The winter issue of the Under Review has become a very welcome New Year’s tradition for me. The calendar turns over, and before I’ve even given up on the several resolutions that I’ve promised are going to stick “this year!” it’s already time to load a new issue into the publishing machine and celebrate the next batch of incredibly talented writers.
“All right, welcome back. 2:21 left to play here in Michigan Stadium. Michigan trailing 21-16 and driving, the Wolverines needing a touchdown to go ahead, a field goal won’t do it. Nineteen, even in these uncertain times, still less than twenty-one. Into Irish territory now, with a first down from the Notre Dame forty-two. Denard calling for quiet now as he approaches the line; 115,000-plus in Ann Arbor oblige.”
When I heard about the Argentinian named Messi arriving from Barcelona, I left early in the
morning and walked the riverbank, following the quais from the Île de la Cite past the Jardin des
Tuileries to a fishing spot under the shade of the Pont Mirabeau. I caught two carp off the wake
of a tourist riverboat, enough for Hadley and Bumby to enjoy for a supper fried in butter and
potatoes.
In the end, he thinks of a dunk. Of that moment when he seizes the ball, and it’s fully in his
control, and his body transitions from analysis to pure movement, not thinking about anything,
everything automatic, dribbling, almost free-floating, his legs feel like nothing…
The ball curved through the air, a blue and white blur standing out in front of the empty stadium seats. The players in red break, pulling defenders along with them.
The Quick Lane Bowl takes place in Detroit in the week following Christmas whenever there isn’t a surging pandemic. It was founded in 1997 as the Motor City Bowl and played at the Pontiac Silverdome until moving to Ford Field in 2002, where the Detroit Lions play real NFL teams.
I was about eleven years-old when I got my first 10-speed. It was a used-up mess, but to me, it was beautiful. The chipped metallic blue paint never hindered the rocket-fast frame under my body.
Is the hyperbolic title of The Greatest Spectacle in Motorsports Racing truly apt? First, is it important to decide what a great sporting event is defined by;
Terry is joined today by the author of the poetry collection, Plunder, which won the May Sarton New Hampshire Poetry Prize from Bauhan Publishing.
Glenn Stout is the author of several acclaimed sports books like The Young Woman and the Sea, Fenway 1912, The Selling of the Babe, as well as history books about the Cubs, Dodgers, and Yankees.
Terry is joined by the Under Review's design/web editor and fellow Oregon State alum JP Bertram to reflect on the Beavers' magical, storybook March Madness run.
Indubitably, Babe Ruth’s trade from the Red Sox to the Yankees for $100,000 ranks as the worst baseball swap ever. Still, serious fans of every major league team can emphasize with cursed Boston rooters over ruinous trades involving a parade of franchise icons.