Someone last week asked me if we were going to see football played this fall. The best response I could give was a shrug of my shoulders.
Many years ago, a friend was dating a girl who knew nothing about football. She thought the object of the game was for all the players to run together in a big pile, which is the way many plays end.
Earlier in these days of coronavirus — certainly not to be confused with the days of wine and roses — I reflected on some of the most memorable games I’ve covered in 42 years as a sports reporter.
Major League Baseball, such as it is, returns to our pandemic-addled consciousness Thursday, bearing a faint resemblance to the game we know and love.
When local television was in its infancy in the 1950s and ’60s, it did not get much bigger than Shirley Love in southern West Virginia. At a time when the population was robust in the southern coalfields, everyone knew him.
In the wake of the Big Ten and Pac-12 each announcing they were jettisoning their 2020 non-conference schedules due to the coronavirus pandemic, much of the regret came from the loss of some marquee matchups: Alabama versus Southern Cal, Notre Dame versus Wisconsin, Ohio State versus Oregon.
At a Callaway Junior Tour event at Pipestem Resort earlier this month, the pull cart holding Anna Earl’s golf bag began to roll down a hill and toward a lake.
To call Savannah Hawkins the next big thing in terms of golf in the state of West Virginia would be a little inaccurate.
Our state does have some history of hosting international high school basketball. In the spring of 1975, a high school all-star team from our state played a traveling Russian all-star team in the old Charleston Civic Center arena.