One of the most beautiful sights in my neighborhood is on High Holy Days when people walk to temple. Not only does this bring the traditional legendary weather, but it gives off a psychic signal to slow down. George Vecsey beautifulbringday share on social
Youth sports could not exist without millions of volunteers and modestly paid coaches who teach our children how to skate and catch and dribble and also how to get along with others. George Vecsey catchchildcoach Change image and share on social
There is nothing wrong with athletes coming back from retirement. George Vecsey athletebackcome Change image and share on social
For years, I have been harboring memories of my first major league game at a place named Ebbets Field in Brooklyn. George Vecsey brooklynebbetsfield Change image and share on social
For years, I advised George Steinbrenner to get out of town because he dishonored my hometown with his bullying and bombast. George Vecsey advisebombastbully Change image and share on social
This occasional sports columnist, who has been to his share of Super Bowls, had been glad to be home on Super Bowl Sunday, but the scary commercials made me want to be in the melee of the arena, where you are not aware of commercials. George Vecsey arenaawarebowl share on social
I proposed abolishing boxing because it was bad for the brain, but boxers were generally so decent that I loved being around the gyms. George Vecsey abolishbadbox Change image and share on social
I've seen elbows that broke eye sockets. I've seen a German goalkeeper just level a French guy. His teammates thought he was dead lying on the ground. This was in 1982 at my first World Cup. But a bite is outside any kind of contact collision: dirty foul play. A bite is a bite. George Vecsey bitebreakcollision share on social
To this day, while maintaining a healthy respect for the Giants and Jets and other teams I cover, I admit to checking the results every Monday to see how the Bears did. George Vecsey admitbearcheck Change image and share on social
In recent generations, women's sports have been a blessing. Some of us can remember the bad old days in the '50s, when we would discover in casual schoolyard play that a girl could outrun most of us or hold her own in basketball or hit a softball - but there were no teams, no coaches, for girls. George Vecsey 50sbadbasketball share on social