Tis the season, folks, and instead of sharing a story on sports, I’d like to chime in on something far more important. Yes, it’s time to talk about The Elf on the Shelf. For those of you without young children, this article might help explain that creepy little butthead now flooding your social media pages.
The winter sports scene is finally here, and I have already been in the gym to see several games. I am a long-time basketball junkie. A purist. I prefer to get to get there well before the tip. I enjoy interacting with some of the players in pregame warmups. A wave or a fist bump
Special thanks to those who supported my efforts. I decided to throw my hat into the ring at the very last minute. I was tired of the division — all of the hatred. The plethora of television advertisements made me cry. Then came all of the phone calls, random texts, and spam. You seriously can’t
I attended the fall WAHS musical showcase on Tuesday. Williamsport Area School District has one of the top programs in the galaxy. I always walk away feeling grand. The band is fantastic. The choirs are, too. The Orchestra is outstanding. These kids put on a performance. They look stunning in their matching tuxedos and dresses.
I have been spending a great deal of time at my beloved alma mater. Yes. I find myself taking a stroll down memory lane. I called a few football games for IPT SPORTS. Beautiful stadium. I love the new track—incredible setting. I drop Jensen off every Tuesday and Thursday. He is playing hoops for the
A few have asked why I don’t write about soccer. I like the sport, but I guess it isn’t one of my favorites. I played quite a bit when I was younger. I gave it up when I got to high school. Many of my good friends continued. The Millionaires were solid. A few even
