My phone played the all familiar ESPN jingle as the silent testing room stared. I quietly check the Astros score and get back to work. Sports have been my love for as long as I can remember. Growing up with a family full of boys and uncles that constantly talked, watched, and breathed sports, a passion for sports was destine...

Going into sophomore year it felt like the bottom of the ninth, tied game, runners in scoring position, and a full count. One wrong move and I strike out, setting a tone for the rest of my high school career, but one fastball down the middle and I take it 450 dead centers and start the next three years on the right foot. Much l...

And then it was the time of year that so many cigar stained voices had talked at us about. We had all collectively entered into the sugar-water-logged caboose of the year, elbows deep in promises of snow and cheer and miscellaneous winterland flora, and just like the year that had lead up to that point, it was slapped out of ou...

We’ve all grown up watching the cartoons of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, and thought how much we wanted to be like them and fight crime and hang around in tunnels or sewers. For me it became possible. A group of friends and I started our journey from the Fayetteville public library, finding this large tunnels with ...