There were few in Trempealeau County who didn’t know him, or know of him. Residents of Whitehall, Wisconsin, remember the basketball coach and teacher well. Basketball players throughout the Dairyland Conference remember him. Referees from decades of games probably feared him, or at least his temper when calls didn’t go his way. His name was Ken Stellpflug. He passed away in July.

Why can’t parents just keep their mouths shut and let the coaches coach? It was all over the laps the coach made the man’s son run for being late for football practice.

After reading an article in the New Yorker about concussions and head injuries sustained in pro football games, I looked up some information about the subject on the NHIAA web site for you parents of high school and younger football players.

Can you imagine coaching a high school football team to a 14-0 conference record and still not be illegible to make the playoffs? That’s exactly what happened to the Whitehall (Memorial) High School Norsemen football team in 1979, my junior year.

Sportsmanship does not begin with the letter “F.” In fact there are few words used in sports that begin with the 6th letter of the alphabet. So, why has the “F-Bomb” become so popular in pro and high school sports? If you haven’t figured out the word yet, it doesn’t stand for fake, football, forward, [...]

Practices are usually uneventful to shoot for the paper. But when I pulled up the pictures on my laptop and saw the ball on a players’ nose, it stood out to me.

Have you had that talk yet with your kids about STEROIDS, or otherwise known as “performance enhancing DRUGS”, as the pros call them. Just drop out the first two words in that title, and that’s exactly what you should be warning the athlete in your family about.

Recreational youth sports leagues are an essential part of any town, no matter the population. They are not only the feeder programs for junior high and high school teams, but also play a key role in the healthiness of the town’s youngest generation.

I wasn’t there when team manager, A.J. Jackson injured his ankle walking up a set of stairs in flip flops. But, I can say it wasn’t his fault for not moving fast enough when my son, Brandon ripped a foul ball down the third base line, hitting A.J.’s ankle in the same spot. Double-Ouch!

If you missed the game on television, or turned it off for the final minutes, thinking Boston University would succumb to Miami of Ohio, you missed a hockey game of a lifetime. There was a lesson to be learned from the way the Terriers played.