9 o’clock came early Saturday morning but my driver wanted to get a jump on things. The Gator game started at noon and the rest of the boys making the trip would be eagerly awaiting our arrival with drinks already Continue reading
Remember at the beginning of this adventure when I A-Teamingly hinted that I liked when a plan comes together? The objective of this trip was for four old friends to visit Memphis and travel to Fayetteville to see Florida take Continue reading
The Don Calvino finally arrived early Friday morning bearing gifts: a beautiful bottle of Bajan rum, officially making it the first bottle of Mount Gay to travel from Barbados to Atlanta to Memphis to Fayetteville and then to Tampa. Somebody Continue reading
“Memphis is a city that hums and thrums. Its song is constant.” Robert Gordon, Respect Yourself: Stax Records and the Soul Explosion I have a few US cities left on my “to-visit” bucket list. For example, I’ve never been to Continue reading
I love it when a plan comes together. I hate it when one doesn’t. As a (two-time) graduate of the University of Florida, I’ve seen countless games at the stadium that is currently known as Steve Spurrier Florida Field at Continue reading
The mid-week roadie started out like any other, with me perusing Florida basketball’s schedule to see if any home games coincided with one of my rare night’s off. One pretty important game did.
With all this talk of a record Mega Millions payout, the news that I had struck lottery gold actually came long before that. My lottery tickets, to Augusta National, arrived in my mailbox a month earlier. I booked my flight, Continue reading
Good news arrived in the mail today, which was a welcome change from the bills, catalogs and random coupon mailings that usually clutter my mailbox.
Rajon Rondo is slowly becoming a household name. While doing so, he might just land himself another NBA championship.
This is a tale of two, beautiful, March afternoons that took place only a few years apart… back when Tiger Woods was still playing golf. At the time, I was living in Orlando, home of the Bay Hill Club & Continue reading