By the time I hid the eggs, filled the Easter baskets, and wrapped a couple gifts, it was a little past four. Then it was off to bed, where, try as I might, I couldn’t get my match with Sting out of my mind. Which is good. It means this thing is coming together in my mind — just one step away fro...
I knew exactly what the correct path of preparation was. Following last night’s personal appearance at a video store in Brooklyn, I should have headed into New York City, checked into a hotel for two nights, and committed myself to preparing mentally and getting enough rest for such a big match. ...