In a perfect world, the news that U.S. women’s soccer player Megan Rapinoe is gay would be met with indifferent shrugs. We’d just focus on the fact she’s an awesome soccer player, not just a gay athlete. But it’s not a perfect world, so her revelation being a big deal absolutely matters.
The Los Angeles Kings took 45 years to win their first championship. One Kings fan wished and hoped for this day to come for 25 years. That’s one huge sigh of relief for one Edward de la Fuente.
Every diehard fan base appreciates new fans, but if you’re going to be an obnoxious fair-weather jerk, you’re welcome to fall off the bandwagon. Now. Don’t displace the diehards.
I met Buddy Hurlock in 2001, fresh out of college. He gave me a road map to Delaware high school sports, which I dutifully followed. Without him, I would have been completely lost at my first job as a reporter. This is an appreciation for the man whose wit, good-natured persona and love of hot dogs will be deeply missed.
This is what the You Can Play movement means to me: It’s helping gay people realize the simple desire to be treated like a human being, to be shown the same respect as their straight brethren.
Young athlete gets drunk and does dumb things in public? Not shocking. In the end, they’re just people and susceptible to the same lapses in judgement and the same proclivity towards stupidity that we all are.
Why can’t old media and new media seem to get along? Both sides should learn to respect each other instead of get into pointless Twitter wars.
People will sacrifice all kinds of things to see their team go on a championship run, especially if it’s been a long time since there’s be a run like this. Fan devotion is probably the best thing about sports, period.
I always joke that sports owners are to be seen and not heard; reviled and not heralded. The more I think about it, that’s really…