I was startled early yesterday morning when a man digging through a sidewalk cigarette canister dead ahead of me went a wee bit bonkers, kicking the pavement with his incongruously clean work boots and shouting in short, nonsensical bursts. He didn’t look well, either. 20s, maybe, but ossified. White T-shirt dingy to an uneven shade […]
A friend tells me about the time he was having drinks with a couple of Texans who seemed unremarkable until the topic turned to high school football. “Those people were crazy,” he says. “I mean, absolutely nuts.” A fair appraisal, if H.G. Bissinger’s Friday Night Lights is accurate. Bissinger, a Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist, wrote Friday Night Lights after taking a leave of absence from The Philadelphia Inquirer in 1988 to […]
