Fifty years, one campus, and two T-shirts later — I’m back in Villanova gear. The fit isn’t quite what it was in 1975 (neither am I), but the nostalgia is timeless. Want to know why a simple shirt can carry half a century of memories? Click in and find out.
A sleepless European, a 12:30 AM kickoff, endless commercials, and a few dangerously good cocktails—welcome to my Super Bowl night. I rooted for Philly, ranted about ads, marveled at how little the “ball in play” actually is, and still somehow survived until morning. Curious how rugby, foie gras, and Old Fashioneds all collide in this tale? Click in and find out.
Helmets off, mouthguards in—rugby is back, and it’s everything American football wishes it could be. Forget endless commercials and replays; the Six Nations kicked off with France crushing Wales 48–0 in 80 minutes of pure, uninterrupted mayhem. Curious why this “real sport” doesn’t need timeouts, play sheets, or padding? Click in and feel the hits.
