Sports are all I know. Writing came naturally. Sports writer by night & sports writer by night. Philosophy major who thinks the unexamined sport is not worth watching. Always for hire, never for sale. I believe that silence is the virtue of fools and I can't hear you.
I sat in my orange jersey and watched as it rained outside, just like it did in Brazil. In the end, my beloved Netherlands soccer team fell to Argentina in penalties. I have no family from Holland.
In the overtime frames, I thought about why the team means so much to me. Despite their sweet kits, my... July 10th, 2014 | Soccer, Trible To Your Bass | Read More
I’ll remember Tony Gwynn as a man in my ballpark until my brain gives out. It’s a shame I didn’t realize it until after his heart did.
Gwynn’s dominance at the plate is well-documented. He hit, hit again and hit some more. Proof showed itself on the television screens. Highlights... June 18th, 2014 | Baseball, Trible To Your Bass | Read More
I came home Tuesday evening to a cat on her last of nine lives. She lied in the driveway and inched closer to death.
Hours later, she died. After 19 years, the last of my family pets left.
Say this for Marble, she kept her loyalty. Her usual spot on the driveway was where she last walked. Loyalty, the... June 12th, 2014 | Et cetera, Trible To Your Bass | Read More
Some things earn spots in your soul. They hang, appear and offer an outstretched hand when prompted. You dance with them when your imagination meets memory again. You forget where you are, and moments remind you where you were.
A handful of years ago, I felt an emotional connection to music for the... May 16th, 2014 | Basketball, Trible To Your Bass | Read More
The NFL owns the United States of America because of people like me. I love the game, the Philadelphia Eagles, the offseason and especially the draft. It begins tonight with the first of several days of the 2014 NFL Draft, the culmination of months of preparation — not only for teams and players,... May 8th, 2014 | Et cetera, Football, Trible To Your Bass | Read More
Today is my 27th birthday.
I made it this far, and there’s something to that. Some don’t. Some won’t. I’m grateful. Birthdays are like season openers — everybody gets one.
In conversation the other day, the idea of sports as a linear thing spouted out of my lips. The constant through my life... April 24th, 2014 | Et cetera, Trible To Your Bass | Read More
It’s normal, but we’ve changed. We’ve changed in the way we digest things. We want many things, and we want them now. We used to wait. We want blog posts and columns before the figurative ink dries. We used to patiently skim the long story from large time investments.
In the interest... April 3rd, 2014 | Basketball, Columns, Sports, Trible To Your Bass | Read More
My girlfriend broke up with me the day before my graduation. It was also the day before our one-year anniversary. This isn’t about her — she’s married with a child, and I couldn’t be happier for her.
This is about what happened that weekend.
I felt awful through the process of graduation and... March 28th, 2014 | Football, Trible To Your Bass | Read More
(Ed’s Note: With the NCAA Tournament officially kicking off on March 18th/20th, we here at TSFJ will be giving the people 16(0) sweet words on 16 (bitter)sweet moments of March Last up is Mark Trible, as the Virginia native closes the show reppin’ for one of the best Cinderellas ever. Oh, and... March 20th, 2014 | Basketball, Trible To Your Bass | Read More
Believe me, it matters.
Any fan will tell you the fulfillment of March Madness is in upsets, correct Final Four picks and buzzer-beaters. They are on to something. When you come into my home and I point to the spot where my 13-year-old self fell to the floor and sobbed out of happiness when Hampton... March 18th, 2014 | Basketball, Trible To Your Bass | Read More
One play stood out in Creighton’s 101-80 blowout of then No. 6-ranked Villanova.
On the right-side of the lane, he caught the ball, dribbled and picked it up. A pivot to the outside moved the defender. The next pivot inside the lane created an easy layup. Somewhere, Kevin McHale likely smiled at the... February 19th, 2014 | Basketball, Trible To Your Bass | Read More
I grew up in a big white house on a farm, about 45 miles west of Washington, D.C. We didn’t get satellite until I hit high school. To watch weeknight college basketball, our antenna — moved by one of these — would have to pick up UPN or another random station out of the city.
UPN mostly broadcasted... February 5th, 2014 | Basketball, Trible To Your Bass | Read More
In the blustery cold, a sold-out crowd of 5,700 piled in the D.C. Armory in the nation’s capital to see hometown native Lamont Peterson box Dierry Jean.
The uglies and the pretties waltzed around the dark and dingy event center. The clean-shaven and the bearded looked for their seats. The women in... January 26th, 2014 | Boxing, Trible To Your Bass | Read More
In this age and this America, the entity who took his seventh day for rest would likely turn on CBS around 3 p.m. to see his golden boy creations take snaps, yell “Omaha,” get faked out for high-fives and aim for the Super Bowl.
After all, the six days were taxing enough. After all, it’s Tom Brady... January 15th, 2014 | Football, Trible To Your Bass | Read More
Perhaps there is something to this reality television deal. Maybe it’s a something we can’t quantify. A person might sit on the edge of his or her couch and simply wait for the crescendo of spats and tiny dogs and be thrilled with it. The unpredictability is enough for that person to die of a heart... January 8th, 2014 | Football, Trible To Your Bass | Read More
You want to know what it was like. You want to know how it feels to be at a football game that turns into a blizzard. You want to know what the people in the stands are thinking as Mother Nature tries to kill them with snow.
Here you go.
On November 11, a friend asked if I’d be interested in attending... December 10th, 2013 | Columns, Football, Sports, Trible To Your Bass | Read More
When you attend a big state school, you’re obligated to support the football team. It’s not an option. If you want to be a “part of,” you simply sling on a Nike T-shirt and go to class. Some piece of school-colored garb belongs on your body.
There is something to dislike about the arrangement.... December 4th, 2013 | Et cetera, Football, Trible To Your Bass | Read More
My 8-year-old nephew went to his first Philadelphia Eagles game on Sunday. Like me – and his two brothers – he was systematically brainwashed by a relative before he knew any better. At a certain age, he received Eagles merchandise for birthdays and Christmases. In 1995, a Randall Cunningham wrestling... November 20th, 2013 | Et cetera, Football, Trible To Your Bass | Read More
Autumn announces itself with bright colors and reprieve from the heat. It raps at the door and tells you it will politely bridge the gap between summer and winter. In an instant, it gets darker quicker and finds its way into your living room. The wind slices through you and then comes back for more.... November 13th, 2013 | Columns, Football, Sports, Trible To Your Bass | Read More
For the first time in my life, I covered an election yesterday. My job was simple — go to the polls, find a good story, write a vignette and shoot a few photos. It wasn’t stressful. It was fun.
Most of the day was exhilarating. Virginia elected a governor, so the vote rate went down about 30 percent... November 6th, 2013 | Columns, Et cetera, Sports, Trible To Your Bass | Read More