I can’t think, off the top of my head, of a more prestigious award in all of sports than to be named champion of the Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge. And starting this week, you have a chance to add your name to that illustrious list (which you can do by participating in… Read More aucnffc wall of champions.
Free agency has paid off very well. Go Niners.
Part one: Even before I got my first post-college job in Butler and moved here from Ohio, I knew who Rick Sebak was. On a couple of visits to Mrs. Crappy and her mom — long before she was Mrs. Crappy — we caught a couple of Sebak’s shows on rainy afternoons at her mom’s… Read More pittsburgh history.
I don’t think I saw the Blues Brothers movie in the theater when it was released in 1980, but I know I watched the hell out of it when it showed up on cable. I am not exaggerating here. I was fascinated by the band, having seen its SNL appearances through the 1970s, and… Read More soul man.
When we visited the library last week, Mrs. Crappy found a book she thought would be right in my wheelhouse. And she was correct. Record Store Days is an ode to the romance of the dingy stores that occupied much of my time — and my money — from about age 10 until fairly recently.… Read More on the record.
Let’s go back to September 1999, when I was faced with a tough decision. No, it wasn’t whether I would marry Mrs. Crappy; I went ahead and did that on Sept. 25 that year, and I’m still happy I did. The decision came a week earlier, when OU, the Crappys’ alma mater, sent its… Read More answered.
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