My crazy Sunday starts and ends with hockey
Sunday was a long day.
After working until 3 a.m. anchoring SportsCenter ("Stay classy, Bristol"), I went home and read half of the latest Sports Illustrated until 4:05 a.m. and fell asleep soon after.
I woke up at 9:30 a.m. to shower, eat (banana, Wheaties, oatmeal, orange juice and vitamins every morning; sometimes, I'll throw in a canned ham) and head to the South Windsor Arena for an 11:15 a.m. mite game. My 6-year-old son, Jackson, a mite rookie, used his right glove as a blocker ...
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