I HATE wake-up calls. Hate ‘em. Except when it’s for taking photos. Then life is good. On the morning of the Lakers championship parade, I dragged my sorry ass out of bed at 5:30 a.m. Got a ride to Staples and watched as the masses slowly formed around Chick Hearn Ct. This boy’s parents had…
1977. That was the first and last year my Portland Trail Blazers won an NBA title. I was 6. Six is also a magic number for the Lakers, who had to wait 6 years for another title, the franchise’s 15. God, these past few years must have been brutal to suffer through… Last year, I…
Ok, I was stuck on a long, international flight recently and was forced to watch parts of “The Bucket List.” What a horrible movie for a couple of acting icons. Still, I was thinking about that movie while attending my very first game at Dodgers Stadium. One HUGE check mark on my Bucket List. As…
