Peep This: My Pro-Persons Manifesto

Here’s a confession, and I’ll try not to put too fine a point on it: I loathe people. Now, I realize this could be taken as the acerbity of a crank or a sociopath or, say, Alec Baldwin, but walk with me for just a minute. People are dangerous. People vote for prom queens and American Idols. People, for…

Musings on an Angry Spine

Aged 41 years, my body is beginning to pick up rpm’s on it’s inexorable hurtle toward a state of uselessness. Happens to all of us, of course, but it’s never more demoralizing than when you realize in the moment, achieving total consciousness, that your once-vigorous and highly functional musculoskeletal system is now nearer to its…

One man’s plan to beat Bernard Hopkins

Bernard Hopkins would be compelling theater even if he weren’t pushing a half-century on this Earth and still beating contenders in their fighting primes. And yet here’s the great irony of the man: Hopkins’ fights, almost without exception, bore to tears. This is as it must be. Hopkins, a skilled boxer and master strategist, can’t match the power…

Is Donaire’s heart still in the fight place?

Guts, sand, grit, chutzpah. Whatever your preferred variant of the concept, we all get what “heart” is supposed to mean — particularly it’s definition when viewed through the prism of prizefighting. And what of Nonito Donaire Jr., who will face Nicholas Walters tonight in Carson, California. Does he have it, heart? Judge for yourself: As…

The kid’s alright; Dad, however, is screwed

Today I hit another mile marker on the winding interstate of life. I always assumed after I blew past 16, 18 and 21 that the next meaningful number on my personal timeline would be known only by those left behind after I’d shuffled off this mortal coil. Thirty? Fifty? Retirement age? Big deal. None of…

Snobby beer slob review: Arbalest

I’m no food connoisseur or sophisticate. I don’t drop money on clothes, cars or, truth be told, much of anything. But I will pony up a few extra bucks for a good beer. Doesn’t mean I won’t knock back whatever watery brew that’s yanked from the cooler. But when I can, I sip something tasty.…