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Some things you suspect, some things you guess at and some things you just know.

Assuming that boxing will not find another way to disgrace itself is as risky as letting a Texan order the wine.

In Jim Miller, the Bears may have found a quarterback who can throw the football as well as read defenses, one each of which the other two quarterbacks can’t. In other words, Dick Jauron ended up with Erik Kramer after all.

When they hand Wisconsin’s Ron Dayne the game ball he carries Saturday for the 99th yard to break Ricky Williams’ all-time college rushing record, might as well give him the Heisman at the same time. Strike the pose, Ron.

Experts and sports books may favor Lennox Lewis to win Saturday night’s title fight because Father Time is catching up to the 37-year-old Evander Holyfield, but with Holyfield having sired nine children by six separate women, it is more like time catching up with father.

No matter how often Michael Jordan trails chum like a bait boat, the media always swallows it, hook and all.

Jordan does for the slow news day what a marble does for a spray paint can, stirs things up.

If Tiger Woods isn’t the Athlete/Sportsman/Achiever of the Year, then Peyton Manning already has won the Super Bowl.

The Bowl Championship Series is trying just a little bit too hard to give us a college title game between Virginia Tech and Kansas State. I’ll take Florida State-Tennessee again. Twice.

Or is this worse, a Super Bowl between Jacksonville and Detroit?

First, and maybe last, Bulls victory is next Tuesday in Oakland.

The crying shame is not Rafael Palmeiro getting a Gold Glove for not playing first base in the American League, it is Mark Grace not getting a Gold Glove for playing the best first base in the National League. For the decade.

Las Vegas announces it can not tolerate any more of Mike Tyson’s thuggish shenanigans, breaking up the kind of perfect chemistry usually found only in a septic tank.

One of these Monday mornings Mike Ditka will just leave a note on the screen door and never be heard from again.

Purdue quarterback Drew Brees announces he will stay in college for his senior year. Anything–even West Layfayette–to avoid playing for the Cincinnati Bengals.

The Curse of ex-Bears Quarterbacks cannot be ignored. Rick Mirer gets Vinny Testaverde, Steve Stenstrom gets Steve Young and Erik Kramer and Jim Harbaugh get each other. Nobody ride to work with Peter Tom Willis.

I’m guessing, oh, the third postgame press briefing before new Cubs manager Don Baylor violates his own autobiography, “Nothing But the Truth.” Sooner if Kerry Wood can’t get his heater back.

Ken Griffey Jr. went from best seller to the bargain bin faster than the sequel to Silence of the Lambs. Junior will end up back in Seattle.

Two players on No. 1 ranked Connecticut’s basketball team are under investigation for driving loaners, a Land Rover and a Lexus. Hey, once you get to the top, a used Honda Civic just won’t do.

And it didn’t even take an interview with Jim (Stop Me If You’ve Heard this Question Five Times or More) Gray to get Congress to forgive Shoeless Joe Jackson for taking bribes in the 1919 World Series.

Other than the fact that Bulls rookie Ron Artest has no jump shot and plays like he’s lost his flea collar, he’s fine.

Jerry Krause can insist all he wants to that Tim Floyd will be a great NBA coach, but it won’t be with any Bulls’ team Krause gives him.

Comparisons of Elton Brand to a “young Charles Barkley” manages to insult each of the players, conversational wit and most of the Julian calendar.

Fight of the year had to be Teofilo Stevenson, three-time Olympic gold medal boxing champion, being subdued by 10 Miami cops after defending the honor of Fidel Castro. Nobody can talk about his dictator that way.

It comes as no surprise to anybody who saw him play college basketball that Bob Knight would be the cause of a hunting accident; he never could shoot.