A friend of mine who used to be my boss at ESPN once was asked why sports had exploded the way it had. He said, "Because you can't go to Blockbuster and rent tonight's game." Every night is different in… — Mike Lupica Copy Share Image
“He imagined himself as a sprinter now, felt his arms and legs pumping, thought of the old Cuban sprinter his father used to tell… — Mike Lupica Copy Share Image
Michael still thought of Havana as home, because he was born there. And he had been Miguel Arroya there. Here, he was Michael. — Mike Lupica Copy Share Image
We can what-if ourselves to death... But what-if never does anybody any good. All any of us ever have...is one thing, and we better… — Mike Lupica Copy Share Image
“If there are real angels in the world," Michael said to his brother, "how come they're never around when we need them?” — Mike Lupica Copy Share Image
“On days like this, baseball would make Michael as happy as it ever did. No umpires. No coaches. No rules except the ones you… — Mike Lupica Copy Share Image
“I can't say 'why me,' Brady. That's one of the big no-can-do's. Because if I do that now that bad stuff has happened to… — Mike Lupica Copy Share Image
Read. You don't have to read me. But just read. Read the best people. Everybody's trying to do the same thing, which is keep… — Mike Lupica Copy Share Image
There's only one ball game for any writer, and it's to keep you turning the pages. That's the whole ball game. That's what I… — Mike Lupica Copy Share Image
A family of three had become, in Michael Arroyo's young mind, an army of two. — Mike Lupica Copy Share Image