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Sweet Home Alabama, by the time the morning coffee pot runs dry, it’ll be sweet home no more. Birmingham, Alabama, where the United Van Lines truck pulls up and Ibis and Deuce confirm their suspicion that something was awry with all this talk about moving to the desert and how much they’ll love it. Sweet...
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Steve Tandet and Adam Cohen, two of the three readers of this blog, told me their favorite Sunday Morning Coffee’s are when I jump on my high-horse and ramble. So, saluting today’s Speakers’ Corner in London’s Hyde Park, here we go…….. Andi and I are two weeks away from our retirement move to the desert...
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September began and finally, after a long eight month drought, life has returned to normal. Alabama won last night. The lingering question was finally answered. We found out it’s Tua, not Jalen. Nobody was surprised. Only in this football mad state can a quarterback with a 26-2 won-loss record turn into a sympathetic character. Auburn...
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There’s only six long, hot, boring days left until Christmas in Alabama and while biding our time we’ve been thinkin’ about some things…. … Seven words I never want to say: “ Michael, keep this between you and me.” … Ashamed. That’s pretty much how I felt after seeing ‘BlacKkKlansman’ last week. Ashamed how insultated...
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  August 15 and August 16. Three and four days ago. Take the same two dates and span them over fifty-three years. They are the days the music not only started, but subsequently, the days the music stopped. However for the New York Mets, perennial losers, those calendar days represent perfection. August 15, 1965. It...
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Thurman Munson died thirty-nine years ago Thurday.  It was August 2, 1979. Some from the younger set will ask ‘who was Thurman Munson?’  Others might recall the name.  But if you are a baseball-loving boomer you either loved him or loathed him.  Few were indifferent. Of course, Thurman Munson was a catcher for the New...
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The trip started 16,085 days ago. June 17, 1974 to be exact. It ended Friday afternoon. The goal was to become a hockey writer. Ultimately, the best damn hockey writer ever to cover the sport. I knew I would make it big. After all, I had just graduated The U with a degree in journalism...
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Dear Vegas Golden Knights: I write this letter in confidence. Please keep it between us. As a lifelong New York Rangers fan the Stanley Cup has never gotten in my way. Until you came along. Once in my life, once in my sixty-six years, the Cup finals were worth watching. All the way back to...
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What in the name of Mikhail Baryshnikov is going on? Today is my birthday. Somehow I just became 66. The Social Security Administration told me by letter yesterday, in a very rare exhibit of bureaucratic efficiency, that effective today I qualify for ‘full’ retirement benefits. But if I wait four more years, the ‘full’ benefit...
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The normally tasty pecan crusted chicken salad wasn’t as good on Wednesday. “Bruno Sammartino died today,” I said to Andi over lunch. She sensed my disappointment. “I don’t know who that is,” she admitted after thinking she should. Andi’s a girl, so she’s excused. “Bruno Sammartino died today,” I said to Larry Nickles in the...
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