Rock on . . .

Obstacle course

Aggravated over a foul call last week, Karl Malone upended a dish of hard candy on press row, banged a computer monitor, flung Hot Rod Hundley's sportcoat into the second row and spilled Ron Boone's coffee.

Still, I wouldn't be too hard on him.

I've done the same thing — and I was just trying to do was get to my seat.

Unfortunate wording

A reader recently noted an Internet site that has the mission statement of the Fresno State Alumni Association.

It's goals include striving to "establish a forum for fingerprints of the past to touch the future."

Don't you think any organization that had Jerry Tarkanian as its coach should avoid using the term "fingerprints" at all costs?

Nauseatingly different

So they're doing away with the Deseret News marathon. It was recently announced that next summer's race will be the last.

Gotta admit, it wasn't my favorite sport. But it was unique.

How often do you cover a sport in which the interviewee barfs between questions?

Preliminary work

Arizona Diamondbacks pitcher Curt Schilling says he began doing the Winsor Pilates workout program during the offseason.

The good news, he says, is it works. Bad news is his wife laughed at him.

"The hard part," said Schilling, "is getting past looking really, really stupid for the first week or two."

Better than looking really, really stupid in the fifth inning of a big game.

Fab-ulous, dahling!

Latrell Sprewell was baffled recently when fashion designer Calvin Klein approached him in the middle of a Knicks game and began chatting.

Though the papers didn't say what prompted KC to approach Spree, a friend told the New York Post, "He probably got caught up in the exuberance of the moment. He's a fashion designer — they get excited about things."

Figures.

Only a fashion designer would find something exciting about the Knicks.