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Casey Powell I grew up when the game was played with bucket helmets and arm pads you either strapped on, or the pull-on type that woul...

My most vivid memory of attending the lacrosse final four come from an era when Hopkins and Syracuse were the giants of the college g...

That loss is common would not make My own less bitter, rather more: Too common! Never morning wore To evening, but some heart did break. ...

There are people in my life that I will forever call “Coach.” Some I played for, some I coached alongside, some I only watched (from ne...

The inspiration for this piece was to capture a player’s –in this case Josh Dennis—career in the progression of a single dodge. The pai...

On the elliptical machine at the gym this morning (that's not endorsement; if you're young (or old) with working knees then jum...

Something has switched for me. Instead of trying to squeeze in daily (or almost daily) exercise, I am back to training. I’ve circled a mara...