Besides the re-emergence of the Joyce McKinney story, other fabulous Utahns made news around the world.

Ultra-famous star of TV and bad movies, Gary Coleman, raised a ruckus in Wisconsin, where he joined minor-league baseball team the Madison Mallards. When Coleman approached the plate, the ump was suspicious that the diminutive star of Church Ball (and more recently a celebate, yet violent husband), had a diff'rent stroke in mind with his tar-smeared bat.

[Umpire Jack] Herbert determined the amount was illegal and -- after Coleman offered to ``wipe it off'' -- also found the bat to be corked. The umpire pulled out a piece of black rubber on the end of the bat and watched several "super balls'' spill out of the bat.

``Looks like you're going to have a short night,'' Herbert joked as he threw Coleman out of the game.

Coleman took more offense with the short joke than he did his ejection, bumping the umpire to the delight of the 5,000-plus in attendance. Eventually, Coleman set up shop behind the third-base bleachers, signing autographs (at $20 a pop) and posing for photos (those were free).

On the massively impressive end of the celeb scale, the Mormon Meteor, a 1932 Duesenberg SJ, wowed the crowd at the Meadow Brook Concours d'Elegance in Troy, Mich. With its 1,650 cubic inch V12, the Mormon Meteor ran on Bonneville Salt Flats continuously for two days in 1937, averaging 149 MPH. Says one poster:

I don't think a modern corporation is capable of building anything close to being that cool.