SI column draws NASO ire

(RACINE, Wis.) — The National Association of Sports Officials (NASO) today fired back at editors of Sports Illustrated over columnist Rick Reilly’s column appearing in the 1/13/03 issue.

The Life of Reilly column titled "Fietsa Fiasco" takes to task Big 12 official Terry Porter and his pass interference call made in the overtime period of the BCS national championship game between Ohio State and the University of Florida – Miami.

Reilly’s column says:

THERE is slow: the imperceptible yellowing of the Mona Lisa. There is slower: the inches-per-year movement of the great glaciers. And then there is football game official Terry Porter.

Last Friday night at the Fiesta Bowl, field judge Porter took four seconds to call pass interference on the play that decided the national championship. Four seconds! That’s a setting on a microwave: Muffin, Pop-Tart, Terry Porter Deciding National Championship.

In all my years of watching overweight, bespectacled guys in striped shirts fling flags after pass plays, I’ve never seen a flag flung so flagrantly late. You felt like you could’ve assembled a ship in a bottle in that time. Mowed your lawn with toenail clippers. Painted Red Square.

It was Ohio State’s last chance in the first overtime. Fourth-and-hopeless. The pass was headed for the comer of the end zone. Buckeyes receiver Chris Gamble and Miami cornerback Glenn Sharpe both went up, but the ball clunked to the earth.

The line judge standing at the goal line immediately signaled incomplete pass. The world then turned to Porter, positioned in the rear corner of the end zone, to see if he would call pass interference. He did not. Game over. Season over. Fireworks went off. Miami players leaped into each other’s arms, dog-piled, hoisted the Gatorade cooler to drench their coach. The national championship was theirs. The winning streak was alive, at 35.

And then Porter finished his crossword, put down his cup of coffee and threw his yellow pocket square.

"I couldn’t believe it," said NFL Hall of Fame tight end Kellen Winslow, father of the Hurricanes’ tight end of the same name. "I saw the ball land. Looked at the ref. Saw he wasn’t going to call anything. Celebrated. Turned again. Still didn’t see a flag. Celebrated some more. Turned again, and then saw the flag. Unbelievable."

Porter’s two-ounce swatch of yellow meant that torrential rivers of people and confetti and emotion had to be suddenly reversed. Unbridled jubilation had to be siphoned back into the bottle. Cloud nine emptied.

Hundreds of Miami fans who had charged to the middle of the field had to be rounded up and put back in the stands. Tight end David Williams was doing an interview when he heard that no, it ain’t over even when it’s over. Running back Jarrett Payton had sprinted to the Miami student section and was going bookers with his schoolmates when a lone Ohio State fan in a red sweatshirt yelled at him, "You gotta go back on the field!"

So, Terry, why did it take as long as a Wagnerian opera to throw the flag? "I replayed it in my mind , " Porter told the Associated Press pool reporter after the game. "I wanted to make double sure it was the right call."

Replayed it in your mind? A quarterback doesn’t get to replay a blitz in his mind before he runs for his life, and you don’t get to roll your belly-button lint into little balls while meditating on interference calls. If we wanted replays, we’d do it with machines. This is about you, Terry Porter, being a ref for 20 years, deciding right away whether it is or isn’t a penalty and selling the world on the idea that you know what the hell you’re doing.

"I don’t think I interfered with him," Sharpe, a freshman. "(Gamble) got some separation between us, then I used my speed to catch up. He tried to reach back over me to make the catch, and he didn’t."

I think Porter choked. I think he didn’t know what to call, and so he did the stupidest thing possible. Maybe he felt the coming wrath of a stadium that was 90% Ohio State red and started wondering if held make it out of there with both his kidneys. "There’s not another official in the history of the game that would make that call," said Miami secondary coach Mark Stoops.

After Porter finally threw the flag, he even changed his reason for having done so. At first he signaled defensive holding. "Then I decided it was pass interference," he said, "because the ball was in the air."

You know the guy at the grocery checkout who turns "paper or plastic?" into "To be or not to be?" That’s Porter. The moves at the speed of cold honey.

The Buckeyes went from having a pit in their stomachs to having the ball on the two. They scored three plays later to tie the game again, then scored to start the second overtime to take the lead. The game came down to the Hurricanes, who should’ve been kissing cheerleaders by then, needing to score from the one to force a third overtime. But Ken Dorsey’s pass was knocked down near the goal line, giving Ohio State the national championship.

Or so everybody thinks.

What they don’t know is that just a few minutes ago, Terry Porter, sitting in his living room, was replaying that last pass in his mind again. He put aside his pork rinds, rose out of his La-Z-Boy, reached around to his right rear pocket and....

Everybody back to Tempe!

NASO sent a letter to Sports Illustrated editors today. The letter, signed by NASO President Mano, says:

Quick and Wrong

Rick Reilly must have had just four seconds to write his most recent column, "Fiesta Fiasco." In that short amount of time, he skewered Fiesta Bowl official Terry Porter for having taken a longer-than-normal time to throw the flag for pass interference during overtime. Reilly spends the bulk of his breathless column harping about the slowness of that flag. More offensively, Reilly then also conjured up a connection between Porter not immediately throwing the flag to Porter evaluating the environment ("a stadium that was 90% Ohio State red") and figuring he had better throw it if he wanted to "make it out of there with both his kidneys."

Not once – not once! – did Reilly have the decency to state a fact: The call was correct. Terry Porter took his time and got the play right. I thought that is what we officials have been asked to do – get the play right. I can only surmise Reilly was rushing his "call" into print and did not take the time to ask those in authority about the rightness of the call or, in a more sinister vein, did and then chose not to tell the readers. Bad call, but I guess time was of the essence.