About 24 hours from this posting, three of the six Donovan boys from Willow Grove, Del., will stand on a tee box at Litchfield Country Club in Pawleys Island, S.C., and inflict on the world some of the worst golf ever played. It will, without a doubt, be glorious in its ineptitude. Drives will be sliced… Read More Three for fore
Here is my entire high school athletic career, summed up in 10 words: I was the seventh man on a six-man team. OK. So it was a golf team. That might not even qualify as an “athletic career.” It probably doesn’t. Nevertheless, from the time I was a freshman until I was about to graduate,… Read More Gulp
A few years ago, getting my home office together, I dove into a closet filled with 20-some years of sportswriting junk — notebooks, bobbleheads, press passes, various pieces of useless or mostly useless swag, DVDs, media guides, baseballs, hats … junk, I’m telling you — and finally picked out a few things to hang my wall. It’s kind… Read More Scenes from my bulletin board
Apologies. Apologies already. I haven’t been keeping up with the blog for a couple weeks, for a couple reasons: 1.) I’ve been focusing on getting better as quickly as I can, and getting back to work. 2.) Nobody wants to hear any more about doctors or pills or pain or gawdawful hospital experiences. And I’m… Read More What’s happening
The NBA season has begun. Which means — yaaaa, Norm — it’s time for a list. Or, as I prefer to think of it, a post without transitions. NBA vs. baseball. No contest. Glad Kansas City won the World Series. The photos of the parade there, all those baby blue-clad Royals fans — holy criminy,… Read More A list about the NBA
Note the time, if you can see, on the clock in right field. (You really can’t see; it’s 9:21.) Note that they’re just showing the starting lineups on the big board. Note what that means. This fricking game hasn’t started yet. Note: Don’t wake me up before 10 tomorrow morning.
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