My article in Esquire about Tim Tebow: “How Can You Hate Tim Tebow?” Well, how can you? Here is the beginning of it.
SAN DIEGO — So there were about four minutes left in regulation and Tim Tebow actually set still those miraculously restless feet of his for a goddamn second and threw an actual pass up into the Sunday sun. Somewhere underneath with his arms extended ran Eric Decker, a kid from Minnesota who is dating a pretty country singer by the name of Jessie James, but that’s another story. Everywhere around them, in every section of this old concrete monastery to sub-par football, the Tebow faithful held their arms out wider still and sniffed, as if breathing the same bratwurst-infused air as No. 15 was going to get them closer to Our Lord and Savior, or something. They were not visiting, the faithful. They were already home, looking for what they did not know. The Denver Broncos were in field-goal range, and one of them cried…
I wrote four separate pieces (Sponsored by Bud Light and chocolate covered pretzels, baby) about the fight, and I talked about the UFC on Fox (to the “consternation” of many) in my much loathed (by the superduper touchie MMA crowd) Esquire U.S. piece…Yes, yes, my Pacquiao-Marquez pre-fight prediction was dead wrong but please realize it was written before knowing about the pre-fight cell phone throwing incident and the pre-fight all nighter and some other stuff (some of you know what I am talking about, right?). Annnnnnyways. Enjoy some boxing writing. There isn’t much of it out there anymore. I work hard, I write hard, for you, the fans. You’re welcome.
Esquire U.S.: “Fight Night in America”
Esquire Philippines: “A Night In Las Vegas”
The Atlantic: “Manny Pacquiao Has A Bad Night, Wins Anyway”
My Pacquiao-Marquez pre-fight story, in TIME. Click here.
Click here for my Atlantic article on Joe Frazier and his relationship with Muhammad Ali. The essay includes a cool photo gallery.