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Another Sunday Sideshow
Signs that football season is in full swing: My static blood pressure is clipping the top end of Stage 1 Hypertension, my dog hides...
Rolling Rock
I admit it. They got me. Over the years, I’ve fairly successfully conditioned myself into never having expectations. If there are three things that...
It Could Be Worse
My mother is a saint. I’ve never met a more kindhearted and supportive person, and I truly treasure her. Still, she will do one...
Bear Down
Coach Gary Patterson lamented in a press conference last week that he believes other teams have cracked his defensive signal code. Fans, pundits, and...
Settling
If you are part of the Greatest Generation, a Baby Boomer, or even a Gen-Xer, you grew up with the football. Frogs stormed the...
Don’t Sleep on Mavs, Stars
When it comes to sports coverage, there’s no doubt our hometown pigskin purveyors sit atop the media mountain. The NFL looms like a colossus...
Tested and Bested
This past weekend, I – as if the irrefutably clever lyrical content of Carrie Underwood’s inarguable masterwork, “Sunday Night Football Theme,” sprang zealously from...
Power Failure
We’re no fans of cliche here at the Weekly, but I can’t discard the events of last week as quickly as the state legislators...
Hogwash
TCU baseball was literally the last team picked to appear in a regional tournament, and the injury-laden lizards arrived in Fayetteville ready to spit...
Land of Disenchantment
Should old acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind? Should old acquaintance be forgot in the days of auld lang syne? I’m not...
