It’s a new beginning today.   Yes my Jets start their season this afternoon with many of us holding rather high expectations, especially for the offense. I certainly plan to tune in this afternoon. But today’s blog covers another re-boot of sorts.   This beginning involves a homecoming of sorts.  A return to New York. Several years ago our daughter, Marisa, and friend Nicole took off for L.A.  It was a nice road trip and pictures, emails and texts were shared throughout.  The...

Today represents for many one of those much watch TV days. Some for the pomp and circumstances. Others for the commercials. A few for the gala at half-time. And most for the main event, the Superbowl. I’ll watch. At time of this drafting, not exactly sure where (I can post in the comments for any who really ought to know.). My interest since my team seems to achieve excellence in avoiding participation for 50 years involves some charitable fundraising around the game.   My f...

I grew up loving football. Playing it. Organizing teams. Tackle. Touch. Flag. It did not matter. Strategizing (I'd argue none better!).   And today we all – at least the ratings say so – gather to watch the big one. The Super Bowl.   I recall watching my beloved Jets from a living room chair maybe four feet away from the set watching the greatest ever Super Bowl (At least it remains such for me.). I can only hope they return there in my lifetime; there’s a radio host...