I am video game deficient. This is entirely Mrs. Crappy’s fault. My buddy Chachi is the complete opposite of video game deficient. And he’s about to put his experience to good use. I’m don’t recall the exact moment when the edict was issued, but at some point in the course of our relationship, the then-future-Mrs.… Read More game on.
I look good in black. But I’m a lot more comfortable in brown and orange. I had a Moment of Weakness on Friday, and it led to ask a question that had never hit me in the 16 years I’ve lived in western Pennsylvania. I also asked you guys for advice about how to handle… Read More not happening.
I’m probably past the point where I would logically expect to have a midlife crisis or some other sort of existential hassles. And as I’m generally a content kind of guy, that stuff really isn’t my style anyway. Unless, apparently, we’re talking about football. I was strolling through the Mall at Robinson this afternoon and… Read More crisis.
Since the last time: Ohio State finally killed the SEC curse. The rest of the conference? Not so much. With a win against a suddenly hot Penn State team on Saturday, Ohio State’s basketball team will likely take over the No. 1 spot in the polls. That’s not a huge deal in basketball, but it’s… Read More back in the saddle bullets.
The air was around 50 degrees, but the water was still more than cold enough to make Yinz Team Polar Bear Plunge III a worthy successor to the first two years. We didn’t have as many jumpers this year, but we picked up two three first-timers — fellow newspaper curmudgeon Arthur, Mr. PittGirl David and… Read More done swam again.
Is it too much to ask that the Winter Classic be about hockey? I am certain that I’m the only person around for miles who is bothered by the fact that Jerome Bettis and Franco Harris have to join Mario Lemieux and an Army veteran to drop the ceremonial puck at the start of this weekend’s game. We’re hosting the… Read More losing battle.
Uncle Crappy 