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I’ve watched Ryne Fisher grow up, learning to play golf at the same time he was learning to walk. He played all the sports growing up, and he was good at everything, but he was great at golf.
He got it naturally.
His father Mickey was a great athlete, as was his father George.
Kinda runs in the DNA, huh? «Read the rest of this article»
Clarksville, TN – My wife and I are avid hockey fans. We fell in love with the game a couple of years ago. She was given a pair of tickets from a friend, and off we went.
We’ve been hooked ever since.
My wife knows all the players, listens to sports/talk radio, keeps up with all the latest Predators news.
Do you know how exciting it is to have an in depth discussion with your wife about sports? Especially a wife who knows more about the team than you do? It’s not intimidating, it’s a bit of a “turn-on.” «Read the rest of this article»
Friends and family gathered at the Charles Hand farm to welcome home one of their own last night. Pat Summitt, the winningest basketball coach in the history of the game, came home. This time, it wasn’t to generate support for her basketball team, or her university, it was to support “Sis.” You see, Pat Summitt is in the fight of her life, and where better to draw strength and encouragement than from friends and family. After all, when it’s all said and done, family is all you’ve got.
Over 500 people turned out to raise money and awareness for the Pat Summitt Foundation, established to bring awareness to Alzheimers disease. Pat Summitt was diagnosed with early onset dementia, Alzheimers type, and she was forced to resign as the head women’s basketball coach at the University of Tennessee. Now, “Sis” is working a new game plan. Looking to conquer a new foe. And if her track record is any indication, she will beat this opponent too.
I’ve known the Head family for over twenty years. There’s no better example of a good, hard working, loving family than who Richard and Hazel Head raised in Fredonia Tennessee. Every step of the way, this community shared the accomplishments of Pat Summitt, cheering for the Lady Vols, and watching their hometown girl conquer the world.
It was amazing.
Now, we’re engaged in a battle of the unknown. Alzheimers. And while it breaks my heart to see what this disease does to so many people, I am confident that if anybody can whip this disease, it’s Pat Summitt. Hell, her “game face” is enough to strike fear in the Devil himself. Piece of cake.
But, last night was more than just barbeque and money. It was more than just raising awareness. It was about home and family. It was about the people who love us and will support us no matter what the circumstances. It was about victory and defeat, inspiration and encouragement. Last night was about being there when the spotlight is turned off. When the cameras stop rolling. When practice is over. Coming home. Feeling the love of those who cheered us on during our life, and want us to win just one more time.
Pat Summitt will always be “Sis.” Pat Summitt will always be Richard and Hazel’s little girl. Pat Summitt will always be Tommy Charles, Kenneth and Linda’s sister. Pat Summit will always be ours, and nobody can ever take that away.
We back Pat.
To learn more about the Pat Summitt foundation, and the fight against Alzheimers, http://www.patsummitt.org.
I realize I’m not living in a part of the country where hockey is as important as college football or basketball, but I’m a serious hockey fan. I think hockey players are the most talented, athletic, fiercest competitors in sports. Not only do they have to be able to ice skate, they must have excellent hand-eye coordination, strength, stamina, and be able to take AND deliver a hit. Oh, and they must also be able to stop on a dime. Oh, and they fight a lot. And that’s ok. It’s allowed.
What’s not to love?
Ever try to skate? On ice? Ever fallen down? On the ice?
Brutal.
I’m a season ticket holder for the Nashville Predators. My wife is even more passionate about the game than I am. She knows all the players, has their numbers memorized, and follows sports-talk radio just to keep up with all the latest.
Hence my dilemma. My wife is very upset right now, and my life is a bit testy because of it.
The current lock-out by the owners of all NHL hockey teams is looking like it could be over soon, but once again, greed has reared it’s ugly head. It’s always curious to me that when people have a good thing going, somehow money always gets in the way.
The National Hockey League has seen record attendance, TV ratings and revenues over the last couple of years. More and more people are coming to games, and watching games on TV. Product sales are soaring. Businesses surrounding the arenas are having big business as a result, so why don’t the owners realize that they have it made, and be more responsible than this?
Greed.
I understand the need for a business to make money. I understand the need to make payroll. I also understand the responsibility of taking care of those people who depend on you. Locking the players out, delaying the season, playing this game of “push and shove” does nothing for the little guy. Does nothing for the fan. Does nothing for the guy who depends on working the concession stand at each and every game to make ends meet.
These are all very successful business men who own these teams. They’ve made fortunes several times over. It’s disappointing to me that they don’t have enough common sense to avoid something like this. A lot of people get hurt over this little money grab.
Oh, and guess who will pay for it all?
Ticket please?
Golfers know that the most “hallowed” grounds in golf are in Augusta Georgia, the site of the Masters Golf Tournament. Every golfer who has ever tucked his little white towel in his back pocket, and unloaded his overpriced set of golf clubs, has dreamed of walking the perfectly manicured 18 holes that the legendary Bobby Jones created in Georgia. To walk in the footsteps of the greats like Nicklaus, Jones, Palmer, Woods and others is “nirvana” to a golfer. Most of us realize we will never experience that thrill, because it’s a members only golf club and it’s all about who you know. Up until this week, it has been a “men only” club.
This week came the announcement that Augusta would admit two women to membership. They didn’t event know they were being considered. That’s the way it works. The board of directors never lets on who they’re considering for membership, so when Condoleeza Rice and Darla Moore were admitted to membership, they were just as surprised as the rest of us.
Surprised? Who cares?
It’s embarrassing that the Augusta National Golf Club has been an exclusive “men only” golf club for this long, but after all, it IS a private club, and they CAN do what they want. I’ve always wondered what some of the wives of these members have thought about their “men only’ little group, but then again, they’re probably just “golf widows” like our wives, and couldn’t care less.
As I’m listening to Dan Patrick comment on the topic, I have to agree. I’m not real proud or excited about what they’ve finally decided to do at Augusta. I think it’s ridiculous they held out this long, with their arrogant, “good old boy” attitude, but when you sponsor the most popular professional golf tournament in the world, and every golfer in the world wants to play your golf course, you can do what you want.
I’m just not that proud of them for doing it.
I’m headed to Putt-Putt.
Just my two cents.
I love big events like the Olympic games. I remember when they would be shown on TV at all times of the day, and they were “live.”
If you wanted to watch something, you had to be awake, or get permission from your parents to stay up late to watch. Now with the magic of technology, and that “darn” internet, we get our sports, (or anything for that matter) when we want it.
Unless you’re NBC.
There were so many restrictions on when and how you could watch the Olympics, it became an Olympic sport just to find the competition you wanted to see. If you didn’t mind watching something that you already knew the outcome, (that darn internet) then it was pretty fascinating. For those of us who have mastered our DVR’s, we got to see a lot of the competition, when WE wanted to see it.
NBC is not my favorite network by any means, but I understand that they have billions of dollars sunk into the rights to these games and have to maximize their advertising opportunities just to hopefully break even. The problem is we’re too spoiled and impatient. The speed of technology (that darn internet) has conditioned us to GET IT NOW, DAMMIT!
I enjoyed seeing sports I don’t usually see or even care about. Archery, Rowing, Trampoline, and Rhythmic Gymnastics along with Dressage were amazing. I was excited for those athletes who have practiced, rehearsed, and trained for years to compete against the best in the world. To be on a world stage is something very few of us ever get to do.
I could spend more time discussing the “shortcomings” of NBC’s Olympic coverage, but if you possess the technology, (that darn internet) then you’ve already heard all of the “whining” and “complaining.”
I wasn’t going to let all of that negativity influence my enjoyment of this event. The pretentious gymnasts, arrogant runners, and massive weightlifters made for a great spectacle to enjoy. I also enjoyed the host country of Great Britain. Having spent some time there, it was cool to see some of the famous landmarks that I had visited as a young boy.
I salute the Olympians and their accomplishments.
I could care less about NBC.
Just my two cents.
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