I watched a Korean baseball game for the first time. Here’s what I learned.
By Brendan Farrell | May 7, 2020I’ll admit that I’m not the biggest baseball guy.
I’ll admit that I’m not the biggest baseball guy.
It was a sad but strange feeling for me to hear the news of the passing of Miami Dolphins coaching legend Don Shula Monday morning at age 90.
I was at the O’Connell Center a little early on Feb. 26 for Florida’s men’s basketball team’s matchup against LSU. After wolfing down some press box food, I was feeling a little sentimental.
I watched the NFL Draft this past weekend closer than I have ever before.
Journalists don’t have a lot of free time. If they date you, they must really like you. I consider myself extra special because I was able to get a journalist to fit me in her abundant agenda filled with interviews, writing, meetings and editing all the time. While I do feel special, there was also a lot I learned by dating Christina Morales for more than two years during her Alligator career.
I remember the first time I entered The Alligator newsroom as a staff writer. I felt small despite the hospitality and limited square footage of the glorified closet.
There used to be an old man who tucked in his aqua button-up shirt into his khaki pants every day. He looped a leather belt, shined his shoes and slicked back the little white hair he had left.
Indecisiveness has plagued me for most of my life. And about four years ago, that lack of conviction set me on a path I never intended on walking.
Anytime someone referenced Urban Meyer, I was quick to correct them.
Imagine a sports league where players call the shots. No out-of-touch three- or four-letter organization telling athletes what they can and can’t do, where to go or how to play. No bureaucracy; just sports.
If not for the COVID-19 pandemic sweeping the nation, this past weekend likely would have featured the most surprising and balanced opening weekend in recent NCAA tournament history.
If I truly knew how to make young people care about the lives of others, I suppose I’d be writing a bestselling book instead of a column.
As a student, it can be easy to forget about elections because of everything else going on in your life. With classes, part-time jobs and other extracurricular activities, it’s intimidating to even think about fitting an election into an already chaotic schedule. Luckily, voting is convenient and effortless, thanks to a variety of voting options.
I’m not going to sit here and sugarcoat it.
The odds of completing a perfect March Madness bracket are one in 2.4 trillion. A person has a better chance of becoming the President of the United States or being crushed to death by a vending machine.
This week, I have eagerly anticipated the Cheryl ’77 podcast episodes by UF’s Alisson Clark and Emily Cardinali. Alisson and Emily are on a mission to discover the author and intended recipient of a love note inscribed in the concrete sidewalk just off University Avenue in the courtyard by Matherly Hall on UF’s campus.
Damian Lillard has never been one to shy away from the spotlight.
Mediocrity has long plagued this basketball team and there does not seem to be a cure.
The promises are empty, but the stadium is emptier.