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9102180227
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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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911231
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Tuesday, December 31, 1991
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METRO FINAL
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SPT
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1D
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<BYLINE>
MITCH ALBOM
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<COPYRIGHT>
Copyright (c) 1991, Detroit Free Press
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<HEADLINE>
YOU SAY YOU WANT A RESOLUTION . . .
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PASADENA, Calif. --  It's New Year's Eve, and look what I found: All your
heroes from the sports page, gathered together to toast 1992.

  Will you please rise and state your resolution:

 "I, Charles Barkley, resolve never to insult anyone again, especially those
stupid reporters."
  "I, Andre Agassi, resolve to wear shirts that reach my waist."
  "I, Bryan Murray, resolve to get  some help for goalie Tim Cheveldae."
  "I, Tim Cheveldae, (yawn) . . . zzzzzz . . ."
  "I, Jack Morris, resolve to stay in Toronto . . . at least until the check
clears."
  "I, Bo Jackson, resolve  to play something."
  "I, Karl Malone, resolve to keep my elbows out of other people's eye
sockets."
  "I, Isiah Thomas, second that resolution."
  "I, Desmond Howard, resolve to keep this  smile on my face -- no matter
how many times they ask me the same question."
  "I, Barry Sanders, mmmmm mmmm mmm."
  "CAN'T HEAR HIM! WHAT'D HE SAY?"
  "I, Wilt Chamberlain, resolve to be more  choosy."
  "I, Bill Parcells, resolve to be less choosy."
  "I, Brent Musburger, resolve to be less cheezy."
  "I, Dick Vitale -- TIME OUT, BABEE! -- resolve to speak -- AWESOME, BABEE!
-- a  little more quietly."
  "I, Carl Lewis, resolve to get through this next Olympics without any
stupid statements, or my makeup kit."
  "I, Michael Jordan -- uh, you may be seated -- resolve to think  of myself
as an average guy, even though we all know I'm not."
  "I, Horace Grant, resolve to think of Michael as an average guy, even
though I know he's a yutz."
  "I, Phil Jackson, resolve to  stay out of it."
  "I, Chuck Daly, wish I had such problems . . ."
Charles, the spittin' image
  "I, Charles Barkley, resolve never to spit on anyone, especially not --
ptew! -- those stupid fans."
  "I, Stefan Edberg, resolve to have a personality implant."
  "I, John McEnroe, volunteer to give him my personality in exchange for his
*& percent(at)*cents serve and volley."
  "I, Ted Turner,  resolve never to chop."
  "Me, too, Snookums."
  "OK, Jane."
  "I, George Steinbrenner, resolve to return."
  "We, Yankees fans, resolve to disappear."
  "I, Rodney Peete, resolve to get  my job back."
  "I, Joe Montana, resolve to get my job back."
  "I, Buddy Ryan, resolve to get a job."
  "US FIRST!"
  "Thank you, Sam, Lindy, Chuck, John, Dan . . . "
  "I, Deion Sanders,  resolve to surgically separate myself from  Hammer."
  "I,  Hammer, resolve to show up at every sports event next year, not just
the ones with high ratings."
  "I, Greg Norman, resolve to never,  ever, ever choke agai- AGGGGH!
  "I, Andre Ware, resolve to live up to my potential for one season."
  "I, William Bedford, resolve to live up to my potential for one night."
  "I, Jerry Ball,  resolve to haunt Brad Baxter every damn day of his damn
football career."
  "I, Brad Baxter, retire immediately."
  "I, George Foreman, resolve to mmmphhh . . . chomp . . . urrp!"
  "I, Don  King, the GREAT Don King, the MAN who put BOXING back into the
HOMES OF AMERICA, and for ONLY $39.95, I, the GREAT one, resolve to --
  "SHUT UP!"
  "Huh?"
And Charles, the author
  "I, Charles  Barkley, resolve never to write another autobiography without
getting my facts straight."
  "I, Gary Moeller, promise to say something interesting if we win the Rose
Bowl."
  "I, Steve Fisher,  promise to coach my kids and not vice versa -- hey,
Chris, come on, I said, no shooting. . . ."
  "I, Rickey Henderson, resolve to go an entire spring training without
bitching about something."
  "I, Jose Canseco, will believe it when I see it."
  "I, Monica Seles, resolve to play in the Wimbledon final -- unless Michael
Bolton has a concert that night."
  "I, John Daly, resolve to see  where one of my balls lands."
  "I, Jerry Tarkanian, resolve to -- aw, you're not gonna believe me
anyhow."
  "I, Sergei Fedorov, resist in speak to better English year in coming."
  "I, Bo  Schembechler, resolve to give up this dumb baseball business and
go back to being a legend."
  "I, Jimmy Connors, resolve to NUPE that stupid NUPRIN commercial."
  "I, Wayne Fontes, promise to  behave a little more low- keyed next time
they stick me on Monday Night Football."
  And I, the columnist writing this column, resolve to give you all a fair
shake next year.
  "THANK YOU!"
  You're welcome. Try not to screw it up.
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<KEYWORDS>
SPORT; RESOLUTION; 1992; COLUMN; HUMOR; NAMELIST
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