Ah, football. What is it about this sport? It’s more than the hot chocolate warming our hands through our mittens, the bass drum catching hold of the chilly air, or the outsized energy of the players. For me, after all the touchdowns are tallied and all the drinks are drained, the greatest thing about this […]
There is a man in my life who is 15 years younger than me. He is my brother—and he is a kid who was raised in youth sports. From an early age, Patrick’s care and tutelage was entrusted to coaches. Adult men worked with him one-on-one to develop his skills and grow his potential, taking […]
Saturday, Sept. 24 marked my first foray into an echelon of sports-reporting I’d previously only dreamed of: a seat in the Paul W. Brechler Press Box. I was given the privilege of witnessing the Hawks trounce Lousiana-Monroe on our home turf, far above the madding crowds of Kinnick. […]
Realists and dreamers alike know that real love stays, through both triumph and tragedy. Woe be to the Hawkeyes if we were the kind of fans who left the stadium every time there was a deluge, or left the Deadwood every time they ran out of Sally’s kick-ass chili. There’s a lot of season left […]
After a season that began with high hopes and ended with stories of high players, people are looking elsewhere for their football fix as we enter the time of year where games have real meaning. Sure, the Hawks were invited to the Insight Bowl (motto: “Arizona is warmer than wherever the hell you’re from this […]
Hey Ricky, You so Fine No denying, he’s got the numbers. Ricky Stanzi is a better QB than he was last year. With just four interceptions (vs. 15 last year) and a higher completion percentage, Ricky’s made marked improvements that are worthy of respect. In his final bowl game, his senior year, he’s our man. […]
It’s not particularly hip to be a fan. Not that I’ve noticed, anyway. I’ve personally suffered many an eye-roll from less fanatic friends and I’ve seen fellow fans dressed in their Hawkeye garb just barely get a drink served to them in certain elite Northside establishments. I’ve felt a pang of embarrassment hearing a nearby […]
Everything about the Arizona game felt off. Thanks to an Auburn/Clemson (who cares?) overtime, most Hawk fans watching in Iowa City missed the key first possession, and the resulting blocked punt that led to Arizona’s first touchdown. How could the boys in black & gold be expected to perform without the emotional push provided by the rallying cries from the home?
In case you didn’t make it to Hawkapalooza, I’ll let you know you missed one of the most high energy rappers I have ever seen on stage. With The Super Mash Brothers opening the show, two laptop jockeys mixing up some great cut and paste goodness.
What do a bunch of polo-shirt wearing sports guys and your Townie Hawk have in common? We all attended Hawkeye Football Media Day, August 6, at the lovely Kinnick Stadium, where I got my first taste of what it’s really like to be inside Iowa football.
Gearing up for football season in Iowa City is very much like a warrior painting his or her face for battle, gathering supplies and weaponry, readying oneself for the trials and triumphs on the path to glorious victory.