Sports are all about determining “the best.”
Deep Cuts: Songs For the Best (But Not Necessarily the Best Songs)
Deep Cuts: Boxer Songs
The Greatest is gone, and with him the last great era in boxing history.
173. Telling Myself It’s Not As Hard, Hard, Hard As It Seems
The sun wasn’t up when we loaded into Jody’s Cordoba. My motorcycle was hitched to the back bumper, riding on a fifty dollar trailer made from angle iron and the rear axle […]
137. How Can We Dance When Our Earth is Turning?
Summer ended and I returned to SCAD. Jody postponed her New York move for a few months and came with me. So did Jarod, my old cycling buddy and roommate, and his […]
Deep Cuts: Boxing Songs
“Stay after him, Jim, you got home in the ropes” was a great punchline, but it was no accident: My grandfather and I shared a fondness for boxing. During one of his […]
119. Return of the Son of Son of Return of the Son of the Cutout Bin
It’s time to leave South Carolina: past time, probably. For the last two years you’ve been reading true tales of liquor, lust, and primer-gray Camaros. You are a patient lot. I can’t […]
Deep Cuts: Songs From A Promo Party
So yeah, I scored some tasty cuts at Steve The Manager’s promo party. I may have gotten stuck with Kip Adotta, too, but them’s the breaks. Here’s the best of the best […]
90. I’ve Got A Handful Of This, What Do I Do With It?
Steve The Manager’s office was gone, buried beneath piles of promotional records so deep that he could barely fit behind his desk. He didn’t, really. Steve The Manager slumped into his desk […]
