It is hard to fathom that I made it to another decade. This is my sixth sports fans. I don’t know about you, but I personally struggle with bringing in the new year. My resolutions usually get tossed by January 11th. I have every intention of eating healthy or getting buff. I also try to
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all of the fine readers of Webb Weekly. Special thanks to those who are fans of this page. I am truly humbled by all of your feedback and praise. Before I begin this week’s recollection, I want to give some love to some friends. Thanks to the
I am back on the sidelines after a two-year hiatus. My attempt to become a better husband didn’t go as planned. I am now coaching some basketball at St. John Neumann Regional. My love and appreciation for the game had never left. I only needed a break. I came out of retirement to help an
My sincere apologies for last week’s absence. I had to deal with a minor family crisis. Mom was decorating the tree and our 10-year-old found his Elf. It was buried deep in an unmarked tote, and he was immediately crushed. Jensen brought it upstairs and demanded an explanation. I wasn’t home, and Mom had no
Happy Thanksgiving to all of the great readers of Webb Weekly. Early deadline this week, and my lovely editor just yelled. I am a part-time mobile scribe that already excels at procrastination. I am now scrambling and desperately need to find a new hideout. The usual stop in Wegmans has too many distractions. I decided
I am still buzzing over last week’s classic. What an environment, kids. So many of you have accused me of jumping on the wagon, but I have been rowing the boat since day one. My family and I have deep roots with the great state of Minnesota. I spent my first five years in the
