There may not be a more daunting task in sports than following greatness. Every legend that has ever graced a sports field leaves at some point, either to join another team or to call it a career. The athletes that replace these legends are charged not only with stepping into an important role for quite possibly their first time but filling the vacant gap left by a superstar and the expectations that come along with it.
I was eleven years old, chocolate ice cream smeared across the edges of my mouth, sitting inches away from the TV screen and making all kinds of crazy deals with God. “I promise to do all of my homework…I’ll clean my room…I’ll do everything my mom says,” I pleaded. “Just let Tiger win.”
The first-ever sports game that I attended was a Korea Baseball Organization game in Seoul as a one-year-old child. Legend has it that infant me… Continue Reading »
Few words in sports elicit such varying degrees of responses as the simple phrase, “He’s clutch.” Tony Romo? Please, don’t slander the good name of clutch by mentioning him and it in the same sentence. Eli Manning? Come playoff time, he is unstoppable. Michael Jordan? His Airness was the very definition of clutch. LeBron James? Just doesn’t have it.