A Day in the Life of a Teenager in 2003, as Imagined by The CW’s “One Tree Hill”
12:00 P.M.: School, I guess? Who knows.
12:00 P.M.: School, I guess? Who knows.
It all started last week when I dropped off Coco at the rec center for practice. As I was leaving, the ball rolled in my direction.
I know you are all about fighting with honor, much in the same way the NBA is all about the integrity of the game.
Michael D’Jordan: Michael OF Jordan. Michael E. Jordan: Steeple Magazine’s Saintliest Man Alive (2020).
For the fourth time this month you’re asking yourself: am I on a date with Hall-of-Famer Shaquille O’Neal wearing an elaborate disguise?
"you’re a shooting star" -- This needs context. Most players do shoot at some point during the game. But not many are true stars.
I took an “I Voted” sticker and slapped it on. The anti-participation trophy faction in the stands booed this profusely.
If we look back to the mistakes, the failures, the death mask grimaces of the asphyxiated faces we’ve left behind, then we’ll never move on.
Jesus Christ brings a robust following as well as the ability to do some pretty amazing things off the court.
When someone mentions "that Marquette shot from '97," nod and say something noncommittal like, "Hoo yeah, that ol' can of worms!"
Dr. Pacini’s always been good, but now he’s got the best hygienists in the business. They’re a root canal dream team.
I just happen to like the smooth sound of “Michael Jordackson.” It’s got a nice ring to it.