I highly doubt that Disney’s advertising budget has shrunk since I was younger, but the ubiquitous “I’m going to Disney World!” commercials that lasted for a month after a Super Bowl don’t seem to have the same shelf life these days. Is it because it’s become too cliché or maybe the commercials ran their course? Perhaps I just don’t watch the Disney Network, where the 30-second spot is probably played...

Let me start off with this: I don’t know that I would have done anything different than what other, far more accomplished and decorated sportswriters did in covering the Manti Te’o story. I won a few awards in my time as a sports journalist, was given a lot of responsibility, covered important subjects and routinely broke news. I also, though, had a very human side that seemed to creep out at the worst times. For instance, when Yankees...

Lance Armstrong’s interview with Oprah finally airs tonight, even though we pretty much all know what’s going to happen. Guess that’s what happens when all the information is released days before. Now, it’s overshadowed by another fraud. Armstrong always denied he was doping in a sport where rampant cheating was more normal than oversized sluggers with comic book biceps and caricature shirt heads. Which is why we’re...

We were under the impression that the ubiquitous caricature shirts from the late 1980s and early 1990s disappeared from fashion around the time pegged pants left the scene. Seeing one, though (a 2012 Olympic team illustration) was a little like seeing George H. W. Bush getting wheeled out of the hospital. You thought they were a goner, but there it was, staring you in the face. Knowing caricature shirts still exist is probably like believing in...

Like any group of Vegas first-timers, we couldn’t handle the overwhelming amount of things being thrown at us. The ability to drink all night until dawn, while gambling, having an open container anywhere you wanted, and cram massive amounts of buffet food into your stomach and bags so you could eat later was like a dream come true. Especially for a group of young twenty-somethings ballin’ on a budget. And that’s pretty much how our first...