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
Welcome to my 27th post about steroid and PED use in Major League Baseball. To be honest, I thought that number would have been higher as all we ever talk about these days is what athletes do off the field Continue reading
I’m about to say something utterly ridiculous. I am currently rooting for Alex Rodriguez.
What in the world is wrong with athletes these days and can someone please buy these guys a vowel? I understand that displacement sometimes comes with fame and fortune but just because you cash a hundred thousand dollar check every Continue reading
Major League Baseball Commissioner Bud Selig recently told a member of the media that he has “never sent an e-mail and never will.” I guess that explains why the sport he oversees remains stuck in the Stone Age. Selig probably 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.
Curt Schilling is a lightning rod. You either love him or you hate him.
So Randy Moss thinks he’s the best wide receiver ever to play in the NFL.
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?