No soup for you: New York Met banned from baseball for life

I’ve never been banned from anything. Don’t get me wrong.  I was once escorted out of a Las Vegas nightclub long before Johnny Manziel made it fashionable but that’s a story for another time. I bring this up is because Continue reading

A-Rod and the passing of yet another meaningless milestone

“What the hell am I doing here?  I don’t belong here.” Radiohead, Creep This week, Alex Rodriguez knocked in his 1992nd RBI.  That tied him with Babe Ruth for fourth most all-time.  Not long ago he passed Willie Mays for Continue reading

The world of sports gets a jolt. Three actually.

What an uppity week it’s been for sports.  With all the stimulants being passed around, it’s amazing anyone can catch a bit of sleep. From Poland to Las Vegas to Cooperstown, athletes have made headlines for dipping into the supply Continue reading

Pete Rose Hall of Fame chatter reemerges with election of new baseball commissioner

Last week, we bid the first, long-awaited adieu to Bud Selig, a man who will mistakenly go down as one of the better commissioners baseball has ever seen.  Rob Manfred will soon take his place. Manfred has worked for Major Continue reading

Why Alex Rodriguez’ suspension just doesn’t matter

There’s a scene in one of Bill Murray’s earlier movies, Meatballs, where Murray, a camp counselor, is coaching his kids the night before their competition against the heavily favored Camp Mohawk.  Murray tells his kids that whether they win or Continue reading

A SportsChump original screenplay: A Rough In The Diamond : Act One, Scene One

Setting: A dimly lit, smoke-filled room.  A scrawny, grey-haired, spectacled gentleman sits at his desk, contemplating retirement while tapping his loafers on the Plasticine that protects his plush, office carpet from the rolling wheels of his chair.

Oprah set to clean house on Lance’s dirty shame

I’m suddenly overcome with this unclean feeling and it has nothing to do with the fact that I haven’t lifted myself off the couch to brush my teeth after last night’s red meat, wine and cigar-smoking extravaganza.