It happened to Luke Zeller three times—the recurrence of a dream.
“What do you want to do when you grow up?” a television reporter asked Luke when he was 14 years old.
“I want to start a basketball camp,” he said...
Some guy the other day looked at me and said, “Just pray about it.” I felt like he was telling me to shut up—like he was tired of listening to me or something. I was mad. Praying made me angry.
In high school, I remember my dad telling me to apply to colleges. I told him God would lead me to the right one. I felt holy—like I was seeking “God’s direction” (isn’t that what they say in church?). So I picked up my PlayStation controller and built the most legendary dynasty the world had ever seen on Madden 2004. I think that made my dad angry...
"I guarantee that no man of Tim Tebow’s stature could survive a season in New York without succumbing to the temptations of the city.” – Neal Biderman, CEO of an internet site.
That statement by Neal Biderman alone would irk some people, but knowing the context would, likely, disgust everyone...
Former managing editor of Sports Spectrum, Dave Branon, wrote "Friends In Deed" for SS's November 1999 issue about David Robinson and Avery Johnson's unique friendship.
Imagine having a nice leisurely breakfast at your local International House of Pancakes when the glass doors swing open and in walk two of the most famous basketball players in Texas.
It happens once in a while in Stafford, Texas, outside of Houston, when the urge hits David Robinson and Avery Johnson to go out for real food among the real people.
"That's one of our favorite spots," says Robinson, who lives outside of San Antonio. "When I go down to Houston to visit Avery, we go to IHOP and get breakfast. We go when Avery treats me..."