Stan Hochman: Slogan worth its weight in black and gold
- 02/17/2010
FINISH STRONG! Finish strong, that's Dan Green's slogan, whether he's sitting behind his desk, or behind the steering wheel of a race car, or peering through a pair of boxing gloves at a sparring partner.
Stan Hochman: Friends, loved ones pay final respects to Brookshier
- 02/09/2010
THE HORSE in the hotel lobby. How many memorial services inside the century-old First Presbyterian Church in Ardmore, before someone told a story about a horse in the lobby of the Plaza Hotel?
Stan Hochman: Stepin back in time, a play about Muhammad Ali's early days
- 01/26/2010
REMATCH IN A dinky hockey rink in Lewiston, Maine. Muhammad Ali knocks out Sonny Liston in the first round. Knocks him out with a short, swift punch that is so short, so swift, so lethal that the cynics looked at the slo-mo replay over and over and over, the way they scanned the Zapruder film frame-by-frame. And even then they weren't sure of what they hadn't seen.
Stan Hochman: All bets off for recovering gambling addict
- 01/19/2010
'TAKE AWAY gambling from the National Football League and you've got soccer," Arnie Wexler grumbles, knowing he's got your attention now, without resorting to a 2-by-4 upside your head.
Stan Hochman: A few special award-winning Eagles
- 01/13/2010
THE PLAYERS voted unanimously to give Michael Vick the Ed Block Award for Courage (does that mean that Vick abstained), and the controversy raged, pro, and you should excuse the expression, con.
Stan Hochman: War and Peace and Basketball
- 01/05/2010
DOES BILL SIMMONS know that Red Auerbach used to ban the distribution of postgame box scores in the Boston locker room? "Statistics are for losers," Auerbach would grumble on his way to another NBA championship.
Stan Hochman: Book on Bert Bell rings true
- 12/22/2009
BERT BELL talked out of the side of his mouth, like a guy spitting out a silver spoon. Had a raspy, buzz-saw voice that could peel the paper off the Vesper Club dining room walls. Back in the day, when the National Football League needed a hands-on commissioner, Bert Bell had his fingerprints on everything, including the broadcasters' throats.