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People often refer to the NBA as a copycat league. This is neither an affirmation nor a critique (unless you want it to be) but rather refers to how NBA teams react and adjust to other teams that have just Continue reading The Push for Parity and the End of the Modern Sports Dynasty
I’ve long billed SportsChump as a website “of the people, by the people and for the people, in order to form a more perfect union.” Now that I’ve bastardized our nation’s history by combining the Gettysburg Address with the Preamble Continue reading Sir William, Dickie and PNC Park
I’m not sure I understand. Why now? Pete Rose passed away in September 2024, his lifelong effort to become if not the greatest baseball player ever, at least its hardest working, was a feat he accomplished in the eyes of Continue reading Pete Rose and Shoeless Joe Jackson become Hall of Fame eligible… but why now?
We have a new Pope. For the casual Jew, that doesn’t mean much. For the proud Chicagoan, it means everything. That’s because Cardinal Robert Prevost, aka Pope Leo XIV, who on Thursday became the first ever American pope, hails from Continue reading Twitter celebrates new Pope the only way Twitter knows how
“Of course there is always resistance, always a drag on movement toward better things. The dead hand of the past clutches us by way of living people who are too frightened to accept change.” ― Kim Stanley Robinson, The Ministry Continue reading The Transition: Out with the old, in with the new
If you’re looking for baseball these days, and let’s be honest, why would you be, you may want to skip past the self-proclaimed Worldwide Leader. After next season, the only baseball highlights you’ll be seeing on that network will be Continue reading ESPN tells MLB No Soup for You, Cuts Ties with America’s Former Pastime
No obstacles, only opportunities. I forget where I first heard this expression. It might have been an old boss who first shared it with me. Or perhaps I read it on one of those inspirational notebooks, you know the kind, Continue reading Diamonds in the Rough: Topless Trop Presents Homeless Rays with Golden Opportunity
Fernando Valenzuela passed away this week. He was 64 years old. That’s a fairly young age to have shuffled off this mortal coil. I say this because I’m 56 with creaky knees, a bad back and a permanently receded hairline. Continue reading What Fernando Valenzuela Meant To Me
“Wishing I was somewhere else, having fun and acting cool. I just want to be myself, and I finally found a home where I’ll never be alone, right here where I belong.” -Huey Lewis, “Finally Found a Home”, 1983 My Continue reading Rays Finally Found a Home, Again, We Think
Skyway Park, Tampa Bay, Florida, 1980. I was twelve years old. I finally got the chance to play Little League. Having grown up in New York City prior to moving down south, I lived and breathed baseball but the closest Continue reading The Big Deal Over Bronny
