You Can’t Aim It
A friend often reminds me of that truism, one that was taught to me when I was still playing baseball myself. When I pitched, I was taught to “throw it, don’t aim it,” which sounds a little strange on its face. The concept is simple and makes sense:...
Spring Cleaning Our Alignment
There’s a beautiful oak tree in the median in front of our house. It’s an old live oak with branches that meander and cause us to sweat a bit during hurricane season. So far, the only issues we’ve had with it have been out front cleaning up its leaves. Early each year...
Death By Inches
Under a clear, blue sky, a man sprints to catch a speeding train. He has fired a machine gun and thrown grenades at his pursuers – Nazis – setting other traps and charges for them as well. Now, he has almost caught up with the German transport train that...
No Credit?
I looked around the locker room at the major college basketball team. They’d just come off the court after another grueling practice. Their effort had been great, their coach had assured me. It was a good group on the court, in the weight room, in the classroom....
Fired
“Now we just have to win it again.”
I was reminded of those words recently as the Tampa Bay Buccaneers beat the Kansas City Chiefs to win the most recent Super Bowl. When they were spoken eighteen years ago, we were about 35,000 feet over New Mexico or West Texas, a landscape of dusty red rock passing beneath our flight. I was holding the Lombardi Trophy…
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