Reporters remember 2007

Taking snapshots

December 26, 2007

It would be foolish to look back on 2007 and remind you of every story we've covered. But here are some events that reporters remember from the year. Some they covered and some they just enjoyed as fans. We hope you appreciate them as much as they did.

Turning back the clock

I've covered just about every Ravens game since they began play in Baltimore for the start of the 1996 season. I've always enjoyed watching middle linebacker Ray Lewis play because he is such a fierce competitor. But during the past three years, I've seen a gradual decline in skills, which is natural for a man who has played for 12 seasons, and with such recklessness.

I thought his best days were behind him. Then came Nov. 18 at home against the Cleveland Browns. Lewis was running sideline to sideline again, making tackles and smiling like a little child. He ran step for step across the middle with tight end Kellen Winslow, just as he did in his younger days against Eddie George. Lewis was involved in some fierce head-to-head collisions with his old friend, Cleveland running back Jamal Lewis, and they traded blows as in an old Ali-Frazier fight.

Lewis finished with a game-high 23 tackles that day. After the game, he quickly took a shower and put on his clothes. He started walking out of the locker room, declining to speak with reporters. I bumped into him on purpose just to slow him down for a few seconds. "Great game, 52," I told him. Lewis smiled, and then he winked. At least for one more Sunday, we both knew that he had slowed down the opponent that eventually beats everyone. For one day, Ray Lewis beat Father Time.

- Mike Preston

King James' coronation

Sports for me have always been about the virtuosic moments when great athletes transcend our expectations of human capability.

So I'll never forget LeBron James scoring 48 points and demolishing the Detroit Pistons on May 31. I just happened to flip to the game during the third quarter, without much expectation of greatness or much concern over the eventual winner.

But as James hit shot after shot, often going one-on-five without help from his teammates, I filled my empty basement with whoops normally reserved for a crowded sports bar.

Who knows whether this will turn out to be true, but I felt I was catching the first signature moment of a player none of us will forget. It felt like watching Michael Jordan drop 63 on the Boston Celtics during the 1986 playoffs or Tiger Woods win the Masters by 12 strokes in 1997. And it didn't matter a bit that the Cavaliers went on to play dreadful basketball in the NBA Finals.

Only the very best give us those kinds of chills, and on that random night, LeBron James showed me he's one of them.

- Childs Walker

Everyman has his day

Go ahead, if you like, and remember this year's U.S. Open at Oakmont as the major Tiger Woods let slip away. History certainly will. But I'll remember it differently. It was one of the few moments this year when sports got a shot of personality again.

Angel Cabrera, the then-37-year-old Argentinian, who shot 69 on the final day to snag the trophy, looks like he could be one of my uncles. He has a five o'clock shadow. He drinks beer. He waddles up the fairway with a cigarette in his hand. He isn't chiseled from hours in the gym or calmed by the soothing Zen teachings of a swing guru like Butch Harmon. Instead, he mashes the ball like a lumberjack swinging an ax and putts with the delicate touch of a world-class heart surgeon. And for one day, on a course that probably should have brought this South American Everyman to tears, Cabrera was king.

We need more Cabreras instead of another Woods. Phil Mickelson is supposed to be the antidote to all Woods' focus-group-tested perfection, but his wife is too pretty and he's too rich to really sell the role. Give me Cabrera, a former caddie and son of a laborer who doesn't speak much English and would look like an heirloom tomato stuffed in one of Woods' form-fitting Nike shirts.

"There are some players that have psychologists ... " Cabrera said after his victory with a shrug of the shoulders. "I smoke."

- Kevin Van Valkenburg

New appreciation

Mount Hebron's girls lacrosse team wins just about all the time - 94 percent of the time, to be exact. Last season, it got to 103 wins in a row.

Of course, the inevitable had to happen sometime, and it did, at the worst possible moment. One win shy of the 104 that would have set a national record, the Vikings lost April 14 to West Genesee, a school from suburban Syracuse, N.Y.

That was a tough, emotional day for the Vikings. They didn't know it at the time, but it was the catalyst for another emotional day - this one at the opposite end of the spectrum. A little more than a month later, the Vikings used everything they had learned that day to hurdle another obstacle and hold on to another streak.

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