Not until 2016 did I get on Facebook. I have, for the most part, enjoyed and benefited from it. Facebook has enabled me to find people with whom I had long lost contact. But, as with every form of social media, things are not always what they...
I like to say that since moving to Korea 10-plus years ago, I have come to disregard big-time sports. The NBA playoffs? The NCAA Final Four? The World Series? Wimbledon? The Indy 500? The Olympics? University of Texas football? The passion I long...
George Halas was certainly in the twilight of his pro football career—player, coach and owner—in the mid-1960s. He had his critics, even though the Chicago Bears had won the NFL championship in 1963. Papa Halas fully understood that drafting...
Exactly 50 years have passed since the 1967 college football season. I was a ninth-grader at Hill Junior High School in Dallas, growing up but still quite immature. That, I believe, helps explain why I was so enthralled with the showing of a...
I was a student at Bryan Adams High School in Dallas from September 1968 until graduation in May 1971. Those were innocent days for me and most of my classmates. It was a big school, with about 3,300 students. A young man who attended BA at...
When I was living in Texas, I had many occasions to visit Houston. A few miles west of there, on Interstate 10, is the little town of Sealy. It has at least one claim to fame. That’s where Eric Dickerson—the most splendid running...
We have drought in much of the western United States, girls being subjected to genital mutilation in Africa, rampant corruption in Russia, a hopelessly failed state on the north end of the Korean peninsula, wars in Afghanistan, Syria and South...
My attachment to and enthusiasm for the Dallas Cowboys undoubtedly peaked in the mid- and late 1960s. That was when the team played in the antiquated Cotton Bowl and pro football had yet to become the multi-billion-dollar enterprise it is...
I have been called sports-obsessed more than once, but really it’s not true. While I appreciate athletic competition and excellence, I do not live and die with it. In fact, I feel pity and a measure of scorn for those people whose lives...
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