The Roars of Various and Sundry Crowds

Clinton, South Carolina, Sunday, September 24, 2017, 12:30 p.m. Everyone is winning. Victory radiates out from my psyche. I can’t do this on demand. If I could, I’d be a human crummy movie. Clinton overwhelmed Chesnee, 35-6. Furman clobbered Colgate, 45-14. Presbyterian withstood Cumberland, 27-20. The Red Sox blanked the Reds, 5-0. These are the …

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Winning Would Be Indescribably Delicious

Clinton, South Carolina, Saturday, September 10, 2017, 1:38 p.m. I can’t imagine a better place to watch a football game than Presbyterian College, that is, if you don’t mind it if the Blue Hose lose. It’s early yet. Yes, Presbyterian has been been outscored 99-13, but Wake Forest and The Citadel are stiff competition for …

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I’d Batten Down the Hatches if I Had Any

Clinton, South Carolina, Thursday, September 7, 2017, 12:15 p.m. A week ago, a large chunk of Texas, which itself is a large chunk, caught the largest amount of rain ever recorded on the continent. Now the most powerful Atlantic hurricane ever is curving toward, eventually, here. How many “once-in-a-thousand-years storms” are going to have to …

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