a quote ahead of its time
Every now and then, you stumble across something that’s perfect. Last week, I mentioned the coffee table book that sits on my ottoman. The book is called “The Meaning of […]
Monthly Archives: August 2012
just show me the baby, part two
Yesterday I confessed I don’t whole-heartedly believe in hard work for its own sake. Today I’m telling you what I do believe in — know what your employer expects and […]
just show me the baby, part one
At best, I have mixed feelings about the concept of hard work. As a sportswriter, I’ve heard a thousand pseudo-sermons about the value of hard work. “We made it this […]
that sinking feeling
Errors in baseball have to be the worst. I’m sure fumbling in football sucks. An own goal in soccer is humiliating and, considering the rarity of soccer goals, pretty horrible. […]
this is luke’s brain on football
My buddy Luke, age 8, is an outstanding football player. This is not bragging or the sports blog equivalent of a parent or grandparent posting pictures of their “outstanding” children […]
the brutal truth of the two-deep roster
If you’re a football player on a high school or college football team, right about now your world and how you fit into it is probably becoming clear. Perhaps painfully […]
calling bs on bull-riding helmets
What’s the point of riding a bull? I know that bull riding is the big sexy event of the rodeo. I’ve covered more than one rodeo in my sportswriting career […]
be true to your school
August 17, 2012 — Wednesday’s mention of Christian Laettner in the “Who would you rather (be)” blog prompted a good conversation with my friend and possible recurring character on The […]
who would you rather (be)
Last night at the pub, I posed one of those questions which I like to pose at the pub. It’s probably one of the main reasons I like going to […]
from roughed up to perfection in three days
Yesterday I mentioned Yogi Berra’s memoir “You Can Observe a Lot by Watching,” and specifically how Yogi wrote at length about Don Larsen and his perfect game in the 1956 […]
The Live Ball 