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 What Michael Jordan meant to me: My own ten-part documentary
9 o’clock came early Saturday morning but my driver wanted to get a jump on things. The Gator game started at noon and the rest of the boys making the trip would be eagerly awaiting our arrival with drinks already Continue reading My Sports Week, Part Two: Vandals Descend Upon the Motherland
After a long celebratory Friday evening at work, I woke up late the following morning. Stumbling to my phone, I rubbed my eyes to see if I had received any messages. I was taking a rare Saturday night off. My Continue reading Reason to celebrate, Part Two: Roadies, rivalries and reunions – Just another Saturday in the SEC
The mid-week roadie started out like any other, with me perusing Florida basketball’s schedule to see if any home games coincided with one of my rare night’s off. One pretty important game did.