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For the past twenty or maybe twenty-five years, ever since the kids left and life slowed down, today was my favorite Sunday of the year. Masters Sunday. The futon on...

Whether you follow college basketball the rest of the year or not, and most people don't, this month is all-in for the game. It's the fortnight plus one when people...

Dad: When Jack Crystal died of a heart attack in 1963 his son was 15. They shared only 700 Sundays in their years together. Billy Crystal was Jack's kid and...

He may not be the worst basketball coach in America but Tom Schuberth's recent record says otherwise. Schuberth's team went 0-60 last year. His 2018 didn't get any better losing...

Do you remember when the Super Bowl mattered? No, not you twenty, thirty and forty-year olds. I'm talking to my boomer class, the ones like me who will struggle, especially...

I get knocked down by a cinco de bypass five months earlier, but I got up again. I get knocked down from cataract surgery six days prior, but I got...

An hour, maybe two from now, I'll step into the batter's box, wish the umpire a good morning, smooth the dirt with my back foot, give the catcher's right shin...

I'll beat you to it. I'll admit it. I'm a damn hypocrite. A week ago in this same Sunday Morning Coffee space I bragged, about as proud as a just...

I'm not sure when the virus started and frankly I never paid too much attention to it. I was never warned I'd catch it but it started, gradually, over time....

Yessiree Mr. President, you had a great first year. In fact it probably was the greatest year in the history of years. We know that because you keep reminding us...

When we moved to Birmingham about nineteen years ago, I was told by a lifelong Alabamian to be proud about one thing. "What's that?" I asked with my Yankee twang....

It was fifty-four years ago last Wednesday and the eleven-year-old kid didn't really understand why the rest of his sixth grade class collectively gasped. Neither did he understand why his...