Sports

He couldn’t sleep. It was understandable. He tried to get comfortable at ten o’clock, which quickly became eleven. The twenty-nine year old visitor from Pittsburgh faced the biggest day of...

Everybody remembers their first. Especially if you were a red blooded, apple pie eating, Yoo-hoo drinking American male growing up in the 60s. I remember mine. I admit I was...

I’ve been remiss in not wishing our fellow Jewish readers a Shana Tova, a happy, healthy and sweet New Year, 5783. Truth is I’ve been distracted by a piece of...

We were overwhelmed last week with comments about Sunday Morning Coffee and our ode to Ibis. Thank you one and all. Your sentiments were so meaningful to Andi and me, and...

The serious golfer will tell you there are two ultimates in the sport. The not-so-serious types would admit the same. There’s the ultimate score and the ultimate shot. Everyone who...

Back in the day when E.F. Hutton talked, people listened. Some of us remember, forty-three years ago, the ad campaign on how beneficial it was to be an E.F. Hutton...

Today, this national sporting holiday brings me to a self-imposed tradition. In a few minutes I’ll open the Sunday newspaper, some of you might remember those, and peruse the scores...

Yes, this was supposed to be a coffee-free Sunday. Last week’s Sunday Morning Coffee was lengthy, there were a bunch of items left over plus stuff that compiled this week....

Roy Firestone lived every kid’s dream. Grown-ups, too. And he’s not finished. In the 1980s and 90s you couldn’t turn on ESPN or Sunday Night Football, or a sitcom or...

Jon Gruden had everything in the world going for him. And then he didn’t. Jon Gruden had stature, celebrity and fame. And then he didn’t. In one gigantic turnover, after...

Come on Cincinnati, what did I ever do to you? I’ve only been in your fair city once and thought I conducted myself as a gentleman. I ate your renowned...