Joe Posnanski

This one ended up being a bit longer than expected -- a stream of consciousness essay about being the local sports columnist after a bad loss. When I was a kid in Cleveland, I used to love listening to Pete Franklin, who was one of the original angry sports talk show hosts in America. I’ve heard people say that he was THE original angry sports talk show host, but I suspect there was someone out there at some 2 watt radio station somewhere ... Read More

I suppose we’ve all had those moments in life when we feel like we’re smack in the middle of a sitcom. Or maybe not. To be honest, I never like it when someone says, quite seriously, that we’ve all experienced something that, frankly, we probably have not all experienced. This happens all the time, at least to me. I’ll read something or hear someone say something like: “You know that moment after you get really strung out on heroin,the moment when you’re lying ... Read More

I asked Pro Football Hall of Famer Len Dawson if this year’s New England team would beat the 1972 Dolphins. I’m a big believer, as mentioned in passing here on this blog, that the game would not be close. I think the Patriots would destroy any team from 1972 (though I would like to point out that at this very moment, the Patriots are losing to the 2007 Eagles, who aren’t very good, so maybe I should reconsider). Anyway, I asked Dawson, and ... Read More

We’re going to try and get you an excessively long Herschel Walker post later this week. For that, I will need to get some input from my dear friend and fellow Herschelologist Tommy Tomlinson, the brilliant news columnist for The Charlotte Observer. I’m also going to try and predict next year’s playoffs and World Series teams using a new method I call, “Stealing again from the Bill James Handbook.” In the meantime, I’ve been gone for a few days eating turkey and enjoying family, ... Read More

Normally, I leave the parenting blog stuff to my wife, Margo, who somehow manages to get all sorts of parental thoughts in there and still finds the space to reveal some embarrassing facts about me. You will notice that I don’t put embarrassing items in here about her, like the time that we were in a restaurant and Paul Rudd was sitting a few tables over, and she could barely eat her food. “That’s Paul Rudd,” she said. I looked over. “No, it isn’t,” ... Read More