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The professional football team I’ve rooted for in the past has just agreed to pay one million six-hundred thousand dollars to Michael Vick, a man convicted of raising dogs for the purpose of torturing and killing those dogs as entertainment.
I love to watch sports, despite certain problems I have with the value system that professional [...]

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Well, I said if Kentucky Joe got a W in September, I’d do it. And tonight, he pitched a piss-poor game against the Marlins, but was somehow bailed out by Jayson Werth’s big bat. Hey, a win is a win! And, I’m taking full credit for it, too. Never let it be said that I’m [...]

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Well, Joe Blanton didn’t have it today against the Nats, getting pulled early. It’s not looking good for the new guy, ol’ Kentucky Joe.  I defended the move when the Phils picked him up, so I’m gonna do what I gotta do to help him be successful.
So, if Joe Blanton records a W in the [...]

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The past never dies, it gets repackaged as retro chic — or at the very least it always comes back as an ironic indie band name.  ESPN writer Jeff Pearlman highlights a great example of this immortal truth this week.
“We should be ‘Randy Ready,’” one said.
“No,” said the other. “We can do better.”
“We should be [...]

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Awesome photo by Garrett Field
Music to listen to: Message of Love - Jimi Hendrix
In the beginning, there was the Wolf Pack.  In the wake of that followed the Padilla Flotilla, Chase’s Chicks, and even Sal’s Pals. Any Philadelphia Phillie player with any sort of character seems to get a possibly-alliterative, perhaps-rhyming, potentially-punny nicknamed fan club.
Last [...]

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How great is fame? Or, rather how great does a goalie have to  be to make it to the Hockey Hall of Fame?
I recently read that Ron Hextall is entering his first year of eligibility. Ron is up there among my favorite athletes to have watched in my lifetime. The default adjective for him has [...]

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I keep telling myself I’m getting back east for an Eagles game one of these years. When I do, I’ll be paying a broker some fat markup. Eagles tickets for this season sold out in 10 minutes.
Eagles tix: Exercise in frustration | Philadelphia Inquirer | 06/19/2008

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