How Brendon Todd almost won me $1,000… but didn’t.

I have this friend, perhaps you’ve heard of him.  His name is Kevin.  Kevin runs this website, perhaps you’ve heard of it.  It’s called the Wife Hates Sports.  It’s a site you want to tune into in case you’re considering Continue reading

“Extra, Extra! Read all about the Extra in Extras!”

I sat in the Buckhorn clubhouse with Vargas and Figueroa after somehow simultaneously managing a shitty and excellent round of golf.  Note: Vargas and Figueroa are not sidekicks from a 70s cop show, even though the names sound like it Continue reading

White privilege and black national anthems: Time to change the channel

I was working behind a hypothetical bar the other night, changing the hypothetical station on a hypothetical flat screen TV.  A hypothetical couple sat directly under the TV, occasionally glancing up at it while eating their hypothetical dinners. As a Continue reading

Orlando Magic ticket office provides happy ending (not in that way)

I’m not much of a planner.  Never have been. It’s not because I ever foresaw a pandemic that would cancel sports as we know it just so I could say I told you so.  That’s not my style.  I’ve just Continue reading

The merge, the wave and the lack thereof: Other things wholeheartedly wrong with America, Vol. 2

Long before Covid-19 and racial injustice dominated our nation’s headlines, I noticed a disturbing trend taking over America’s roadways. That’s not to suggest this trend indirectly led to the rising tension we now find in America but I will say Continue reading

Twitter fights and bar brawls: A tale of friends and elections

Two very dear, very close and very intelligent friends of mine have apparently started internet warfare with celebrities of the 1980s… and it’s getting ugly.  I’m talking big hair, mullet-sporting, parachute pants kind of ugly. In our current state of Continue reading

What Michael Jordan meant to me: My own ten-part documentary

I grew up in a baseball household. Basketball was never around much… for two reasons. First of all, nobody older than me in my family really played basketball so there was never any motivation to watch. My uncle Alex was Continue reading