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CAPE GAZETYE, Friday, December 26 - January 1, '- SPORTS & OuTDooRs ii!iiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii Cape takes Seaford 65-53; enters Slam undefeated Bluejays play tough despite loss of star player to arrest By Dave Frederick Defending state champion Seaford came to Lewes last Thurs- day night with a 1-2 record, hav- ing lost close games to Sussex Central and Sussex Tech. The Vikings of rookie coach Ed Waples were 2-0, having won close ball games against Sussex Tech and Dover. The pretenders vs. contenders match-up would be settled on the basketball court. Not Family Court! In a shocking "news event" on the sports scene, Seaford's star player Andre Matthews was arrested and charged with the molestation of a minor of the same sex. Reports of his being arrested and sent tO Ferris School reached the Cape players Tuesday after- noon, and they were shocked. "Sure it wasa distraction," said senior Ronson Burton. "It gave us added confidence we could beat them because Matthews is a great player. And I know it hurt them a lot. I don't know how a team deals with that kind of news." Seaford "dealt" by playing ugly up and down basketball, displaying no offense and putting up enough bricks to erect a one-room school I house. And yet with three minutes remaining in the first half, the Bluejays trailed Cape only 19-17. Then Cape went on a six-point run with all the points being scored by Ronson Burton. Cape led 27-17 at the half. "Each game we are get- ting better," said coach Ed Waples. "Certain players like Mardy Biles, Ronson Burton and O.J. Wilson are starting to come into their own." The Viking starting five of Olin Bolden, Julius Hazzard, O.J. Wil- son, Burton and Biles shared qual- ity time with Adam Scott under- neath, Ricky Thompson at the point, Adam Woods on the wing and Haywood Burton as the power forward enforcer under the boards. "The goal was to go into the 'Slam' undefeated," said Ronson Burton. "We drew Milford in the opening game, and that's always a ,very physical game when our two teams get together." Cape "jumped" Seaford from the opening "tipoff," building a 10-0 lead, and maintained that advantage throughout the ball game. In the fourth quarter the Vikings were on cruise control as the frantic Bluejays tried to wres- tle the steering wheel away from Mardy Biles. "I want the ball when the game's on the line," Biles said. "That's my job as the point guard - to bring home the Continued on page 64 Of. Wilson drives for the hoop during Cape's win over Seaford. Slam Dunk's a good alarm clock incentive MAGIC MORNINGS- Young athletes have no problem function- ing in the early morning hours. They sometimes have trouble get- ting up but never when they hear those magic words, "School's can- celled" or "Are you interested in opening your presents early?" Cape will open play in the Slam Dunk tournament the day after Christmas (today) by hosting Mil- ford in an 8:30 a.m. ball game. "The players are fine with it," said tournament director Bobby Jacobs. "And what other two teams are going to put people in the stands at that hour of the morn- ing?" Bobby joked. "One victory and Cape's playing for the May- or's Trophy," Jacobs said. "I think that's a good incentive to set your alarm clock." Dave Frederick THE SECRET-A DIGITAL SCALE!- My wife and I traveled to "Suburban Sprawl Philadul- fyaw" last Sunday to see my incredibly shrinking brother, Tom, and his extended family who are PEOPLE IN SPORTS all also related to me. We came bearing gifts but my great nephews worked me over a little when they asked, "You didn't bring more truck banks, did you Fredman?" Big brother Tom had celebrated a milestone earlier in the week by passing 100 pounds lost since the beginning of July. Needless to say the celebration centered around a pizza party with his tech-tracked social studies stu- dents at Bensalem High School. These are young people with hands-on talent and skills as opposed to advanced placement types who don't know an inside from an outside comer. (You don't either, do you?) "Where's the big guy?" I asked sister-in law Nancy as I shoved aside the sliding glass door leading to the kitchen. "He's at Kentucky Fried Chicken pick- ing up lunch," Nancy said. "That's the way he wanted to do it." Big Tom returned in a brand new beefy Ford Expedition that helped support the weight of vats and vats of deep fried chicken. We settled in to watch the Ravens vs. Cincin- nati game. There were potato chips and two kinds of di-. a ":!' of coleslaw, a turkey tin fill,:0 ".w'..;, M&Ms, sodas and orange juice, the crispy chicken and four bags of German pastries including the delightfully disgusting German buttercake, which I dogged like a Beagle on a hambone. Brother Tom settled into his power Barcalounger and as I heard the motor groaning I turned to see Tom reclining into 'Space Shuttle Launch' position. "How have you kept track of your weight loss being as most commercial grade scales only go up to 350?" I asked just putting the big question right out there. "Mike (Raven-playing NFL son) bought me a scale just like the one they use at the Duke diet clinic," Tom said. "The same computerized scale that turned my life around when it flashed 457 followed by the message 'One at a time please.' It records weight up to 850 pounds to the hundredths of a pound. It cost $2,000. Go back in the bedroom and take a look at it." Not sitting on power-propelled filmiture, I rocked back and forth, gathering momentum for my liftoff from the sofa. The scale was bigger than a fitness club tread- mill. I read the instructions but stayed away from the "digital diss- ing." Before leaving for Lewes near the end of the Jet vs. Lions game, "farm girl" Nancy Freder- ik delivered a huge plate of lasagna which included a large buttered roll. My webbed belt stretched. I looked like an erect, two-legged, full boar alligator that had forgotten to chew before swal- lowing. "Did you get on the scale?" my brother asked. "No, I didn't get on the scale," I said. "What are you, Cinnamon Pecan Nuts?" Susan had to drive home because I couldn't fit behind the wheel of the Honda. I reclined in the passenger seat and had to prac- tically remove my Geoffrey Beene khakis just to breathe on the way home. I ain't visiting "no more" former fat guys. They enjoy hurt- ing people too much. SEE YA- Do you know what your favorite NFL players do after the last game of the season on a team that doesn't make the play- offs? They just go home. Some of the players don't even take the plane back to the home city. They just disappear. NFL players get Continued on page 64