late.

I’m going to have to start writing more than once a week. The football. It was good. It was also beastly hot, nasty enough that everyone in our group had bailed by the end of the third quarter.  But what we did get to see was reassuring. Boeckman seems to have a good thing going… Read More late.

invitation.

At Saturday’s Pirates game, we may see a walkout of thousands of green-clad baseball fans after the third inning, a protest against a horrid years-long slump and management’s seeming indifference to the ongoing problems. (Actually, “see” may not be accurate — the team has instructed its television crew not to show footage of any protest;… Read More invitation.

need a map.

The geography lessons imparted by sports continue to amaze. You’ll recall a night during the NCAA basketball tournament a couple months back when I discovered that Pittsburgh was actually an ACC town. I found this out when a Duke game was broadcast here in favor of the Ohio State game I was hoping to watch.… Read More need a map.

retired.

OK. I may regret this later, but I’ve made a decision about the future of Uncle Crappy. When I upgraded a while back, I added “Hopeless Cleveland Sports” as one of the “filed” categories. As you’re all aware, I have plenty of reasons to view my North Coast teams with a jaded eye, but I… Read More retired.

play ball.

Uncle Crappy’s affinity for college football is pretty well documented here. Those of you who’ve known me for a long time know that I grew up in a bedroom with freaking Ohio State wallpaper. That when I was in school I would often leave OU home games early because Ohio State was on TV. That… Read More play ball.