February 9th 2016 marked the 50th birthday of the Philadelphia Flyers, and also the 2nd and final meeting of the season with the Anaheim Ducks.
We often think that the reason we played sports as kids was for the competition and the camaraderie. The fun of showing off our skills, going head to head with our friends, and challenging ourselves to see how good we could become.
I've never been a sports fan, so normally this wouldn't mean much to me. But there I was, living in Massachusetts where the Sox logo shows up on everything from license plates to ice cream boxes.
Now that the 50th Super Bowl is thankfully over we need to clarify things especially since it was probably one of the poorest performances by a winning quarterback in Super Bowl history. But let's not dwell on the past. Let's focus our attention on the future.
With heavyweights Fabricio Werdum and Cain Velasquez pulling out of their UFC 196 headlining title fight just last week, the mixed martial arts deck has been shuffled.
Our Los Angeles Spurs group enthusiastically meet weekly at our local, The Greyhound Bar, where 40 to sometimes 200 supporters regularly congregate to chant often saucy but brilliant soccer songs and go a little mental.
About a year ago in a column, I called out ESPN radio host Mike Golic for his on-air suggestions that football is as safe as it's ever been and for his unwavering support of "Heads Up." Sunday morning, I called him out again.
Could he have handled himself in a manner that would have drawn less criticism? Absolutely. But why do we need or expect to immediately hear from a player who just lost the biggest game of his career to date? And why do we have any expectations on how he should act?
Humans are capable of experiencing a full range of emotion, and the experience and expression of those emotions varies from individual to individual. If Newton dances when he is happy and sulks when he is sad, it is not a sign of immaturity or arrogance.
By game's end, Peyton Manning had morphed from classy Super Bowl champion and future Hall of Famer into his dreaded alter ego: a cheesy pitchman I call Peyton Branding.
What does Carlsen have in common with sport superstars Lionel Messi, Jaromir Jagr or Stephen Curry? They all seem unstoppable. Everybody knows they are going to score, but not many are able to prevent it.
I was able to get two tickets to the game, which left me choosing between my 15-year-old son, my dad, my brother and several close friends. After thinking about it, I decided to go with the person who needed it most.
Super Bowl L was a walk-off performance by everyone involved, except for the defense for each team. They should've stuck around and possibly tried to play offense as well. They couldn't do much worse.