COLUMN: Rings, springs and the start of big things
It starts with dimmed lights.
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It starts with dimmed lights.
There’s seven minutes and 48 seconds left in the second quarter when it happens. Dropping back, Kirk Cousins, quarterback of the Washington Redskins, hits new tight end Vernon Davis for a 13-yard touchdown.
The first time I saw Tom Crean, I didn’t recognize him.
We have to talk about locker rooms.
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It’s Oct. 24, 2015, during Hoosier Hysteria and Thomas Bryant is smiling. I count 15 teeth. Bryant is laughing along with the rest of the team as Troy Willliams stretches his arms in a “Gladiator” pose.
There was no reason the Patriots should have won.
Shaquille O’Neal was there. So were Yao Ming, Tom Izzo and Sheryl Swoopes. Essentially a practice for Sept. 10’s Hall of Fame Enshrinement Speech, Sept. 9 was the day for the future Hall of Famers’ Press Conference.
Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to remember an organization that once had hope, promise and optimism. Once known as a “professional American football team,” the Cleveland Browns are surely no longer that. It’s been a long time coming, but it has officially happened. The Cleveland Browns are dead.
B+
The NFL season begins with an epic Super Bowl rematch between the Denver Broncos and Carolina Panthers. Odds are one team will win and the other team will lose, unless there is a tie.
“The suspense is terrible ... I hope it’ll last.”
It’s October of the 2015 fall semester, and your current national sports columnist, Greg Gottfried, also known as Greg Gottfrield, is playing basketball at the Ora L. Wildermuth Intramural Center.
Frank Ocean is a bastard.
Here are the facts.
When I was in kindergarten, I remember having a series of dreams.
Sports are stupid.
Grade: A
London is big.
I should never have agreed to do this.