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Showing posts with label football. Show all posts
Showing posts with label football. Show all posts
11 September, 2020

Notes on "the running back" (Anthology of Days)

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My dad loved football.  When I tell my story -- the heretofore still short and unfinished long form -- I sometimes begin, in the style of T...
12 January, 2016

My Bengals Loss, or: my Buddha Belly, My Body, Myself

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hipsters: the ultimate in fetishists... The good and the wise lead quiet lives. - Euripides "Come on," he said. "One ...
11 September, 2011

The Three Tenses: Some thoughts on 9/11, Football, and The Sacred Long Memory

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I rolled out of bed this morning to get some work done before the Cincinnati Bengals play their first regular season game against the Cleve...
09 November, 2010

Essay: Of Love and Football

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I can't believe you did this to me, she said. My wife and I sat through the last quarter of the Steelers/Bengals game feeling the same h...
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