those of you that have paid attention to the print edition, or are unfortunate enough to have to listen to me gripe, well, you know that this has been a rough fall for me. at least as far as action pictures go.
boy, i've had a rough string of luck for football pictures this year (at least for GOOD action pictures). things peaked this last weekend (i hope), and i was shut out of the paper. when i looked at another paper sunday morning, it appeared that someone else had a tough day, too.
Matt bought the house on Archer Avenue in the winter of his thirty-fifth year. Over the next decade, he and his wife had three children and then they separated. They were never legally divorced.
Virtually all memory of the brilliance of Matt had been erased by two decades of betrayal, failure and disaster.
Matt died tragically rescuing his family from the wreckage of a destroyed sinking battleship.