Larry Whigham
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Rosie Ruzicka.
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Tony Fossas

Every so often, I watch these highlights and fantasize about how the tight-ass NFL would’ve received Iverson.

I only remember him because he broke my 11-year-old heart in this game:
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Leroy Hoard
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Both Mike Milbury and Chris Ford lived in my hometown in the early '90s. They once organized a fundraiser where literally every single Bruin and Celtic signed autographs for hours. We got Polaroids with Parish and McHale (who my brother claims said, "Don't be shy, I don't bite."), but the only thing that I can find…

Ha. That was sixth grade, I believe. '94 or '95. Read more

Lucky. My parents never let me get the lasers background on picture day. Traditional or nothing.

"PUHPUH" was indeed my great grandpa's nickname. (Also acceptable: PUPPER.) I also loved Pupper Gino's pizza when it was "hut" out of the oven. Read more

As a recovering Masshole, I think Papa Gino's pizza is the best fast food. Bojangles is worth it for the biscuits. Read more

Gefilte fish. Like cat food, but less flavorful. Read more

And who would lead this group of superhuman athletes? Dr. Charles Xavier would be the best fucking player's coach on the planet. William Stryker would work, too, if, like most big-time football programs, you want a manipulative sadist at the helm. If you go with the latter, expect Nike to quickly debut its Pro Combat… Read more

"Are you not entertained?"

Somehow, that made me gasp louder than Kevin Ware's injury did. Read more