Offensive Lineman John Urshel is retiring from the NFL after only three seasons, all with the Baltimore Ravens. At first many assumed it was in reaction to the astonishing concussion study recently released. It turns out that the big guy, who has a Masters in Mathematics from MIT, intends to pursue a doctorate full time. At one point in my life I thought anyone who would give up a career in pro sports was nuts. I don't anymore, especially regarding football, where the perils are great, especially in the long term. In retrospect, one of the luckiest things that ever happened to me was not being talented enough to play college ball. Who knows what aches and pains - or worse - I'd be suffering these days. Back in 1969, my buddy Bruce, also an offensive lineman, and who started several games as a sophomore during the '68 season, gave up his full ride at WMU and enrolled in Wayne State's (Detroit) pre-med program. I was shocked, believing sports was the highest calling. An assistant coach sniffed: "He's gonna be a student." Bruce went on to be an internist, proving himself smarter than all his detractors. Kudos to Urshel and my old friend.
A British driver has survived a major crash in his Ferrari - an hour after he bought it. Local cops called it a "miracle escape," and posted photos of the wreck on Twitter, saying the car "went airborne (and) burst into flames" beside a highway in northern England. The 430 Scuderia is worth $260,000. Here's where it ended up:
All the floating book shop's business came in the first 15 minutes of operation. My thanks to the middle age woman who bought the Sidney Sheldon translation into Russian, to the elderly one who bought two novels in her native tongue; to Ira, who purchased a huge pictorial on Hollywood homes; and to the young man who selected an odd combination: Vladimir Nabokov's Lolita and David Wellington's Monster Island: A Zombie Novel.
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