Lamar Jackson Wants a Super Bowl More Than You Do

Maybe it's evolution, or how God planned it, but scientists say the human brain is wired in a way that often makes us remember severe pain longer than we enjoy great pleasure. Apparently the same is true even if you’re a little bit superhuman, like an Avenger, or Lamar Jackson on the gridiron.

Everything Looks Like It Comes Easy to Adley Rutschman

It’s almost too perfect of a story, an image of stereotypical Americana. The cute kid (in a cul-de-sac, for crying out loud) dreams about playing professional baseball one day, takes batting practice in relative anonymity from an available father while mom prepares supper. You could make this stuff up, but with Adley Rutschman you don’t have to. It’s all true.

Mind's Eye

“Son,” the doctor said, “you’re going to be blind tomorrow.” Sandy Greenberg was just 20 when he first heard the gut-punching words in a Detroit exam room, and they remain seared in his mind, just like the lasting image of his wife of 55 years, Sue. And the memory of the patch of illuminated New York City grass that one of his college roommates and lifelong friends, Art Garfunkel (yes, him), pointed to freshman year and said “Look at what the light does to the color” during a walk on the corner of Amsterdam and 118th streets on Columbia University’s Upper West Side campus.

Keeper of the Yard

One of only two women in Major League Baseball’s 118-year history to be in the role, Nicole Sherry is the keeper of Camden Yards.

Elvis of the Himalayas

Beneath the burgundy vinyl awning that reads “Nepal House” in white block letters, a poster of Buddha looks down at the entrance to 920 N. Charles St. in Mount Vernon. “Namaste,” it says. “Welcome.” Gentle, lyric-less music, the type you might hear while face down on a massage table, plays in the background, reverberating through a long, dark dining room on the right, and a cozy bar with booths to the left.

That’s Mr. (Ruben)Splash, To You

At this very moment, David Rubenstein is the perfect owner of the Baltimore Orioles. He’s a fan, at heart. He was born and raised here, in Pikesville, where he jokes he played a mean shortstop in a Jewish Little League. And, today, decades later, he’s a content, 74-year-old billionaire who keeps hitting all the right notes two months into taking over control of the beloved hometown professional baseball team in a $1.7 billion deal.
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