Rick Pitino was fired yesterday, the basketball cat that finally ran through his nine lives. But why is it such a big thing relative to other national problems. And why should you and I care?
He died yesterday at 91. And who's not surprised that he lasted that long. But Hugh Hefner, like him or not, lived by at least one mantra that defines success for anyone, and everyone.
Sunday was it...the end of the line for many who've had enough of social protest in the name of football; and, for the leniency on touchdown celebrations that permit 'role models' to act like dogs. I'll explain.
When I was young I thought my dad had an inexhaustible number of sibling brothers that would always be here. But to the folly of youth, life doesn't work that way, as each passing year seems to serve as a painful reminder.
