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...funky superstar Harold Miner. The laid-back Inglewood native is California. He doesn't play much defense, doesn't fight through ticks, doesn't bang around the boards with the big boys, doesn't work up much of a sweat. He's lazy, but damn, he's good. Smoother than silk, smoother than a baby's behind--pick your own smooth simile. He can play ball. His off-balance jumpers look funny, but they hit nothing but net. He may not run much, but when he does, he's a blur. And on the rare occasions he decides...
Against the overmatched Crimson, Miner's head seemed miles away. He didn't seem to want the ball. His jumpers seemed like afterthoughts. But the sophomore guard still poured in 31 points in only 27 minutes as the Trojans cruised passed Harvard, 103-76. You had to wonder what would have happened if Miner had left La La Land and summoned up an iota of intensity...
However, he did complain that Miner looked bored on the court. He did badmouth his team's lackluster performance. But that's Raveling for you. He can't stand Miner's Rodeo Drive style. He wants to see discipline. He wants to see concentration. And he wants to see the kind of intensity you'd find in a Bloods-Crips rumble in East...
...camp has become almost a memorial site for the miners. One striker suggested that a chain link fence be erected around the camp to preserve it as a monument to the union's fight, hallowed ground not to be defiled. Another miner said he wanted to see a wedding, a honeymoon, even a birth take place in the camp. Others said they hoped the camp would be used for future union meetings after the strike...
...third of seven children of an impoverished Appalachian coal miner who moved north to seek work, Braden was born and raised in the industrial town of Monroe, Mich. On his way to play football one day, Vic, then 11, passed the local tennis courts just as someone opened a can of balls. "You could hear the fizz," he recalls. "I could smell the rubber. It was an amazing kind of olfactory thing. I made up my mind I wanted one of those things...