If you can live in Vegas, or visit Vegas, and leave in one piece, still loving it and somehow laughing about it, you should spend at least part of your last night in town doing something that will serve you… — J. R. Moehringer Copy Share Image
Long before it legally served me, the bar saved me. It restored my faith when I was a boy, tended me as a teenager,… — J. R. Moehringer Copy Share Image
Your best is whatever you can do comfortably without having a breakdown. — J. R. Moehringer Copy Share Image
The greatest players use anger as fuel. Michael Jordan played every night with something like road rage. — J. R. Moehringer Copy Share Image
In Manhasset you were either Yankees or Mets, rich or poor, sober or drunk...You were 'Gaelic' or 'garlic," as one schoolmate told me, and… — J. R. Moehringer Copy Share Image
I'm a big fan of the poet Mary Jo Salter, and although she doesn't need to be discovered at all - she's widely admired… — J. R. Moehringer Copy Share Image
I've been trying to write a book since before I was old enough to vote, and I've collected many rejection slips from publishers and… — J. R. Moehringer Copy Share Image
Baseball always gets credit for the foundational part of masculinity - the father thing. The eternal game of backyard catch, 'Field of Dreams', the… — J. R. Moehringer Copy Share Image
In Zurich, in a cafe overlooking the Limmat, I ate butter-drenched white asparagus pulled from the ground that morning; it had the aftertaste of… — J. R. Moehringer Copy Share Image
There's that old journalism rule that sunshine is the great disinfectant - which is how reporters bust their way into meetings and such all… — J. R. Moehringer Copy Share Image
Some of football's gaudiest displays of manliness are purely aesthetic. It's not what players do, it's how they look doing it. — J. R. Moehringer Copy Share Image
If you can live in Vegas, or visit Vegas, and leave in one piece, still loving it and somehow laughing about it, you should… — J. R. Moehringer Copy Share Image
“His current theory is that Sutton lived three separate lives. The one he remembered, the one he told people about, the one that really… — J. R. Moehringer Copy Share Image
