Category Archives: Warriors

Reading High point guard Alan Tyson was “my guy.” He was the player who meant everything to me. It was all or bust … Alan Tyson or nothing. When I say “my guy,” I don’t mean we were friends or … Continue reading →

No clue why Bobby Hollinger has been the impetus for me writing about my love of basketball. But here we are. Bobby is older than me, which is perfect. It means that what I remember of Bobby — and all … Continue reading →

I’m imagining myself back at 3rd and Spruce – or Kaley’s Korner (Is it still there?) – ten years from now. That’s Reading, PA, for all who should know but don’t. I bump into all my old friends, basketball players … Continue reading →