A dreary, rainy, gray Tuesday was quite a contrast for where my head was when I thought about West Virginia’s upcoming game Saturday at Oklahoma.
Over the course of my short time covering West Virginia University as a beat, I’d like to think I’ve done a fairly good job of detaching myself from all biases and rooting interests that come with being a lifelong state native and an alumnus.
During a 5½-hour-long car ride home on Sunday, as well as most of all day on Labor Day Monday, I had time to think about just how I wanted to word this inevitable column — the one where I tried to offer my two cents on just what the hell happened to the WVU football team Saturday at Maryland.
On Sunday, I took the family to the Huntington Mall as we needed to buy school shoes for the 2021 NCAA bracket challenge champion in the Pritt household, 9-year-old Maleah.
After last football season, I’m fairly confident I could find a free drink fairly easily in Cincinnati.
Despite his state ties and visits and despite my now 13 years of sports writing in Charleston, I never got the opportunity to meet Bobby Bowden.
It was a question that Philip Reale had waited years, possibly even decades to answer.
It was pretty easy to read between the lines of WVU Athletic Director Shane Lyons’ official statement released late on Monday evening.
TBH, I just can’t make myself care about TBT.
Vibes were good to say the least at Big 12 Media Days Wednesday at AT&T Stadium in Arlington, Texas, with smiles, pleasantries and acknowledgments of a return to normalcy in abundance.
And people say summer is the dead period for sports in America.
With around 50 years of golfing behind him, Mark Greer was still waiting for his first hole in one.
On Monday night, National Geographic Channel kicked off its six-week-long “Sharkfest,” the network’s welcome alternative to the Discovery Channel’s “Shark Week,” which has become nothing more than celebrity worship and oceanic gore porn in recent years.
In a news conference from quarantine leading up to the NCAA tournament, WVU basketball guard Miles “Deuce” McBride revealed he wasn’t much into video games and instead likes to spend his time in isolation reading.
Chris Williams has been on a tear through the West Virginia Golf Association schedule so far this year, and he’s looking for another and even bigger trophy next week at Pete Dye Golf Club in Bridgeport.
When I called my mother on Sunday and asked what she was doing, she responded by saying she and my father were watching sports.
With weather more befitting Thanksgiving Day than Memorial Day, I woke up Sunday morning wondering if I should grill burgers and dogs or make a pot of chili.
On one channel on Sunday, golf’s senior statesman was going off on the course. On the other, NASCAR’s senior statesman was going off on his organization.
As a WVU beat writer, I don’t want to step on the toes of my Huntington-based co-workers, but I’d be negligent if I didn’t dedicate at least a few paragraphs to the Marshall men’s soccer team today.
I had this column written in my head for weeks and I couldn’t wait to unleash hell.
I was on the shelf for a week. It felt like a year.
With Neal Brown shaking up the Gold-Blue Game format with a mixture of drills, scrimmages and contests, how much could one take away in terms of the team’s progress this spring?
In the spring, hope springs eternal for college football fans, coaches and players alike.
A tradition unlike any other was met with a winner unlike any other Sunday in Augusta, Georgia, and in the end, we were all victorious.
