Greetings from the sports desk located somewhere below decks of the Good Pirate Ship RedState. Sammy the Shark and Karl the Kraken are busy taking laps outside in preparation for the start of training camp next month, as it will take some work to work off all those fish crackers those two consume daily.
Levity aside, I’m writing with a heavy heart. One of my coworkers mentioned in an almost casual manner yesterday that she’d be off work for a while recovering… from breast cancer surgery. Of course, she’s a wife and mother to a young girl.
Prayerfully, they’ve caught it in time. Still, it puts everything into perspective.
It’s oft been argued that sports are, at best, immaterial in today’s tumultuous society. Strange though it may sound coming from one brought on board here to write about sports, there is a degree of truth to this philosophy.
The old joke about how, to a…
