It’s Super Bowl week. Which means for a lot of people, this is the one week a year they pay attention to football, even if they haven’t watched all season. That’s kind of the American ritual, kind of like how people vote in Presidential elections but ignore politics for the four years prior.

I have a mantra that I often spout in moments like these, moments when finding clarity, finding space to think, can be hard. Listen to athletes for a change.

By all accounts, Novak Djokovic was on his way home. Or at least thinking about it, what time the plane would leave, is there any food in the fridge.

The good news for Michael Zheng is that if he hurries, he might make it back in time for the start of class for the spring semester at Columbia University. Class technically started on Tuesday, but depending on the schedule for the second semester senior, hopefully he won’t miss much.

In a week when the news felt unbearable, I found myself clinging to something seemingly small and yet luminous: rooting for American figure skater Max Naumov to make the U.S. Olympic team.

Everyone love an upset. Well, everyone but the fans of the team that was supposed to win. But generally speaking, in sports, David over Goliath is as time tested as any sports narrative there is, with all due respect to Rags to Riches and Overcoming Adversity.

It is hard right now not to root for Ole Miss in the semifinal round of the College Football Playoffs.

It’s been a long past week, so it might have already slipped your memory. But only a few days ago, the biggest story going was that of Sherrone Moore, the now former head football coach at Michigan whose life unraveled in public view with remarkable haste.

Notre Dame is one of those schools that people either love or hate. At least when it comes to sports.

Women’s flag football is likely entering its salad days. Not that tackle football isn’t fully in its prime, contrary to the once popular prediction of its inevitable demise.