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Sports Columns
The $700,000 Hollywood Gold Cup lacks star power, but it quietly might be one of the best betting races of the year. The Saturday feature is headed by a tepid 4-1 favorite in Parading among 13 starters. Still, there is intrigue galore around the race on and off the track.
There is the profound way of looking at it: The Ultimate Fighting Championship holds its 100th show Saturday night and perhaps the most symbolic matchup of such a historic moment will not be either of two title bouts, but rather when veteran Dan Henderson stares across at a younger and promising Michael Bisping.
Just as the argument is heating up over whether Nevada should legalize rifle scopes for use during muzzleloader-only hunting seasons, the company that turned the muzzleloading world upside-down with its Knight Rifle has closed its doors.
In the beginning, it wasn’t about a formless wasteland or darkness covering the abyss or mighty winds sweeping over the waters.
Brian France has been hanging around the garage too long because the fumes seem to be messing with his senses.
Las Vegas figures to be brimming with holiday tourists this weekend. I suspect some will be placing bets in race books, many for the first time.
If someone told you 20 years ago that the day would come when politicians felt it necessary to introduce legislation to protect hunting on public lands, lands in which we all share ownership, what would you have thought? Well, that time has come.
Baseball numbers when deciding Hall of Fame worthiness are sort of like the teenager with a purple and green Mohawk and a piercing dangling from his tongue.
Don Logan has learned to deal with frustration the way a Los Angeles commuter does traffic. He endures it.
Jess Jackson, owner of Preakness winner Rachel Alexandra, announced this week that the filly would not run in the Breeders’ Cup this fall at Santa Anita because of its synthetic surface.
Though I hate to admit it, my body has no problem telling my mind I’m getting older. I no longer can do some things as easily as I once did, whether it’s my knees that ache at the mere thought of climbing a steep slope in search of a chukar covey, or my fingers that don’t work as well in the cold.
Children will wake today and run to their fathers, to present them with cards and gifts and words of affection. Lance Ringler will feel such love from two, from the son he and wife Missy had six years ago and the daughter they wanted to raise since first holding her as an infant.
It’s true. A few of them look like Popeye. They have arms meant for T-shirt sizes not available to the general population. They all could be named Roy, and you wouldn’t blink. If there are necks attached to some, it would take the boys from CSI Miami to find them.
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