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Magic In The Night: Bruce Springsteen At Giants Stadium

Giants Stadium. Dusk. The house lights flicker, then fade. Carnival music wafts from the PA. The E Street Band emerges: Little Steven, Patti, Clearance. A spotlight burns a white-hot line through the summer haze. A figure ascends: rounded shoulders, unruly mane. The...

The 2008 Brickyard 400 (Or, My Days Of Thunder)

This is it: The Fall of Rome. And this is how it goes: blue sky, 85 degrees, 300,000 people, 42 modified stock cars hurtling around a two and a half mile track at 170 mile per hour, and lots and lots of beer. This is the Allstate 400 at the Brickyard, aka The...

Cool It Off Before You Burn It Out

In the summer between my sophomore and junior years at Syracuse University, I drove from Philadelphia to San Diego and back, camping and crashing at friend’s and family’s homes in Chicago, Iowa City, Minneapolis, Denver, and points in-between (including an...

Comic-Con Reconsidered (Or, The Triumph Of The Nerds)

Prevailing wisdom about San Diego’s Comic-Con is that it’s an assembly of misfits, nerds, freaks and geeks salivating over B-listers, back issues, and collectibles. In fact, I traded in that very same simplistic, diminishing description as recently as just...