The IHSAA released the sectional alignments this past Tuesday, and there are several “wrongs” in my Class 6A football guesses. You could say I safely qualified my forecast, though, with the following quote from February when I made a second round of predictions.
I am not a hunter. I am a fisherman at my core. I come from a long line of people who chose fishing over hunting, and I married into a family that loves fishing too. A lot of people like to both hunt and fish. The Indiana DNR has had a combination hunting-fishing license for just such folks.
I’ve had sports on the brain all through the completion of last night’s Max Truex Invitational. Now, about one hour before print deadline, I’m tired of thinking and writing about sports.
I was watching baseball Sunday, mainly because rain and storms chased us inside. The common theme throughout the two broadcasts I watched could be summarized by the phrase that starts “after the league bans shifting next season.”
…showers * heavy sigh.* At least they do here in Northern Indiana. I’ve managed my expectations, so I’m neither shocked nor disappointed. I’m just prepared for lots of schedule changes. I gain solace, however, from the NBA playoffs, whose television ratings were the highest in eleven years.
Social media was all abuzz at the headline on Twitter which announced that spring sporting events in Indiana were being cancelled. Why? Hint: It wasn’t the weather.
It’s time for me to locate and remove cheater branches and prune other branches among the trees in my yard. I also pruned my sports media tree at the end of last January.
Sometimes this column is about you. Sometimes it’s about your kids and grandkids. Sometimes it’s about other people. Today, it’s about me.
My sports viewing will have a slightly different twist this weekend than most of your sports viewing plans.
Sorry my column is a day late. It’s totally my fault. My family went away for a few days at the beginning of Warsaw’s Spring Break. We went to Cincinnati to visit the Ark Experience, the Cincinnati Zoo and the parks along the riverfront downtown.
I have been drinking coffee for at least eight decades without knowing much about this delicious beverage. Recently, however, I learned that those of us who consume two to three cups a day may have a …
It’s not as great a fairy tale when, in the men’s NCAA basketball Final Four championship tournament, Cinderella arrives at the ball. Oh, how we love our darlings, these Cinderellas: Loyola, George Mason, Virginia Commonwealth to name a few.
It’s nice to start getting back outside as the weather begins to improve. I know we’ve only had a few warm days, but that makes many of us anxious to begin clearing debris from the yard …
It’s a scenario that plays itself out in driveways, playgrounds and gymnasiums all over the country every day of the year. No time left on the clock. A foul is called. A hero walks to the foul line to be the win the game for his team.
I wanted to devote my space and time this week to what happened at Grace College in Winona Lake last week.
I wonder if somewhere around the fifth week following Tom Brady’s retirement announcement he woke up and enthusiastically asked his progeny, “Good morning kids! What are we doing today?” My guess is the kids collectively responded, “Ummm… WE?”
As winter turns to spring in the Northern Indiana Lakes Region, winter sports change over to spring sports. The swishing of nets and the splashing of swimmers gives way to the pinging of bats on balls and the track official’s starting pistol. I have no stats to back it up, but I think more kids commit acts that violate their school’s athletic code in the spring and summer than any other time of the year. That makes them ineligible for the fall and beyond.
Exactly one year ago this weekend I was discussing how my previous week’s column was wrong about daylight saving time’s correct weekend starting point. This year, I was wrong about something I posted last week… again.
The State of the City address I delivered two days ago at the Center Lake Pavilion was my 11th as your mayor. I thought in today’s column, I might first discuss how I prepare for the State of …
With the Tigers knocked out of the boys’ sectional tournament on its opening night, I was staring at a basketball-free weekend last Friday and Saturday for the second time in three weeks. I spent time with my family on Friday. We had a birthday party to go to and it was fun. But Saturday, I went to the sectional final at Triton.
We’ve had a few area boys’ high school teams end their seasons this week, and the prospect of The Basketball League (TBL) launching a franchise in Warsaw would feed the need for live basketball as prep and college basketball draws to their respective closes.
At the urging of some of this column’s most loyal followers, I have decided to address the issue of transgender athletes in Indiana High School sports. Again, we must start with some foundational ground rules.
In the same spirit as the Manning brothers’ Monday Night Football (MNF) alternate telecast, the NBA All-Star Game will have an alternate broadcast featuring the usual Inside The NBA hosts, Ernie Johnson, Chuck Barkley, Kenny Smith, and Shaquille O’Neal. Draymond Green will join the crew to watch the game and just talk about it as they go.
One of the great memories I have of childhood was the gift of an AM transistor radio. It was about the size of an index card, as thick as maybe three decks of cards, had a black leather carrying case and it was a device that allowed me to violate bedtime on more occasions than I can count.
I read with a lot of interest the story in the Times Union last week about the Wawasee School Board meeting. The school board has been approached with the concept of naming the football stadium at Wawasee after Harry J. Michael. Not everyone believes this is a good idea.