Fans of the Columbus Crew professional soccer team reflect on the team's history as they move from their historic home to a new stadium.

A retrospective essay about the Columbus Crew in 2020

I first wrote this on the occasion of my grandfather's passing, two years ago. I've thought about it a lot since then, and since different people read this blog now than did then, I thought it might be

Life Goes OnMe and the Crew, 2019 Here’s one way to sum up how the 2019 season felt to me as a fan of the Columbus Crew: life went on. What happened with the me and Crew is what happens with everybody

Season Kickoff Party 2019: The Beautiful Thing Is— I was a season-ticket member last year, out of the kind of funereal desperation that makes people quit their jobs to spend time with dying loved ones.

Photo of Confluence Village site from Google Earth "The Best of Us are Always Not Here Yet" Looking back, and looking forward with fans of the Columbus Crew A while back, a pretty unprecedented

Can't Help Falling in Love: Thoughts on a Year of Saving the Crew “Fools rush in where angels fear to tread,” — Alexander Pope, An Essay on Criticism “Wise men say only fools rush in, but I can’t help

Illustration using photo by Rick Dikeman [GFDL or CC-BY-SA-3.0], from Wikimedia Commons 'Like Church': Crew Fans and a Summer Under Threat "Columbus is the greatest team the world has ever seen, Columbus

image source: Pixabay The Ongoing Be-Peevement of Juan: World Cup Edition It’s been awhile since I let fly with some belligerence about what’s making my blood boil at the moment. Since the World Cup is

Me and the Crew This is a story about some of the things my relationship with a professional soccer team has meant to me. Unfortunately, I have to start with the betrayal that’s threatening the relationship.

Hi, all, it's been a bit, but I've been pretty busy, and of the energy and time to spare when family and vocation have taken their rightful shares have been swallowed by other, more pressing enterprises.

There are always things to be angry about The world is, according to the most optimistic reviewers, deeply and irretrievably flawed, and even the most pessimistic commentators tend to agree that it's the

This is a picture of a tree at a rest stop in Indiana. It represents growth, which comes through willingness to be shown you were wrong. When I Was Wrong A couple of days ago, by way of the unexpected

Yes, You Can—Eventually—Afford Fancy Ice Cream. All the big cryptocurrencies are getting in on the Ichyrus Act again, and since they’re not close enough to the sun to remember how that story ended, I thought

Like a lot of people, I like making music, and the instant gratification and broader pallet of VSTs and other means of electronic music-making have made it a much easier hobby to pursue. I'm in awe of

I decided to write about things that are peeving me this week, but to theme it. So I'm writing about complaints I've heard from a variety of sources about A Quiet Place, and what I think the obvious answers

Since the cryptocurrency markets haven’t got much of interest going on (other than being semi-permanently lodged in the jaws of the bear) I thought I’d favor you with life lessons extracted from my

This is a little piece I threw together with Spitfire Audio's discounted Labs Closing Down pack, just to put it through its paces and see where it led. I ended up with this rough-around-the-edges piece.

"Anger Controlls Him" by Jessica Flavin via wikimedia.org My Rationale The fundamental question I return to when I think of generating content is what I have to offer potential readers that's

What Makes Sports Worthwhile? I get asked this a good bit, largely because I'm an avid sports fan who hangs out with lots of people who aren't sports fans. More particularly, I'm staring into the dark