Author Archives: Chad Love

April 28, 2011

Close Waters

It is, despite any charitable stretch of the imagination, a shithole. Plastic bags undulate like jellyfish in the tepid brown water. A thick layer of trash rings the shoreline. Thick wads of yellowed monofilament, snelled hook packages, beer cans, Styrofoam … Continue reading →

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Filed under Fodder, Surviving the off season, Talegate

February 28, 2011

Not Today

Opening weekend. This is my place, goddamnit. My name may not be on the deed, it may even say “public” on the sign, but it’s mine nonetheless. I’ve purchased it with the coin of time and sweat and shoe leather and … Continue reading →

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Filed under Talegate, Undaunted by Futility