Ensign and running back Napoleon McCallum was informed by the Department of the Navy last week that he will not be allowed to play with the Los Angeles Raiders while he is on active duty. This decision, by the recently appointed Secretary of the Navy, James H. Webb Jr., means that McCallum, who was permitted to practice and play with the Raiders last year, will have to fulfill the remaining three and a half years of his five-year service commitment before resuming his pro football career. McCallum is considering resigning from the Navy and requesting Reserve status.
"I feel everything I've done was in vain," he said. "I put a lot of effort and time in ensuring that what I did last year would work. From all indications, it did work. Everybody is happy except the new secretary."
It seems to us that McCallum and David Robinson, who will have to wait two years before playing for the San Antonio Spurs, would be doing the Navy a great service by performing as living recruitment posters. Still, whether athletes can or cannot forgo their commitments is a decision for the Navy and Secretary Webb, who once boxed Ollie North at Annapolis.
What's troubling about McCallum's case is that he was led to believe by previous Navy Secretary John F. Lehman Jr. that he could be an officer and a Raider. An older code than the Navy's appears to be applicable here. A promise, after all, is a promise.
The groundskeepers at Calgary's Foothills Baseball Stadium had a problem. It was the day before a Pacific Coast League doubleheader between Calgary and Albuquerque and the field was wet from heavy rains. What to do? Well, someone came up with an idea for a surefire absorbent, so off went the crew to various stores in Calgary to pick up, yep, cat litter. Seven hundred and fifty pounds of it. They spread it all that night, turning the batter's box into a litter box.
The twin bill went off without a hitch. No, the umpires did not holler "me-out." But there were lots of fe-line drives, runners stranded at the catty corners and....
HORSE OF A DIFFERENT CHOLER
He's Dansin is a 7-year-old bay with excellent bloodlines (his grandfather was Nijinsky) and considerable talent on turf. He's Dansin has a problem, though. The horse is claustrophobic, so much so that of the 1,400 horses stabled at Suffolk Downs in East Boston, He's Dansin is the only one who lives outside in a corral. "I'm convinced he's a manic-depressive," says his owner and trainer, Susan Walsh.