Blame Cannada

Protest or boycott

Some would argue boycotts and protests have no place in sports, but I’m about to suggest otherwise.

There is a egregious sin that is being committed, and we fans can no longer sit idly by and allow it to continue.

We must stand together, join forces and push back against the powers that be.

Royalty got me

No one needs this column I’m about to write.

(For those of you that just thought, “No one needs any column you write” —SHAME ON YOU!)

Enough words have been written about the royal wedding, and I promise you I never thought I would be a contributor to this topic.


Are we not bored of this LeBron debate?

Does it still interest you? It can’t possibly still interest you!

We’ve been having the same argument since 2003 when LeBron dared to take Michael Jordan’s jersey number.

Putt putt

Forgive me, y’all.

The following story is going to give you an inside look at my sinful nature. But if you stick around until the end, hopefully you’ll see that I’ve learned my lesson.


They go to work early. They stay late. They look after your children and spend countless hours finding ways to better educate them. They sacrifice time with their own families so they can spend time with yours.

We owe a lot to our teachers, and we should show them how much we appreciate them this week.


Monday afternoon, during my hour lunch break from work, I was getting a tattoo in Duncan.

I feel like I should tell you the events that led to this.


The topic I’m about to broach is sensitive in nature.

I try to keep this column rated PG at all times, but some of you might label this entry “TMI,” and that’s perfectly understandable.

Here’s your chance to get out while you can.

For those of you that stayed, I need to warn you…

Life of a casual

I’m what you might call a casual golf fan.

Most of us are.

Very rarely do I mark my calendar or change plans so that I can spend a Saturday or Sunday watching golf. It’s just not that big of a deal to me.

Neither is baseball, or hockey, or soccer or the NBA.

Mayday Mayday

By the time you’re reading this column, I’ll be in survival mode.

The doors and windows of my house will be sealed shut and the only priority I’ll have will be keeping my 6-month-old (and myself) alive.

I don’t know if we’ll make it. Even if we do, neither of us will ever be the same.

Six months

It’s been six months and my wife and I are still standing.

Our daughter, Penny, remains happy, healthy and…AWAKE. Always awake!

We’ve learned a lot, we’ve failed a lot and we’ve slept very little (my wife will have you know she’s slept a lot less than I have).

But, by the grace of God, we’ve made it six months.


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