Ramblings (and a mail bag)

I hope Kevin Durant doesn’t have a career-defining injury. He’s the first player since Penny Hardaway whom I hope succeeds. But, really, 66 at Rucker Park. Building the legend one court at a time. Please come back, Randy Moss. Just one more season. I don’t even care if he goes nuts and doesn’t finish. I... Continue Reading →

The Greatest Fighter of My Adolescence

He throws his chin out and opens his arms. He pauses. His opponent mimics. He does it again but unleashes a jumping left hook, catching his opponent off guard and off balance, stumbling back on his heels. He follows with a couple more punches until the only thing keeping his opponent from being on his... Continue Reading →

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