Masters week means we have to play golf

When the best pros in the world are swinging their sticks in Augusta, Ga., for the Masters, KP, Tater and I always have the itch to be playing golf in Syracuse. Not this year. Not on any of our courses. Yes, the snow has melted, finally, after our 118 1/2 inches for the season. But…

I tip my hat to the new Mets pitcher

I have beefed before in these parts for my relative distaste for the new flat-brimmed baseball hat. Give me the curved crown and tradition, please and thank you. I realize that the bigger, flatter brim is the thing around the world, and is worn, well, everywhere you look. I see it taking up more and…

The Crunch goes to the dogs for a night

I saw two drop-the-gloves fights by men on the ice but no pull-the-leash fights by dogs in the stands. Even though the Syracuse Crunch lost 2-0 to the Rochester Americans Saturday night in an American Hockey League game at the Onondaga County War Memorial, Dog Night was a smashing success. Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle…

How do you prep for a Sweet Sixteen?

There are many ways, I suppose, for a bunch of college-aged men to spend a few hours in a strange city before a very important evening. Add in the fact that they’re joined by the collective purpose of their university’s sports team, and it’s surely no surprise to discover them in a pack, dressed rather…

The Bracket World knocks on Syracuse’s door

There was a little warmup for in Syracuse for our quarter slice of the Sweet Sixteen pie. I took a walk up to the Syracuse University hill because the NCAA opened the Carrier Dome for free to watch the practices for the four squads who’d reached the East Regional portion of the Sweet Sixteen. By…