A STAR NAMED BRADY? NO ONE SAW IT COMING
SCOTTSDALE, Ariz. – I could have started with “I’m sorry.” I could have looked Tom Brady square in the eye and said, “Before we go any further, before we talk about the Super Bowl, your perfect season, your girlfriends, your ankle, can I...
A Place To Endorse – But Not Here
I walked past a coffee shop last week and through the window I saw a TV screen. Under “breaking news” was this: The New York Times had endorsed Hillary Clinton and John McCain in the presidential primaries.
Was this really “breaking news”?
Should it be news at all?
Once upon a time newspapers and endorsements were like baseball cards and bubble gum. Newspapers were bald-faced about their political views. In some cases, they were little more than the publishing arms of a political party. Those were the old days.
These are not those days.
THEIR RODRIGUEZ MESS COULD ONE DAY BE OURS
Let’s be honest.
A Toy Creator Dies, But Fun Already Had
Last week, at age 82, Richard Knerr died. You probably don’t recognize his name. You probably can’t pronounce it. He wasn’t an actor or a war hero. He cured no diseases. Made no scientific breakthroughs.
In fact, you could say Richard Knerr was about one thing and one thing only: fun. But if you measure a man by what the world would be like without him, here a few things that, minus Knerr, you would never know:
The Hula Hoop.
The Frisbee.
The SuperBall.
Those alone took up a third of my childhood.
Marion Jones: The Needle, The Lying Done
Marion Jones is reportedly out of money, out of work, nursing one child and raising another. She lives in a modest house, having sold the others she once owned. She was forced to give back her Olympic medals. She is banned from track and field, her sport. She was charged with crimes, pleaded guilty, and despite her plea for mercy, a judge sentenced her to jail Friday – six months, for lying to federal investigators, mostly about her steroid use.
This is more than a “fall from grace,” as analysts have called it.
This is a cannon shot.
This is a sonic boom.
THIS WIN FEELS LIKE GETTING LUMP OF COAL
It was like getting the bicycle you always wanted for Christmas – when you turned 50. Like swishing a half-court shot in garbage time. In this town, you never want to knock a Lions victory, because you’re not sure you will live long enough to see another....
RUNNING TO BEAT THE ODDS
They enter the gym and peel off their winter clothes. The youngest one wears blue shorts, a white T-shirt and a silver cross around her neck. An older one keeps on his jacket and ski cap as he does jumping jacks. The lighting is dim, the rafters are dusty and snow is...
MEET A WHOLE NEW MR. BLUE
There’s a new accent in town. It echoes out of the coal mines of West Virginia, where young men go from high school to a hole in the ground, where fathers come home dirty, grab something to eat, and, in one man’s case, “stay outside until dark, just...
U-M GOT THE NEW GUY – IN THE NEW FASHION
Today, for the first time in nearly 40 years, a football coach will be introduced at the University of Michigan who is not homegrown, who has not already bled his maize and blue. Instead, the man taking over will carry the scent of another school and the recent sweat...Stay Connected
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