least 57 Soviet athletes are
expected, as well as first-time appearances by Cuba,
Hong Kong, Portugal, Singapore, and South Korea.
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Many contribute to the
Pistons' success story
BY JAY MOSES
Isiah Thomas was kissing the NBA Championship trophy, kissing it
again and again, up and down, as if it would disappear if his lips left it for
more than an instant. He was drenched, with champagne, with sweat, with
tears, but that didn't matter. His dream, his obsession was fulfilled, and
all he could do was grin and kiss that trophy.
The Detroit Pistons, after more than 30 years of frustration, after three
years of coming so close to the dream only to see it slip away, completed
their quest for a World Championship by sweeping the two-time
defending champion Los Angeles Lakers in the 1989 NBA Finals.
The NBA's "Bad Boys" did not do this the easy way. They had to
endure a lot to get to this level, and it could be argued that that is a big
part of the reason why they did get there.
They had heartbreaking disappointments in the playoffs each of the last
three years. They had to live with the pressure of being favored to win for
the entire season. They had to deal with the controversy surrounding the
trade of crowd favorite Adrian Dantley.
The Pistons also had to deal with their reputation as a bunch of thugs,
a factor which extended far beyond the media's use of the "Bad Boys"
slogan as a theme for the season. The image affected the way everyone
perceived the Pistons, including the referees and the league office.
But when it came down to it, Detroit was the best basketball team in
the world this year, and, despite what many Piston-haters.wished for, there
was no stopping them. They had learned from their mistakes of the past;
they were seasoned, they were mature, and they were focused.
So when they faced Magic Johnson, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, and their
Laker dynasty, they did itwith the kind of confidence that champions are
made of. They showed from game one that no ghosts of the past or
present were going to stand in their way. To a man, they knew that they
were there for one thing and one thing only, as if destiny were calling
them to Championship Heaven.
THERE WAS Bill Laimbeer, in many ways the heart of this team,
struggling offensively, but, where his play lagged, he was the number one
cheerleader on the bench.
James Edwards, the wise, patient, elder statesman, filled in for
Laimbeer at center. He frustrated Jabbar, Mychal Thompson, or anyone
who tried to guard him, with an assortment of virtually unstoppable
There was Rick Mahorn, redeeming his sore-backed performance of
1988 with a vengeance. The embodiment of the Bad Boys image lived up
to his name, putting a body on anything that was in his way.
There was John Salley, blocking shots, nailing jumpers with
confidence, and keeping his tongue in check.
Salley's partner, Dennis Rodman, playing his patented sticky defense
and tenacious, spirited rebounding despite a back injury which forced him
to play in constant agony.
Mark Aguirre, the new kid on the block, showing again that given the
right circumstances he is a class individual.
Vinnie Johnson, the scoring machine, helping carry the Pistons'
offense when the frontline seemed stymied.
Backcourt mate Joe Dumars, the playoff MVP, quietly establishing
himself as one of the top all-around players in the league, doing
absolutely everything the Pistons needed to win.
And the little man who engineered it all, whose life for the last several
years has revolved around this idea, to the point of obsession- for him it
was perhaps sweetest of all.
The champagne and the sweat are gone, but the trophy remains. 1989,
the year of the Piston. Go ahead, Isiah, kiss it again.You've earned it.
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