My Sports Week, Part One: The Jimmy Butler Invitational

I keep an odd schedule. I work nights and weekends, which I love because it keeps me out of trouble but it also cramps my style when it comes to big time concerts or sporting events. Since I have Wednesdays Continue reading

Water Fountain Protocol and Other Things Wholeheartedly Wrong with America, Vol. 1

I am irked by the smallest signs of inconsideration. Whether it’s a fellow driver not sending an acknowledging thank you wave through his rearview mirror after I’ve let him merge into traffic (more on that in Volume Two) or any Continue reading

Thursday’s triple-feature: The Predator, The Meg and Venom

What better way to spend a depressed afternoon than with a triple feature starring zygotes, dread-locked aliens and a giant, prehistoric shark? I’m not a huge action movie buff.  Don’t get me wrong.  I’ve seen plenty of ‘em.  I just Continue reading

Week Four SportsChump/KP/J-Dub’s NFL Pick ‘Em: The Five Love Languages… and Football

Have you ever been in a relationship where communication doesn’t translate?  You say one thing and your partner hears another. That’s my relationship these days with the NFL and America’s favorite bookie, Dr. Milhouse. Clearly, he is to blame.  After Continue reading

SportsChump makes joke at University of Miami’s expense; Gators, Seminoles laugh while Canes lament

I worked a 14-hour day last Saturday.  That’s nothing for this fifty-year old who spends most of his time either walking the numerous, lush golf courses of Central Florida or on his feet graciously serving the thirsty patrons of Tampa Continue reading

Brushes with Sports Greatness, Vol. 8: USF Head Football Coach Charlie Strong

I had lunch with Charlie Strong the other day. Don’t get me wrong.  Coach Strong and I weren’t kicking it at the local Applebee’s over burgers and beers talking about the state of college football.  For one thing, Charlie Strong Continue reading

Bloggers getting old: A J-Dub-SportsChump “Turning 50” Collaboration

Dubs: It’s often said that baseball imitates life.  In this case, there’s an odd bit of truth to that because life, like baseball, is all about milestones. In baseball, it’s all about 3,000 hits, 500 home runs, or 300 wins. Continue reading