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Couch Slouch: Longing for bygone days

Like Donald Trump, Couch Slouch wants to make America great again. It’s simple – just do what America was doing before, like in 1789 or 1946. Boy, those were good years, particularly if you were a white guy with a rich father.
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Syracuse University, perhaps the nation’s premier institution of higher learning in terms of balancing academic excellence with athletic achievement, has announced it will offer the first-ever U.S. bachelor’s degree in sports analytics.
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Couch Slouch: How to beat the Warriors

So can these 73-9 Golden State Warriors be vanquished this postseason? Of course they can. Heck, Oscar Robertson would tell you that a starting five of Kevin Hart, Justin Bieber, Queen Latifah, Salami from “The White Shadow” and The Big O himself could knock them off in six games.
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Couch Slouch: LeBron James demonstrates absurdity of Twitterverse

LeBron James unfollowed the Cleveland Cavaliers last week on Twitter, which apparently was the equivalent of the Pope skipping Easter Sunday Mass for a bingo tournament. There was a global uprising of sorts, which speaks to two phenomena – LeBron and Twitter – that have careened out of control.
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Couch Slouch reveals catastrophic problems with the NHL

It is time for Couch Slouch’s annual state-of-the-NHL address – delivered, well, not quite annually but every several years, depending on mood – in which we assess the health of the only major North American professional sports league that struggles almost as much as Major League Soccer.
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Couch Slouch: Tuffy tells it like it is on Iditarod Trail

It’s called “The Last Great Race on Earth” – no, not the Republican presidential quest – and as the arduous Iditarod Trail Sled Dog Race treks on, Tuffy the Snow Prince, the outspoken 55-pound Siberian husky on musher Spoons Grabilovitch’s sled team, again agreed to Couch Slouch’s request to keep a daily log.
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Couch Slouch nominates a few sports guys for president

Have you taken a gander at our presidential candidates? We’re not talking a hatful of winners here, folks. Frankly, I think we have a better shot of finding the next U.S. president from the sports world than the political world.
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Couch Slouch: Beware of anything for sale from higher ed

Today, Couch Slouch presents two columns in one – an unmatched bargain in these demanding economic times – both involving our ever-tattered institutions of higher learning. First we will bring you the remarkable link between chocolate milk and concussions.
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Couch Slouch: Concussion movie important to see

The concussion-in-football issue is rather a simple one: Dr. Bennet Omalu was able to link chronic traumatic encephalopathy, a degenerative brain disease, to repeated blows to the head that many players sustain.
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Couch Slouch: College football playoffs on New Year’s Eve? Accidental brilliance

So two sacred American traditions – New Year’s Eve and the College Football Playoff – are colliding this week, leaving a Sports Nation full of drunken helmet heads to ponder the question: Why oh why would they schedule the second-most important college football games of the year on the same night in which many of us annually go out and act like motherless fools?
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Couch Slouch: Replays and fantasy teams ruining NFL viewing experience

As America’s Viewer for parts of two centuries, Couch Slouch is a trusted voice for generations of couch slouches. I don’t yell “Fire!” in a crowded theater unless there is a raging inferno or unless I see Stephen A. Smith and Skip Bayless walking in with bullhorns; in either case, my charge is to protect the public from imminent danger.
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Couch Slouch wants to take back Thursdays from the NFL

How could they screw up Thursdays? For longer than anyone can remember, Thursday has been a soothing stalwart of the calendar * – the next-to-last day of the workweek, occasionally the launching point of a long weekend. The start of the week might drag, yet by the time Thursday rolled around, there was a little pep in your step and hope in your heart.