In 2004, I felt like I had let myself down at WrestleMania — my first match in four years — by playing things too safe. I had said a prayer on my way to the ring that night, a prayer that actually read, “please God, don’t let me suck out there tonight!”. Not exactly shooting

My time as a guest at the Nashville celebrity con was just about up. It was a slow Sunday, and it seemed like all the wrestling fans who had wanted to meet me were already gone. I was in the beginning stages of packing up when I saw a striking woman with husband and adult ...

While I am certainly not an expert on women’s basketball, I do think my rapid trajectory from curious highlight seeker to super-fan is indicative of how far, how fast the women’s game has come to be appreciated by sports fans in general. Two years ago, I was just a guy ...