I had a conversation with Uncle of SportsChump over the phone the other day. For those of you who don’t know, Uncle of SportsChump is one of our nation’s, last remaining baseball fans. Having eaten, breathed and slept baseball all Continue reading
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
Just when you thought the conversation about steroid use in baseball was over and done with, Alex Rodriguez continues to break Major League records with every at-bat. This season, he passed Willie Mays for fourth on the all-time home run Continue reading
I am here to provide closure for baseball fans once and for all. You can thank me later. Today, I am going to grant myself one wish and one wish only. Of course, if I actually stumbled onto a genie’s Continue reading
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
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
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
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.
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.
As the old philosophical question goes, if a tree falls down in the woods and nobody’s around to hear it, does it make a sound?