“Brett, well, it's been a long time.”

“Sure has Doc. Last was my High School physical.” He touched his gown. “When you you guys going to come up with something better...with these ties in the back...it's all open back here?” He smiled at… Read full post »

The cold breeze cut right through his thin scarf. So he pushed the the shopping cart a little further forward. His was sitting on the morning's sport section. Picture of a football player under his bare foot. He looked down at it, pulled it out, and started reading it.

They… Read full post »

“Gotta be somebody real old, like maybe Jim Brown. You know, way back when.”

“I think you have to go back further than that. Back when guys were natural athletes, before all these weight programs, and drug stuff. Jim Thorpe, Bobby Jones, guys… Read full post »

“Hey, you're the guy. The one wears the suit on WWE.”

That's me. Vince.” They shook hands,

“Tamas.” He straightened his red shirt.

“Glad to meet you, Tamas. You must be a wrestling fan?”… Read full post »

“Next? Step up please and state you name.”

“Where am I?”

“You're at the Pearly Gates. Where'd you think you were?”

“Well, buzz me in, can't stand out here. All these clouds.”

“And you are?”… Read full post »