Portrait of a Serial Winner
A profile of Luis Suarez.
A profile of Luis Suarez.
On a preacher who counsels and ministers Major League umpires.
A profile of Bosnian striker Vedad Ibisevic, who has come home after escaping the war more than 20 years ago.
A profile of the Los Angeles Clippers owner, an oft-sued real estate baron with a documented racist streak and a penchant for heckling his own players, on the occasion of him winning an NAACP lifetime achievement award.
Brazil’s restless youth in the lead-up to the World Cup.
Two very different fates at the Chicago Marathon.
The beginning of Don DeLillo's Underworld, in memory of Andy Pafko.
"Pafko is out of paper range by now, jogging toward the clubhouse. But the paper keeps falling. If the early paper waves were slightly hostile and mocking, and the middle waves a form of fan commonality, then this last demonstration has a softness, a selfness. It is coming down from all points, laundry tickets, envelopes swiped from the office, there are crushed cigarette packs and sticky wrap from ice-cream sandwiches, pages from memo pads and pocket calendars, they are throwing faded dollar bills, snapshots torn to pieces, ruffled paper swaddles for cupcakes, they are tearing up letters they've been carrying around for years pressed into their wallets, the residue of love affairs and college friendships, it is happy garbage now, the fans' intimate wish to be connected to the event, unendably, in the form of pocket litter, personal waste, a thing that carries a shadow of identity -- rolls of toilet tissue unbolting lyrically in streamers."
On lucha libre’s exóticos, “wrestlers who dress in drag and kiss their rivals, never quite revealing whether the joke is on their opponents, themselves or conservative Mexican society at large.”
In search of the former boxing champ, who refuses to believe he has HIV.
On September 20, 1973, 50 million Americans watched Bobby Riggs lose to Billie Jean King in a tennis match dubbed “The Battle of the Sexes.” This spring, a man named Hal Shaw came forward with a secret he’d held for 40 years: Riggs, in debt to the mafia, had lost on purpose.
On not making the NBA.
A journey into the world of Italy’s racist soccer thugs.
A college football coach is falsely accused of producing and possessing child pornography.
A beloved girls’ basketball coach is accused of sexually molesting several of his players.
A profile of NFL commissioner Roger Goodell.
A profile of 101-year-old marathoner Fauja Singh.
Bob Voulgaris and his math prodigy sidekick attempt to create the perfect betting algorithm.
On the tortured psyche of former 49ers coach Bill Walsh and how it led to Finding the Winning Edge, his 550-page guide to the game that has become the football’s bible.
The night his Alabama Crimson Tide beat the LSU Tigers for the national championship, Brian Downing put his balls on the face of a passed out LSU fan named Garrison Stamp. The act was caught on video, the video went viral, and their lives were never the same.
Captain Iván Castro, who lost his vision in Iraq, runs the Boston Marathon.
On the strange relationship between Lionel Messi and his Argentinian hometown.
When the best three months of your life are “called three of the uglier months in the recent history of the National Football League.”
Two brothers dreamed of baseball stardom. One would end up killing the other.
A sport in flux.
Escalating competitions between two boys take an unexpected turn.
"Most of my losses, though, were at the hands of the son, Jimmy Knockwood Jr. Two years older than me, Jimmy wore a hint of Iroquois aristocracy in his cheekbones, and some part of his body was usually sheathed in a dirty plaster cast. He beat me at every sport we had equipment for. At 13, he had arms like a man and could throw a baseball with such force that after playing catch with him you couldn't turn a doorknob. Once, when we were wrestling, he put me in a choke hold that made my vision go white. I cursed Jimmy's mother, and he rubbed a toad into my teeth. Seeing me in tears afterward, my father asked why I put myself through the disgrace of playing with Jimmy. He had forgotten the infatuation a boy has no choice but to feel for a peer who is good at everything."