Attempts to equate sports with religion never fail to sound trite at best, blasphemous at worst. And yet here I am, about to describe for you my final pilgrimage to a place of concrete and metal, a place constructed with unsavory angular exterior walls and sharp points jutting out into […]
I’d already texted my mom and dad to let them get some sleep knowing I was on the ground safely (a tradition of parent/child communication I adhere to vehemently), now ESPN Radio played me the final outs from Wrigley as I drove home from the airport. Nothing but called strikes […]
We drove out to Detroit this past weekend to run the Hockeytown 5K, traveling roughly 1100 miles in our Kia Sportage to run/walk 3.1 on the streets along the Detroit River and atop the ice of Joe Louis Arena. Yes, I fully realize how nuts that sounds. But we weren’t […]
It was tired, tenacious and, at times, tedious but it was priceless too even though I may have watched the greatest football player’s final match for his country. When Mastercard so kindly invited me up to MetLife Stadium for the Priceless experience of watching the Copa America Centenario Final between […]
Before we bought our first house, we looked at one house, this house. One of the reasons we bought the very first house we looked at some 13 years ago was its massive fenced-in backyard. We were still years away from becoming parents but it didn’t take too much in […]
Every year around this time, I have some version of the same conversation as I try to get my daughters to love baseball. “3 strikes is an out” “A foul ball is a strike except if there’s already 2 strikes” “A runner can tag up and try to advance to […]
Maybe you’ve heard the news: Leicester City won the English Premier League on Monday. Only, they hadn’t kicked a ball since Sunday. How’s that? Well… There are no playoffs in English football. That’s right. No playoffs. That’s a strange concept to an American sports fan, I know. “You mean, the […]
More so at the neighborhood shed in the portion of Liverpool painted blue than at the stadium on the baby blue side of Manchester 45 minutes away, big time football is an intimate family affair. Like a hankering for meat pies and a distaste for the cherry red side of […]
