Who needs the pros? Bring on the normalcy
I failed to make it through more than five minutes of Sunday’s NBA All-Star Game. I watched long enough to see a blatant walk (uncalled) and a pair of fast breaks, thanks in large part to defense that rivaled Barry Bonds’ flaxseed-oil argument.
This isn’t new. Last year, I turned off the game and started watching the national figure skating championships instead. And by national figure skating championships, I mean manly sports with beer and twins.
In Colorado, Eli appointed to Senate seat
TOM WILLIAMS, NFL ASSISTANT, TO BE NAMED FOOTBALL COACH
