I wrote this awhile ago, on the eve of the SF Giants run of World Series championships--wins that would have thrilled my late father. With the possibility that the hated Dodgers could win this year's Series, I thought I'd reprint this. The NY Giants won the World Series in 1954, sweeping the Cleveland Indians. The … Continue reading Me, My Dad and Baseball
I could write incessantly about Syracuse University and its problems with an out-of-control athletic department and an academic system too afraid to complain about their excesses--but then we have syracuse.com and its blanket coverage for that. (I'm still holding out for a "Fab Melo--where is he now?" article!) I just want to say that I … Continue reading Syracuse U. & NCAA Sanctions: Tales From The Break Room
One of my oldest friends and I regularly correspond about our Syracuse University basketball fanaticism. We both grew up during the emergence of the Cuse: starting as a small-time program with unheralded recruits and a middling record--to the national power-NCAA tourney-TV exposure juggernaut we root for today. Randy has moved out to Cali, but his … Continue reading The Tail Is Wagging The Dog Up On Piety Hill: Syracuse University Basketball & NCAA Sanctions
Yeah, I'm not going to watch the Super Bowl this weekend. I have no rooting interest, the halftime show is pop drivel and I'm not a fan of the untrammeled capitalism that actually has made a separate sport out of watching (and rating) the commercials. But let's get down to brass tacks. It's not just … Continue reading My Not-So-Secret Shame: I Have Lost Interest In Football
I attended my first Syracuse Crunch game since their inaugural season in 1994. This being the Crunch's 20th anniversary, I figured why not give it another shot! (Discount tickets from my wife's employer didn't hurt either.) (photos by Scott Thomas of Views Infinitum) I really do not know why it took so long for me … Continue reading Crunch Time
I hate pro football. There, I've said it. It may be America's favorite sport, but it just pisses me off. This is a feeling that has been growing for quite some time--and I used to be the kind of person who would watch pro football on Sundays from noon until 7 PM and then detox … Continue reading Thrown For A Loss
The photo is one of a button that the old Merchant's Bank used to distribute before all Big East games. They would have a contest and choose a winning phrase for beating each opponent in the old Big East conference. Back in the day, I had my own season tickets to Syracuse U. basketball games. … Continue reading Your Mama’s A Hoya!