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                  Here's a Tip-Off: NBA Will Start on Time

                  By Michael Wilbon

                  Friday, August 7, 1998; Page C01

                  Here's the good news from yesterday's talks between the
                  NBA owners and the players they've locked out: Both
                  sides are talking about testing and punishing for
                  marijuana use.

                  Here's the bad news: everything else.

                  David Stern is not a pessimist. During previous labor
                  skirmishes the NBA commissioner would give you that
                  knowing smile, which amounted to assurance that there
                  would be no work stoppage in his league. No matter how
                  badly negotiations were going at the time, Stern seemed
                  convinced the league would get its business affairs
                  straight long before time to tip off the season. And it
                  always has.

                  That the league and its owners broke off negotiations
                  yesterday because the owners didn't like the union's
                  latest proposal is hardly a big deal. That Stern would
                  later say, "I'm less optimistic today than I was
                  yesterday" that the season will start on time in
                  November is worth paying attention to, even after you
                  factor in the spin.

                  What started out as (to use deputy commissioner Russ
                  Granik's words) a "freewheeling discussion" that Stern
                  said went well and beyond posturing ended in a huff. In
                  a conference call with reporters late yesterday
                  afternoon, Stern and Granik suggested repeatedly that
                  their conversation with a dozen or so players in the
                  morning in no way reflected an afternoon proposal from
                  union officials that the owners found "quite insulting,"
                  Stern said.

                  In that same conversation, his most pessimistic words
                  were also his most measured. "I'm saddened by this," he
                  said, adding that the two sides are going to have to
                  negotiate a deal "whether it's now, December, or
                  whenever. . . . The only question is how much damage is
                  going to be done to this sport in the interim."

                  I thought Stern was going to laugh off a question about
                  a "drop dead" date for the 1998-99 season to be
                  canceled. Instead, Stern agreed that the NHL's Jan. 20
                  start to the 1994 lockout-shortened season was about as
                  late a date as the NBA could start, too.

                  Okay, no doubt Stern has to take this impasse as
                  seriously as any labor dispute since the early 1980s.
                  Because talking about a "hard" salary cap and doing away
                  with the "Larry Bird Exception" are rather radical
                  notions given the league's success under those very
                  guidelines in the 1980s and early 1990s. And the muted
                  tone of Stern's voice during a prearranged chat with
                  reporters shouldn't be kissed off as a ploy.

                  But. . . .

                  I don't believe for a minute, not yet anyway, that the
                  NBA will miss one regular season game.

                  It's not about who's right or wrong; I'm not about to
                  waste a minute of time assigning "right" or "wrong" to
                  two parties squabbling over billions of dollars.

                  What I'm betting on is the majority of NBA players
                  aren't committed to missing a season. Or a portion of a
                  season.

                  A great number of the NBA's high-profile players are
                  committed to one thing and one thing only: getting paid.

                  To do that, you've got to play.

                  Let's face it, the notion of "sacrifice" has never been
                  high on the agendas of the average '90s player. Becoming
                  a great player in college wasn't a priority. Hell, going
                  to college wasn't a priority. You think Kobe "Pass the
                  ball? Me?" Bryant is about the good of the union? You
                  think a guy like Penny Hardaway, who declares himself
                  out for the season in March, has the stuff to tough it
                  out for a couple of months without those $30,000
                  paychecks? Maybe it's just me, but I don't think the
                  J.R. Riders and Derrick Colemans and Shawn Kemps have
                  any concept of standing together for the good of the
                  union or the next generation of ballplayers.

                  They're in it to get paid. They're in it to be famous,
                  to have commercial endorsements, to live large. Players
                  such as Buck Williams, Charles Barkley, Charles Oakley
                  and Michael Jordan are just about extinct. And I don't
                  see any Curt Floods coming up behind them. Solidarity
                  through thick and thin? I'll believe it when I see it.

                  You see, all those $80,000 cars being driven by the
                  stars, their boyz, mammas, cousins, flunkies, groupies,
                  etc., have to be paid for. So do all the pagers, cell
                  phones, road trips, custom-tailored suits, houses and
                  apartments. And, I'm sorry to be so indelicate, child
                  support payments. Can you say "lifestyle?" I don't want
                  to suggest that guys making an average of $2.6 million a
                  year are living from hand to mouth, but there are a
                  whole lot of guys making three times that much who'll
                  tell you very quietly after a drink or two that they
                  have shockingly little to show for what they make.

                  You think Stern and the owners don't know this?

                  The owners, who by the way have various other business
                  interests from which to earn an income, will hunker down
                  with a year's worth of money from NBC and Turner Network
                  if there is a long work stoppage. Sure, probably 100
                  guys couldn't care less about missing a few paydays, but
                  what about that increasing number of men making the
                  league minimum ($272,000)? Think they're gonna be rarin'
                  to miss two months of pay so Scottie Pippen can be
                  assured of getting $20 million next year from the
                  Chicago Bulls?

                  Personally, I find it kind of funny that management
                  negotiated itself into this corner in the last
                  agreement, to the extent that the players have this kind
                  of lopsided advantage.

                  But I don't want to hear this absurd notion being
                  advanced by some of the players that they are now akin
                  to "highly paid slaves." If you make a billion in
                  salaries, as the NBA players do now, and you can't buy
                  the damn plantation or start your own, you ought to be a
                  slave.

                  Anyway, the best thing about the NBA starting on time --
                  besides the resumption of my favorite season -- would be
                  that we don't have to hear any more rhetoric or
                  pessimism coming from either side.

                        © Copyright 1998 The Washington Post Company



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