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Author Archives: Andy Behrens
Playing by the Numbers
Sports wouldn’t be sports without the mountains of data collected by the reporters of STATS.
Playing by the Numbers
Sports wouldn’t be sports without the mountains of data collected by the reporters of STATS.
Ready for the Big Time
Women’s football finally has a toehold here, but with only one team, there are still more players than spots.
Send In the Clowns
An elastic chin strap constricted the jowls of 275-pound Jason Yurechko. It held in place the plastic bull horns he was wearing on top of his frizzy red clown wig. A tight black Bulls jersey was stretched over his belly, and he wore red-and-black Zuba pants. Flushed, clammy, and breathing heavily, he yelled “Yeah!” to […]
The Gift of Gab
Jellyvision, Harry Gottlieb, and the Future of Man-Machine Interaction
The Fan
John Kuczaj’s obsession with Cubs slugger Dave Kingman led to a Web site documenting his hero’s every move. And then his hero sent him an E-mail.
The Fan
John Kuczaj’s obsession with Cubs slugger Dave Kingman led to a Web site documenting his hero’s every move. And then his hero sent him an E-mail.
Did They See That?
She’s one of the most exciting high school athletes in the country. But don’t look for Candace Parker on ESPN.
Did They See That?
She’s one of the most exciting high school athletes in the country. But don’t look for Candace Parker on ESPN.
Vicious Game
A brutal–and legal–hit on the field left Darryl Stingley in a wheelchair. Now he’s doing what he can to keep the football field from becoming a slaughterhouse.
The World of Wiffle
The men of the WCWBL take their plastic bats and balls pretty seriously.
These Girls Can Hit
They’re the Wisconsin Riveters–the best local pro football team you’ve never heard of.
On the Rebound
Leon Smith nearly destroyed himself during his first shot at professional basketball. At recent tryouts in Gary, he pondered his comeback and his younger brother’s hopes of following in his footsteps.
Sweat Equity
Spit-stained, dusty, or torn, if it was worn by a professional athlete, someone’s dumb enough to buy it.