I was sitting outside enjoying the beautiful weather Sunday when AC/DC's "Thunderstuck" started playing on the iPhone.
Take heed, Braves fans: this is the time of year for hope.
It was almost like a movie.
Ever since my son Brady was born four years ago, I've wondered about the past and contemplated the future.
You may have heard the labor negotiations between the NFL owners and Players Association took a turn for the worse Thursday when both sides walked away from the talks and declined to give much of an explanation.
It took Deshaun Watson only two minutes to utter the phrase "big-time players make big-time plays in big moments."
With his hands clutching the hands of a couple teammates, and surrounded by players from Rabun County doing the same, East Hall senior Sterling Bailey bowed his head and prayed.
His teams have blown its two chances to make a statement since landing in the Top 25 three weeks ago, sliding to fifth place in the SEC East.
As Lynn Jarrett stepped into her office, she sat down in a chair and let out a sigh.
Falcons fans never cease to amaze me.
Losing a 26-point lead to a subregion and county foe could derail a team's entire season. Or, as in the case of the West Hall Spartans, it could propel one to a state championship.
It's a hopeless feeling to be a University of Georgia football fan these days. Things are bad, and by the tone of coach Mark Richt during his end-of-season press conference, I find it hard to believe things are going to get better any time soon.
"When I got to the 10 tee box, I still believed I could win the tournament, no doubt about it. I still thought that Bubba…"
On July 27, 1993, Jordan Spieth was born.
"Is that Bubba?" one patron asks another.
He walks up the 17th fairway at Augusta National uncomfortably upright, his hands clutched to both ends of a 7-iron that stretches toward the sky behind his head. He rocks the club from one hip to the other, bending his back side-to-side as he grimaces.
The Masters tournament is right around the corner, and when Jim Nantz of CBS welcomes us to Augusta National with his signature "Hello, friends" opening remark, he'll undoubtedly refer to the Masters as "a tradition unlike any other."
Tune the piano.
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