A bunch of people have been asking me to write about college basketball. This makes sense since most people are used to reading my Littyhoops articles back in the day. I still try and carry on the Littyhoops legacy where it is appropriate (hence the header graphic of this blog). Actually, I’ll gladly buy a [...]
I’ve been listening to the Mike & The Mad Dog radio show on WFAN since it began in 1989. I would come home from elementary school and turn on my radio to listen to Francesa and Russo yap away about sports. They were two of my sports heroes. I remember making my father take me [...]
A funny thing happened this week. People everywhere started talking about hockey. The guys in my office were sending each other video clips. Ira, the doorman at my sister’s apartment, eyes lit as he asked me if I saw the highlights. You couldn’t miss them. Hockey was ESPN’s lead story on Sportscenter a few times [...]
My buddy Jon is the best at sending out dopey links to annoying content that isn’t worth the time it takes to view it. Most of the stuff is truly horrible, but you almost have to click on the link just to see how bad it really is. Here is a perfect example. You see, [...]
I was still at work around 8pm on Thursday night when my old crew from CSTV started texting me to meet up with them in Union Square. It’s always good to catch up with them plus they usually know about gangster style advertising sales parties. So I made the ten block trek down to Union [...]
Willis Reed did for the ankle sprain what Mahatma Gandhi did for starvation and what Brittany Spears couldn’t do for K-Fed. He made the worst thing ever seem cool as shit. Willis hobbled onto the old Garden floor in game 7 of the 1970 NBA finals and despite playing only a few minutes nailed a [...]
I came across this John Navarre highlight reel on youtube and was in awe. I have a bunch of very distinct memories of Navarre. You see, Navarre was my quarterback for almost three whole years of college. Any Michigan alum could tell you who there quarterback was while they were in school. It is kind [...]
