Jim Brown

Under normal circumstances, opening day of the 2021 Major League Baseball season would have had me rooting for the Los Angeles Dodgers. No surprise there. I’ve been following the team ever since they abandoned Brooklyn for L.A. in 1958. The first Major League Baseball game I ever saw was at the L.A. Coliseum that year. Don Newcombe lost 2-1 to the Cincinnati Reds, but he went the distance and had

As soap opera goes, they had us on the edge of our seats. After 99 days of fits and starts, posturing and spinning, with seemingly no hope of playing a full, 162-game season, the Major League Baseball players and owners finally got it together to make a deal and end the league-imposed lockout. There will, indeed, be a full slate of baseball in 2022.  For fans like myself, it was a mixture of relie

I vowed I wasn’t going to watch the Winter Olympics. I announced to the world—well, to my wife who was the only one listening—I wanted no part of this tattered shell of what was once the “Olympic ideal.” It wasn’t just the gross spectacle of the opening ceremonies, where Vladimir Putin and Xi Jinping cemented their bromance by sharing a box in the near-empty stadium, presiding over the peaceful ga

Well here it is. Super Bowl LVI (which is fifty-six if you’re keeping score at home). The Los Angeles Rams vs. the Cincinnati Bengals, a match-up absolutely no one would have predicted but which promises to be an entertaining, high-scoring game that will crown the NFL champion on February 13. For football fans, this is the start of a long hibernation with brief interruptions for the NFL Draft and