<?xml version="1.0" encoding="ISO-8859-1"?>
<BODY.CONTENT>
<UID>
9501290206
</UID>
<PUBLICATION>
DETROIT FREE PRESS
</PUBLICATION>
<DATE>
950918
</DATE>
<TDATE>
Monday, September 18, 1995
</TDATE>
<EDITION>
METRO FINAL
</EDITION>
<SECTION>
NWS
</SECTION>
<PAGE>
1A
</PAGE>
<ILLUSTRATION>
Photo Color JULIAN H. GONZALEZ 
Photo STEVEN R. NICKERSON
</ILLUSTRATION>
<CAPTION>

</CAPTION>
<BYLINE>
MITCH ALBOM
</BYLINE>
<AFFILIATION>

</AFFILIATION>
<MEMO>

</MEMO>
<COPYRIGHT>
Copyright (c) 1995, Detroit Free Press
</COPYRIGHT>
<HEADLINE>
A BARRY BAD DAY
COME-FROM-AHEAD DEFEAT IS A COMPLETE TEAM EFFORT
</HEADLINE>
<SUBHEAD>

</SUBHEAD>
<CORRECTION>

</CORRECTION>
<BODY>
There goes autumn. Before it even started. Detroit's football season has
been knifed at the knees, it is bent, bleeding, broken -- and the trees
haven't dropped their leaves yet. The Lions lost  Sunday, which is no longer
news around here, but how they lost was unique, even for them. Blown snaps. A
rainstorm of penalty flags. Last year's quarterback returning to burn them.
And the final crushing  blow: Superman humbled.

  Barry Sanders (yes, Barry Sanders) fumbled twice in the fourth quarter --
and he hadn't fumbled since the Bush administration. He was not the reason the
Lions sunk Sunday, just a symbol of their illness:

  If there's no way they can lose, don't worry, they'll invent one.
  "This is the lowest I've been in my life as a football coach," moaned Wayne
Fontes, after the  Lions' home opener, a come-from-ahead, 20-17 defeat to the
bumbling Arizona Cardinals, who tried their hardest to give this game away,
but finally had to take it home themselves. Detroit outrushed and outpassed
them, but also outfumbled and outpenaltied them. The game had as much
discipline as a Pauly Shore movie. First down. Penalty! Second down. Penalty!
Third down. Penalty!
  The Old Oak Tree  never saw this much yellow.
  "Unbelievable," offensive tackle Lomas Brown would say. "And ugly."
  True. But the Lions still lost. They are 0-3. Their next game is against
the Super Bowl champion  San Francisco 49ers. This is the best collection of
talent Detroit has had in years, and it will now take a month of victories
just to get it over .500.
  There goes autumn.
Passing the blame 
  "No way we should have lost this game, it is ridiculous, not to this team,
no way, no how!" This was Robert Porcher talking. Porcher is the much-heralded
defensive lineman who the Lions keep saying  is about to explode with
greatness. Sunday he exploded in another fashion. First, he was called for
three penalties -- on a day when the Lions drew 15 yellow flags -- and
afterward he exploded at the  suggestion that he was to blame.
  "My last penalty (roughing the passer on second-and-19 during the
Cardinals' winning drive) did not cost us the game! It did not! And if anyone
is saying that, they're  wrong!  
  "Last week, I took a lot of heat for my play. Well, this week, I'm
disappointed with the play calling. And I want to see who steps up and takes
the blame."
  Uh-oh. That's a slap at the  coaching staff. Sorry, Robert. You'll have to
get in line to do that. 
  We were here first.
  Besides, while the final fault may indeed lie with Wayne Fontes' crew,
Porcher is wrong. He is to blame,  along with all the other players in the
silver-and-blue uniforms. It wasn't Fontes, after all, who did the following:
* First quarter: Failed to score a touchdown with first-and- goal from the 6.
* Second  quarter: Blew a scoring chance by fumbling a snap and losing it 32
yards behind the line of scrimmage.
* Third quarter: Had a touchdown called back on an illegal motion penalty --
on a lineman who weights  324 pounds, so how fast could he have been going? --
and failed to score on fourth-and-inches with the ball in Sanders' hands.
* Fourth quarter: Fumbled twice, and allowed Dave Krieg to toss a prayer  on
fourth-and-10 to Anthony Edwards, who had to spin backward, but still caught
the ball over the Lions defender, Corey Raymond.
  "Tracy Scroggins was so close, he got a hand on Krieg," the players  would
say. You know what? Who cares about a hand? On fourth-and-10, you smother the
guy! A hand means nothing. You make the play or you don't.
  And this is the Lions' problem. Statistically, they  are fine. Scott
Mitchell's numbers are good. The defense's sacks are up. If football were
played on paper, Detroit might be undefeated.
  But on the field, where it counts, the Lions do not make the big plays.
They get a hand on the quarterback, but they don't bring him down. They get to
an inch of the goal line but don't punch it through. They poke the pass into
the air, but they don't intercept  it.
  Sunday's game should have been 20-0 at halftime. Instead it was 10-6. Great
teams don't have to fight for their lives at the end of the fourth quarter.
Great teams are drinking Gatorade and watching  the subs play at that point.
  "We're not out there trying to lose, believe me," said Mitchell, who threw
for 217 yards and a touchdown, but still could not be described as commanding.
"I didn't go  out and try to fumble that snap. What can I do?  
  "I can't control Krieg throwing a touchdown on fourth-and- 10. I can't
control Barry fumbling twice -- not that he was the problem. It's just . . .
you know . . ."
  He sighed. He was frustrated. He had been booed by the fans. What else is
new in Detroit?
  "It's tough for him," Brown said. "I told Scott, if he needs someone to
lean on, he  can lean on me." 
  How about the rest of us, Lomas? Got room on that shoulder for a few
million heads?
Attitude at the top 
  A word here about Sanders. Before his fumbles -- both of which were
stripped -- he was having a marvelous game, 147 yards and a touchdown, and he
was certainly the hero if the Lions had won. Sanders ducked out without
talking to the media after the loss, which is understandable,  if a little
disappointing, since he always has been a guy who keeps football in
perspective.
  But what can he do? He is talent. And talent is not the big problem here.
It is intangibles. Players rising  to the occasion. Players believing not only
that they can win -- but that they're supposed to win. Players knowing
instinctively that you don't let an inferior team hang around a game -- you
wipe it  out early.
  This is attitude, and it has to come from the top. It is the reason Wayne
Fontes' chair is hot to the touch this morning. He heard the boos. He heard
the chorus of "Wayne must go!" 
  He shrugged it off. He is a survivor, seven years and counting.
  "It's bizarre," he said, half-smiling, "Barry can have a good run, and
they're up and cheering, and the very next play, they're yelling,  'Fire the
coach.'
  "I've heard that song before. It's an old song. One day they'll run out of
quarters."
  Not before he does.
  There goes autumn.
CUTLINE:
Barry Sanders kneels on the sidelines  after his fumbles gave the Cardinals
the chance they needed.  But the Lions were not able to make the big plays
Sunday.  More in Sports, 1D.
Scott Mitchell (19) fumbles the ball in the fourth quarter. Mitchell completed
most of his passes but  the winless Lions, in their home opener, gave the game
away.
</BODY>
<DISCLAIMER>

</DISCLAIMER>
<KEYWORDS>
DLIONS; FOOTBALL;Lions
</KEYWORDS>
</BODY.CONTENT>
