My sincerest apologies for neglecting my SportsChumpian duties lately, but if I told you that within two days time I shook hands with Reggie Bush, was fondled by an eight-foot python, hit the links with a rabbi, put on a Continue reading
Everyone knows a Buckeye. They’re hard to miss. Their scarlet and grey jerseys, their love for all things Columbus and their unwavering pride for their football program. Well, these days, their pride is wavering.
Over this past weekend, 22-year old Northern Irishman Rory McIlroy coasted his way to a US Open victory, leading by nearly double-digits for most of the tournament. He became the youngest player to win a major since Tiger Woods, and Continue reading
“These people depend upon tips for a living!” -Charles Grodin as Jonathan Mardukas in Midnight Run
I had an interesting conversation with a reader the other day. He asked me if I could believe all the hatred that had developed for LeBron James since last summer.
What better way to follow up watching motorcycles flying through the air on a steamy Florida afternoon than to visit the Suncoast Gun Show only thirty miles to the south.
The good people at Red Bull love me, and not only because I consume a fair amount of their product.
The Golden Goose I have a buddy who’s a vodka drinker. Grey Goose, two limes, light on the tonic.