Nobody wants a pandemic, certainly not one that kills hundreds of thousands and delays the college football season.
Have you ever tried to reschedule an Olympic Games? Sure, many of us have postponed weddings – and there are at least two I should’ve canceled altogether – but those are much smaller affairs to manage. The Olympics? That’s got to be the biggest event in the world, even larger than a “Duck Dy…
Money never sleeps, correct? Well, the sun never sets on the sports-betting empire either. What, there are no games right now? Recently, Bovada started allowing action junkies to place bets on the weather – that’s right, over/under wagers on the high temperature of, say, Philadelphia.***
ESPN without sports is like NASA without space. But ESPN is smarter than NASA – it can still thrive even if its world explodes into the atmosphere. Here is a look at the new ESPN 24-hour coronavirus programming schedule:
As is our annual tradition at the NBA all-star break, Couch Slouch looks ahead to the remainder of the season – laced with remarkable perspicacity* – at no additional cost to you, the reader.
Super Bowl 54, in contrast to the Senate impeachment inquiry, felt like a fair trial: unmistakable video evidence, plenty of witnesses, a definitive and satisfying conclusion.
So the Houston Astros, using cameras and video monitors and a labyrinthine baseball-bat-and-trash-can notification system, were stealing signs from opposing teams. From all indications, this is cheating and this is not kosher.
Note to Readers: The bad news? This will be my 38th column on replay since 1986. The good news? When I get to my 40th, I will retire to an elder care facility in suburban Monte Carlo that has eight bowling lanes, two air hockey tables and a vending machine that sells Bugles.
I have a friend – let’s call him “Wes,” because his real name is Scott but he does not want me mentioning him – who, every time I ask, “How come there are not more black head coaches in the NFL?” responds, “How come there are not more white running backs in the NFL?”
Just before the turn of the century, two monsters of a new millennium were unleashed on the unsuspecting sporting communities of New York and Washington. Twenty years later, two franchises – the NBA Knicks and the NFL R*dsk*ns – have fallen from proud to pathetic, laying in waste in a rubble…
In a clandestine meeting at a Doubletree by Hilton conference room in Grand Rapids, Michigan in late March 1987, Pete Rozelle, Paul Tagliabue and Roger Goodell secretly hatched a plan for worldwide, around-the-clock NFL expansion, according to multiple sources at or near the gathering who ar…
Editor’s Note: Today’s Couch Slouch column is not suitable for readers of all ages; children will be bored to death, and certain adults might prefer to think about death. It involves journalism, which no one cares about.