bobbyhawthorne.blogspot.com
Endless Rain Into a Paper Cup: Finding the real Ronald
http://bobbyhawthorne.blogspot.com/2015/01/finding-real-ronald.html
Endless Rain Into a Paper Cup. Monday, January 5, 2015. Finding the real Ronald. I’m not sure what I thought I’d found when I met Ronald, an African-American kid in a football letter jacket, attending an after-school newspaper session I was conducting as a favor for an old friend. Her staff is almost entirely female, which is typical. Girls read and like to write, while boys don’t read and hate to write and spend huge chunks of their young lives wasting zombies on computers. Somehow, Ronald is happy abou...
bobbyhawthorne.blogspot.com
Endless Rain Into a Paper Cup: Game Changers
http://bobbyhawthorne.blogspot.com/2014/10/game-changers.html
Endless Rain Into a Paper Cup. Tuesday, October 28, 2014. Brenham head football coach Glen West’s first name isn’t Glen. It’s Gordon.
. If you know anything about Texas high school football, you might guess where “Gordon” comes from — especially when you learn that Glen’s daddy grew up in Stamford and played football there for Gordon Wood — the greatest Texas high school football coach ever.
. As for football, Kenneth played tackle and played well enough to earn a scholarship to play for the “Tra...
bobbyhawthorne.blogspot.com
Endless Rain Into a Paper Cup: Van Thomas
http://bobbyhawthorne.blogspot.com/2014/10/van-thomas-in-late-november-1970-white.html
Endless Rain Into a Paper Cup. Tuesday, October 28, 2014. In late November, 1970, the White Oak Roughnecks were undefeated, ranked second or third in the state and about to enter a deep run into the Conference A state playoffs. I was a decent enough starting wide receiver and cornerback on that team, and we were all full of ourselves — smalltown heroes with pretty girlfriends and fawning parents and cool teachers who knew better than to saddle us with too much homework. At any rate,. If I wasn't insuffer...
bobbyhawthorne.blogspot.com
Endless Rain Into a Paper Cup: Sis! Boom! Bah! Humbug.
http://bobbyhawthorne.blogspot.com/2014/11/sis-boom-bah-humbug.html
Endless Rain Into a Paper Cup. Wednesday, November 5, 2014. Kenny Powers: “No, actually, I don’t. I play real sports. I’m not trying to be the best at exercising.”. Actually, it’s not any kind of sport. Why anyone thinks it is escapes me. I asked a couple of cheerleaders if they thought it should be, and, of course, they did, but they failed to provide a single compelling reason beyond, “Cheerleaders work hard.”. Well, that’s lame. So do the team managers. Anyone thinking about an ankle-taping contest?
bobbyhawthorne.blogspot.com
Endless Rain Into a Paper Cup: Lesson Learned
http://bobbyhawthorne.blogspot.com/2014/02/lesson-learned.html
Endless Rain Into a Paper Cup. Tuesday, February 4, 2014. I noticed recently that the Golf Writers Association of the America selected Tiger Woods as its player of the year. I assume that means “player of golf.”. He may well have been speaking on behalf of a generation of talented, young male athletes, who are too often taught by parents, teachers, coaches and many others that the normal rules don’t apply to them either. Well, here’s how, he concluded. 8226; Mom and dad are fans, not parents, so when gra...
bobbyhawthorne.blogspot.com
Endless Rain Into a Paper Cup: The commie, socialist wannabe
http://bobbyhawthorne.blogspot.com/2015/03/the-commie-socialist-wannabe.html
Endless Rain Into a Paper Cup. Saturday, March 14, 2015. The commie, socialist wannabe. I received an email recently from a former colleague, a retired Texas school administrator who trades in tea party agitprop. The email linked to a piece of hogwash that's made its way around the Internet a dozen or more times, titled, “4 Simple Questions.” It was written by a New Jersey lawyer, Richard Silverlieb. My former colleague reminds me quite a lot of an old friend who turned 61 recently. Late in the afternoon...
bobbyhawthorne.blogspot.com
Endless Rain Into a Paper Cup: Truth Be Told
http://bobbyhawthorne.blogspot.com/2015/01/truth-be-told.html
Endless Rain Into a Paper Cup. Monday, January 5, 2015. Several months ago, I was invited to attend a graduation ceremony held inside the state prison in Lockhart, and I agreed to do so, mostly for reasons no more noble than fleeting curiosity. The ceremony is one step along a longer journey of discovery for female inmates, sponsored by an outfit called “Truth Be Told.”. A month or so later, on a stormy November afternoon, I and 20 or so other attendees — all women. Chastened, we allowed ourselves to be ...
