One sports journalist called Pedro Gomez “a good guy.” Another described how the news reports of Gomez’s untimely death ruined his Super Bowl Sunday. Another reporter, Howard Bryant, told the story of filling in for the regular beat writer while at the Oakland Tribune, when Oakland A's manager Tony LaRussa went off on a tirade... Continue Reading →
My college professor handed back my paper with red ink up and down both edges. My heart sank looking at the mess. I walked out of the classroom heartbroken. I felt like my heart had been ripped out of my body. I skipped the rest of my afternoon classes. I was in no mood for... Continue Reading →
When I look in the mirror in the morning, I see a young kid looking back at me. I wipe the steam from the mirror and a recent college graduate, in the big city, off on his own for the first time, stares back at me. He looks younger. I don’t see quite the same... Continue Reading →
The guy looked like a used car salesman in his jacket and tie and large binder, but his bulky linebacker frame, the rapid movement of his eyes, his mess of fiery red hair, and waving arms gave the impression of a crazed lunatic. He stalked back and forth in front of the receptionist’s desk and... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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