The 2008 U.S. Open was a fantastic event to cover.

Hard to believe it is already the 10th anniversary of the best event I ever covered.

Eat your heart out, Super Bowls. Stand in the corner, World Series. And you, college sporting events, are definitely smalltime.

Sorry Michael Phelps and U.S. Olympic Swimming Trials. Sad to say even the Rose Bowl doesn’t top the list.

Oh Maui Invitational, not even you. Despite spending 4 1/2 days in paradise.

The winner in a clear rout is the 2008 U.S. Open at Torrey Pines.

What a spectacular event. What a terrific week. What a career highlight.

And yeah, about 5,000 times less hassle than Super Bowl Week.

Torrey Pines South was immaculate, much sharper and brighter than the usually stellar condition it was in for regular PGA events. And with the famous cliffs overlooking the Pacific Ocean next to the course on a sun-splashed day, it was hard to get me to go back to the media workroom even when it was time for free food (oh yeah, more on the workroom later).

Ten years later, it is still summed up the same way it was then: What a memorable five days and 91 holes of golf.

Even more memorable now that it still remains the last major title won by Tiger Woods.

Hard to forget all the limping around the course he did and those occasional gasps and grabbing of his left knee after he hit a shot due to the pain in his leg.

Woods prevented Rocco Mediate from winning in 72 holes by knocking in the clutch birdie putt that lipped the hole before dropping in on 18. He fist-pumped so hard I was surprised his arm didn’t fly off and join me in the bleachers right above the hole.

Then Woods battled Mediate for 19 holes on the Monday playoff round and just when it appeared Mediate was going to earn the biggest achievement of his career, Woods sunk a birdie putt on 18 (hole 90) to force a sudden death playoff.

I had rushed to the seventh hole – site of the playoff – and was in good position for the ending. That being able to go inside the ropes thing when you are a media member is pretty handy.

Sometimes it is hard to spot the golf ball when it is struck from 300 yards in front of you but I could immediately tell Mediate’s second shot was a disaster. It landed in the grandstands on the side of the course and that pretty much sealed the deal. A short time later, Woods knocked in the winning putt and it was time to head to the interview area and then on to the workroom.

You knew it was a major deal in the moment — heck, it is the U.S. Open — but everything became even bigger when it was revealed a few days later that Woods was playing with a broken leg and that his knee injury was actually a torn ACL.

It sunk in immediately like, ‘Tiger won a major at Torrey Pines with a torn ACL and a broken leg.’

It is an ever bigger story here in 10-year anniversary week since it remains Woods’ last major title.

As per covering it, wow, it exceeded all my expectations. Yahoo Sports! made a deal with our newspaper and each day one of our stories were featured on the Yahoo website. Three of the five days, it was my story selected, and I’m not even a golf writer.

Pretty sure it came down to the topic and the quality of writing.

I found two of the articles just searching around but when I paste them here in a link, they are dead. A third one, about Phil Mickelson melting down on the 13th hole, is a dead link from the start.

Oh yeah, so while I was hustling all over Torrey Pines for five days getting great scene-setting material and live tidbits and seeing things from 20 feet away that others either saw on television or never saw, there were at least 50 reporters that never left the media workroom.

Nobody is expecting these guys and gals to walk all 18 holes for five straight days but spending the entire tournament in the workroom — in immaculate weather mind you, not frigid or humid conditions — at the FREAKING U.S. OPEN is a disservice to their viewers or readers.

So great, those guys saw exactly what the TV viewer did and got the same media pack quotes every other reporter did but your golf fanatic wants a deeper storyline and craves more than what he or she watched on TV.

I feel for those guys because they missed one great time out on the Torrey Pines course. A few of them could have shed some pounds with all that walking around. Ohhh, got it, being there to pile in more cholesterol-loaded bites in the stomach trumps being where the action is.

Can you imagine somebody covering the NBA Finals spending the entire game underneath the stands in a media workroom? Apparently, some of the golf reporters do that every single week.

No wonder most golf articles are among the most boring in all of sports.

Regardless, it was the best event I covered for a newspaper that no longer exists. I covered Super Bowls, World Series, Olympic trials, national team soccer, Maui Invitational, more than a dozen college bowl games, over 35 NCAA basketball tournament games, double-digit NFL playoff games, college football games at Michigan, Ohio State, Oklahoma, Wisconsin, etc., not to mention games in more than half of the NFL stadiums.  (Probably forgetting some things too).

But guess what? Covering the 2008 U.S. Open will forever be known as the best sporting event I ever covered.


I keep hearing that LeBron James doesn’t have a supporting cast.

Like to the point where you can picture the Cleveland Cavaliers’ starting five consisting of James, a welder, the Tooth Fairy, a bus driver and an elk.

The Sixth Man could probably be Indians manager Terry Francona, though I suspect that kind of exertion might not be good for his heart.

Silly to think those five could help LeBron win a title, right?

Just as silly as saying the guy reached the NBA Finals without a supporting cast.

LeBron is about to become a free agent. If you want to see him without a supporting cast, the solution is easy:

Have him sign with the Orlando Magic, Phoenix Suns or Brooklyn Nets.

He probably couldn’t make the playoffs with any of those ragged rosters … apologies to Devin Booker, not his fault the Suns are atrocious.

Gosh, having the Tooth Fairy as one of your teammates is better than having anyone on the Brooklyn Nets show up at tip-off.

Hopefully, the no-supporting cast nonsense will end but hard to halt that stuff once the social-media clowns start getting worked up about it.

And it will rev right back up like a volcano in Hawaii should the Warriors start beating up the Cavaliers.

Oh yeah, the stellar national Game 1 preview can be found here —

People also are whining that the Warriors and Cavaliers are meeting in the NBA Finals for the fourth straight season.

So what, are one of the teams just supposed to give up their spot to appease people?

The Toronto Raptors were once again the pretenders we all know they are, and the Boston Celtics didn’t have enough to close out the Cavaliers.

Same with the Houston Rockets. They pointed all season toward ending Golden State’s reign and they crumbled when everything was on the line.

I know, Chris Paul got hurt. Good for him because this time he can avoid the folding under the pressure label.

The right two teams are in the final and both teams have a supporting cast.

Not good for Cleveland that five-time All-Star Kevin Love will likely miss the opener with a concussion. Wait, did I say five-time All-Star?

That is a pretty good start for a supporting cast, huh?

Let me know how many five-time All-Stars the Orlando Magic have on their roster.

I write between 10 to 15 stories a day depending on the length of my shift and how much breaking news erupts.

The only problem with such a heavy dose of assignments is I couldn’t tell you what stories I wrote two weeks ago today without looking them up.

NFL signings, college basketball players applying for the NBA draft, baseball players getting injured, tennis recaps … they just seem to blend in.

Then every once in a while, there is something that stands out.

Like Tiger Woods taking a moment to offer support to lung cancer fighter Shane Caldwell.

Woods met up with Caldwell before Thursday’s opening round of the Masters after finishing up some practice shots on the driving range. He approached with his trademark smile, signed a golf glove and wished the 52-year-old Caldwell the best.

But it didn’t feel like just another story to me as I knew some of the background behind it — due to the power of social media.

A couple tweets from a young lady named Jordan Miller came through my timeline earlier this week and they were really quite impressive. Miller was working Twitter hard to get the word out that it was her stepfather’s dream to meet Woods.

And since her stepfather has stage 4 lung cancer, the one thing repeatedly jumping out was this: This Masters might be Caldwell’s last chance to meet Tiger.

When you think of how many people reach out to Woods each year, the odds of such a meeting weren’t high. Then factor in that it is Masters week and it was super-duper clear that Jordan was tackling quite a task.

But she kept relentlessly working the scene and interacting with people who were all strangers to her just two and three days earlier. And finally, someone passed on word to the Tiger Woods Foundation, and a meeting was set up.

Think about how amazing that is.

A single individual like Jordan Miller never could have pulled this off 15 or 20 years ago. But in the social media age, a lot what used to be impossible is now very much possible.

And Shane Caldwell got to share a special moment with his idol due to his stepdaughter’s awesome perseverance.

So ask me in November if I recall any of the stories I wrote on the first Friday in April and I will know the answer, this one:

I have to say it has been one fun month of March Madness.

Ramblers. Sister Jean. Retrievers. Buffalo spanking Sean Miller’s team. Eric Musselman’s daughter.

Yeah, a pretty fun NCAA Tournament, even if I’ve been to the store three times to buy red ink.

There are actually people below me in the bracket pool, which defies all logic. Only thing dumber would be deciding not to call a timeout when there are 11 seconds left in a four-point game with a Final Four berth on the line.

Late for dinner reservations, Leonard Hamilton? And wow, surly and rude when asked a legitimate question in the postgame interview. Just imagine how rude the Florida State coach is to reporters when he isn’t on camera.

Pretty funny the next day to see Coach K call timeout with Duke down five with the same amount of time left.

Earlier in March, Virginia trailed Louisville by four points with 0.9 seconds left and won the game in regulation. There is a reason why you don’t quit in a two-possession game.

Heck, I covered a game where San Diego State led UNLV by 10 points (a four-possession game) with under 20 seconds left and collapsed like a deck of cards in a tornado. Yep, the Aztecs didn’t win. They lost in overtime.

But enough about collapses, how about Loyola-Chicago becoming America’s Team?

Best part of this story is that the NCAA Selection Committee was going to shaft these Ramblers if they didn’t win their conference tourney.

We would have never heard of Sister Jean, the youngest 98-year-old in Chicago history. Heck, she’s more alive than some people half her age.

And how about that Kansas State shot that was 99.9 percent in the hole and somehow came out? You just know Sister Jean was in on that one.

The Ramblers won their first three games by a combined FOUR POINTS. That is pretty amazing clutch play from a bunch of guys none of us ever heard of prior to this month.

Then they whipped Kansas State to get to the Final Four.

Think of this, the Ramblers have defeated teams from the ACC (Miami), SEC (Tennessee) and Big 12 (Kansas State) on neutral courts. You know, the type of programs that would never play a road game at Loyola-Chicago.

The Ramblers won a national title back in 1963. Guess we might hear a little about that this week.

Oh yeah, can’t forget the Retrievers of UMBC.

The first time a 16 seed has defeated a 1 seed finally occurred and it was a major league beat down. UMBC (which stands for University of Maryland Baltimore County) rolled to a 74-54 victory over Virginia, the top-seeded team in the entire tournament.

UMBC went viral in a way like never before. Heck, I tried to order that outstanding piece of Retrievers wall art to hang in the fabulous three-story mansion and the poor UMBC bookstore is drowning under thousands of orders.

It might be next basketball season by the team they fill my order.

But what an amazing accomplishment and you have to admit it is kind of fun to say “Retrievers” instead of Eagles or Wildcats.

Oh yeah, Wildcats. So fun to watch Buffalo — BUFFALO! — totally wallop Miller and his Arizona squad.

Meanwhile, Musselmann is surely cussing somewhere about now, still steaming that his Nevada team went down to the Ramblers.

But after Sister Jean, his cool 8-year-old daughter Mariah is the second-best person we learned about during March Madness.

It is serious time next weekend when Villanova plays Kansas and Michigan plays Loyola-Chicago but you never know what Sister Jean has in store.

Just saying don’t be surprised if Loyola-Chicago is playing for the national title on April 2.

I wonder how breaking down half the NCAA Tournament teams on Selection Sunday while providing content to millions of people around the country will equate to filling out my bracket.

Guess we will find out later if I win a March Madness bracket for the eighth time in my life but at least I’m off to a good head start.

Heck, I know two of my Final Four teams … know of a 12 seed that will beat a 5 … and know that Loyola-Chicago won at Florida this season.

And can’t forget the best nickname in college basketball — “Dauminator.”

Man, I would like to patent that one in case the guy becomes an NBA player.

Anyway, I am ahead of the curve at FLM and hopefully won’t go down swinging once the games begin.

So who do I have winning the South and West regions? Well, you will have to give some love to one of the clients that doesn’t scrub off my byline.

Hey, these are my first two bylines since making the super smart move to FLM.

Of course, some of you will now use this stellar info to fill out your own bracket. Hmmmmm … OK, I will post since I’m not a selfish kind of guy.


Following is my South Region breakdown:


Here is my West Region breakdown:


A few other comments:

–Kentucky coach John Calipari complained that his team was sent to Boise. Coach Cal said he had to ask his players what state Boise is in.

I don’t know, it seems 59-year-old Calipari should know his state capitals by now.

–Kansas coach Bill Self is willing to play a game in Wichita.

Funny, he has repeatedly turned down opportunities to play Wichita State during his 15-year tenure. Hoping the Shockers’ fans root hard for the Jayhawks’ opponents.

–Who saw San Diego State making the field after the team looked dead in the water in February? The Brian Dutcher-coached Aztecs reeled off nine straight wins and draw a Houston team that last won an NCAA tournament game in 1984.

Pretty sure Hakeem Olajuwon isn’t suiting up for the Cougars on Thursday.

–Wait, USC isn’t part of the NCAA tournament field but Arizona State and Syracuse are? Wow.

Louisville, Oklahoma State, Baylor, Saint Mary’s and Middle Tennessee also were left on the outside and Davidson’s victory in Sunday’s Atlantic 10 final knocked out Notre Dame. Baylor coach Scott Drew says the tourney should be expanded to 96 teams and my first thought is ‘Would Saint Mary’s and Middle Tennessee be the among the last four in?’

–Middle Tennessee athletic director Chris Massaro made the following statement on Twitter: “The deck is stacked. How do we collect Quadrant 1 home wins?”

Easy solution, Chris. Schedule 18 games against the Big 12 next season. Go 8-10 and you’re in.

–Can’t forget this: South Carolina might not be in the field but the Gamecocks are still “America’s Team” until somebody eliminates Duke. Perhaps a second-round game against Rhode Island could be just the tonic.

Jocelyne (left) and Monique. Photo by Getty Images.

The Winter Olympics are over and there is just one thing on my mind.

When is National Lamoureux Day?

The night I discovered the magic of the Lamoureux twins will always be my favorite memory of the 2018 Olympics.

And the way I learned of them will stand out even more.

I turned on the women’s hockey gold-medal game in the third period for my first glimpse of the team.

Not long after I turned it on, there was Lamoureux scoring the stellar tying goal and the United States avoided losing to Canada in regulation.

I kept hearing Lamoureux over and over on the telecast and that name was standing out more than any other. “Dang, this Lamoureux is all over the place,” I thought to myself.

Then it came down to a shootout – a horrible way to decide an Olympic gold medal – and wow, there is Lamoureux with a terrific deke to the left with the puck that is apparently glued on to her stick and back to the right and easily scores what proves to be the “golden goal” in the United States victory.

Then the celebration occurs and all of a sudden I notice something crazy … there are TWO Lamoureuxs!

All that time, I thought there was one Lamoureux doing all that crazy stuff. Instead, there were two.

Monique Lamoureux-Morando scored the tying goal in the third period.

Jocelyne Lamoureux-Davidson is the one with the puck glued to her stick who scored the decisive shootout goal to give Team USA the gold for the first time since 1998.

So instead of one hero in the family, there are two. Which also means two gold medals.

You know, skier Lindsey Vonn has about 37 different commercials. I say we need one featuring the Lamoureux twins.

Or two. Since there are two of them.

The Winter Olympics are in the books and few of us will see a women’s hockey game before 2022. But maybe the Lamoureux twins will be back for an encore as I see they are just 28 years old.

That answer will come later but my main question is more pertinent.

When is National Lamoureux Day?

Hey, the San Diego Padres are actually alive.

Not thriving by any chance but they displayed a bit of a pulse by agreeing to terms with free-agent first baseman Eric Hosmer on an eight-year, $144 million contract.

In reality, it is really a five-year, $105 million deal because the contract is frontloaded and gives Hosmer the ability to opt out. Since the last three years average just $13 million per season and Scott Boras is his agent, what do you think Hosmer will do after the 2022 campaign?

Yeah, pretty easy one. He will opt out.

But whether Hosmer is on the Padres in 2023 is a topic for another time. What the Saturday night signing really means is the Padres actually made a splash.

The Padres have been acting like they weren’t going to be a contender for a long time. Landing an All-Star first baseman like the 28-year-old Hosmer at least makes their everyday lineup better and creates some optimism.

San Diego’s other All-Star caliber offensive player, Wil Myers, will move from first base to the outfield and the Padres can now line up Myers, Manuel Margot and Hunter Renfroe in the outfield.

Former Padre Chase Headley is back in town as the third baseman and slick-fielding Freddy Galvis is the new shortstop. Catcher Austin Hedges is a capable player too.

Of course, the pitching staff is a mess so there isn’t a realistic chance of breaking through this season. I’d be surprised if the club doesn’t experience its eighth straight losing campaign but now you can at least feel a little bit of success looms on the horizon.

There was none of that to be found last season — the Padres were brutally bad and were fortunate to only finish 20 games below .500.

Hosmer has smacked a career-best 25 homers in each of the past two seasons. He has driven in more than 90 runs in each of the past three and he has won four Gold Gloves in the past five seasons.

He was part of two World Series teams with the Kansas City Royals, including the victorious group in 2015. Homser also was MVP of the 2016 All-Star Game, held in … yeah, you remember, Petco Park.

Most importantly, he provides hope to a group of loyal fans and a city dying to fall back in love with the Padres. What was the name of that sad-sack NFL team anyway?

As the Padres build, Hosmer will be that face of the franchise they were lacking.

Will he be worth the investment? We will know in a few years. But what he represents now is this: The Padres are at least trying.

That wasn’t readily apparent prior to Saturday night.

I never knew I had a favorite country singer. “Now I Know.”

I learned this Jan. 23.

Was doing one of the 40 or 50 online searches I do during a work shift and I saw a familiar face but the headline was out of my view.

I scrolled downward and the headline was crushing: ‘Now I Know’ Singer Lari White Dead at 52.

Whatever sports stuff I was searching for quickly took a backseat. I had to read that story immediately. Totally saddened me to learn how a rare abdominal lining cancer that she was diagnosed with four months earlier took her life and left three teenage kids without a mom.

They are holding a “Celebration of Life” for Lari White in Nashville on Monday evening and I decided I am going to do my part to keep her memory alive.

I once wrote an item on this website about rock singer John Waite’s top 10 songs and it remains one of the most searched things that causes people to land on my website. So five years from now, 10 years from now, people can still reminisce or learn about Lari White by seeing this post.

That works for me.

In case you didn’t know, Lari White would help people pronounce her name correctly by saying “it rhymes with starry night.” That is fitting because that certainly will be her star shining in the sky when you look upward at night.

Funny that I learned about her due to her three gigantic Top 10 hits off the “Wishes” album in the mid-1990s. But upon her death, I learned that she is famous to millions of other people due to her acting.

That is Lari White playing alongside Tom Hanks in the dramatic final scene of the movie “Cast Away.” … Yeah, I never knew … but here it is for you …

The other thing that has stuck out to me since White’s death is reading hundreds of comments from people who either knew her well, knew her slightly or had a chance meeting with her.

Every single person raves about her. I’m talking gushing remarks with details of her unparalleled kindness and caring nature.

Most people reaching a high level of fame who sing their hits on the Letterman and Leno shows develop a bit of an ego. Remember, I cover sports for a living and have lots of firsthand experience of seeing arrogance at its highest level. Or lowest level (Hey, Ryan Leaf!)

So it is rare for someone this accomplished to remain so grounded and be so beloved by everyone. Usually, a person’s success alone is going to create jealousy from someone at a minimum, and typically the increased demands and attention pull out some hidden warts.

I can’t find a single person who didn’t like Lari White. All I find are people who adore her. Pretty touching.

Oh yeah, so you are wondering how the heck I even know of this woman since I grew up listening to The Cars and The Doors and whatever band John Waite was in (Babys, Bad English) when he wasn’t a solo act … OK, here are the details.

I only know country music from 1994-98 because my sister and one of my brothers used to hang out at the big country bar in the Mission Valley area of San Diego.

So pretty much, if I wanted to hang out with my sister, I had to go to that place. (Um, please refrain from jokes about hanging out with my sister. Someone might read this to her).

It was different music than I was used to on some levels, but there were plenty of songs that weren’t too far off my comfort level.

The first time I heard “That’s My Baby” at that country bar, I had no idea who was signing it but I instantly knew it was someone with a stellar voice. Then I saw the video for the song and it was amazing just how much fun the woman was having. Such magnetic personality with a total goofy side. Impossible not to like her.

This video was my first time seeing Lari White sing that Top 10 hit …

Then a few months later, I heard the stellar “Now I Know” and I somehow recognized the voice. I ended up buying the cassette tape (wow, might need a picture of that for the younger folks) as one of my few country music album purchases.

That song was not only a Top 5 hit, but it proved therapeutic for me following the end of the 1994 college football season. For whatever reason, when the work slowed down, I was hit with a lot of depression over a three-month span that I couldn’t seem to shake. So I would lay there at night (picture 3 a.m.) and play “Now I Know” five or six times in a row just looking for inspiration.

Eventually, I would get some sleep.

Here is Lari White’s biggest hit here …

Also on the same album was “That’s How You Know (When You’re In Love).” During the past few weeks, I have seen dozens of accounts of people saying that Top 10 hit was their wedding song and how people would write White to tell her that.

That is kind of cool. Almost as cool as having David Letterman inviting you to come sing it to the studio audience …

And like all albums with three major hits, there is another song on “Wishes” that would be the best song on most people’s albums. Got to say “Go On” is a pretty good fourth-best song for one cassette tape (Yeah, I have the CD now) …

My country music window closed a few years later and I never heard any other songs from White at the time of their release. I know now that she eventually put the music career aside and was concentrating on acting and starring in a Broadway musical and with being a mom.

But I did find a very lively hit song called “Take Me” from her “Stepping Stone” album. And I think we get a good glimpse of her personality at the beginning.

She is trying to teach a kid how to pronounce her name and he is saying “Larry” or “Lori” and she just can’t get him to say it right. Her reaction when the kid calls her “Lori” is pretty funny …

The title track song was new to me as well and here’s the link for that …

So I was thinking … I really knew nothing about what was going on in Lari White’s life for about 23 years. Nothing about her music, nothing about her acting. Flat-out nothing.

But this whole situation hit me kind of hard — she was just 52! — and I have been reading a lot of things about how fast Lari’s health went downward.

As 2017 reached its midway point, White probably figured she would live another two or three decades. She even released her first album in 13 years earlier in the year.

Heck, I saw an interview of her that is from February 2017 where she is so full of life and encouraging her fans to get on her email list or contact her on social media.

More Heck, I saw a video of her singing at a concert from early September. Less than two weeks after that, she was diagnosed with cancer.

She had been teaching online songwriting and voice lessons to people and in mid-November, she penned a letter saying she needed to step away due to the cancer. Two months later, she was gone.

We all know life isn’t always fair. We never understand why a creep like Charles Manson gets to live to age 83 while some 8-year-old kid gets a rare disease and dies without getting a chance to live.

So yeah, somebody who is a fabulous person by all accounts dying at age 52 is bothersome. And I’m not even factoring in the talent part of the equation.

I think that is why it hit me so hard and continues to have an effect. This was one person the current world needed … badly.

But perhaps heaven needed some reinforcements too. As in another angel.

RIP to Lari White, the best country music singing voice I have ever heard.

There are undoubtedly a lot of people who knew her personally singing one of her spectacularly sung lines:

“I always wondered how I’d live without you. Now I know.”

We received a spectacular Super Bowl to enjoy and the ending was even better.

We saw Tom Brady and Bill Belichick walking off the field as losers.

Oh yeah, if a “football expert” tells you a guy can’t play, just assume that he actually can.

On a day when not much defense was played, it was a huge strip-sack by Philadelphia defensive end Brandon Graham that was the biggest play as the Eagles recorded a 41-33 victory over the New England Patriots in Super Bowl LII in Minneapolis.

Now we only hope that the city of Philadelphia still exists once the celebrating ends — or at least dies down.

The title is the Eagles’ first since 1960 — before the Super Bowl era — and quarterback Nick Foles gets to go through the rest of his life as a Super Bowl hero and Philadelphia sports legend.

Foles — you know, the guy that can’t play — was named Super Bowl MVP after passing for 373 yards and three touchdowns and also CATCHING one.

Remember that infamous time when Brady’s supermodel wife, Gisele Bundchen, complained that her husband can’t throw and catch the ball?

Wow, did she turn out right.

Brady dropped a big gainer when he went out for a pass in the right flat. So point made — he can’t both throw and catch.

But Foles can as he caught a scoring pass from tight end Trey Burton on a play that was superbly designed by the Philadelphia offensive coaches. It even included Foles wandering to his right guard and right tackle as if he is about to audible or adjust a blocking call as the ball gets snapped to running back Corey Clement who pitches it to Burton, who expertly hits Foles for the score.

That play will be the signature moment of the Eagles’ victory as time goes on. But the most important one was Graham forcing Brady to fumble with 2:09 left. That allowed the Eagles to kill time and tack on a field goal with 58 seconds left to leave Brady a lot less time to operate.

The Patriots helped out by calling for a poorly devised kickoff reverse that cost them both yards and time. And eventually Brady’s final last-second heave into the end zone came up empty and it seemed like 90 percent of the nation was happy.

Of course, we couldn’t get through the Super Bowl without some controversial ‘Is that a catch?’ moments and both went the way of the Eagles — one involving Clement and the other being the go-ahead score to tight end Zach Ertz with 2:21 left.

But the right team won this game, no question about that.

If you recall, the Eagles’ chances of winning a Super Bowl ended when star quarterback Carson Wentz suffered a season-ending knee injury. The football experts — a term that should be used loosely as ever — said no way a guy like Foles could guide a team to a Super Bowl.

But there was Foles competing with Brady (503 yards, three touchdowns) and coming up with the clutch throws and displaying incredible poise.

Hey football experts, there is a reason why they play the games. And there is also a reason why most regular people around the country have little regard for “experts.”

So the Eagles are Super Bowl champions and now we wonder what happens to the Patriots. Defensive coordinator Matt Patricia is off to coach the Detroit Lions, offensive coordinator Josh McDaniels is expected to become coach of the Indianapolis Colts and Brady will turn 41 before next season starts.

Bill Belichick, who turns 66 in April, doesn’t seem like a guy who wants to go through breaking in a new quarterback. So let’s say Brady plays two more seasons, I say Belichick coaches two more seasons.

If Brady plays just one more, I say Belichick coaches just one more.

So we are close to the end of the Patriots’ dynasty and that can only come as great news to most of the nation. New England has won five Super Bowl crowns in the Belichick/Brady era but the franchise is strongly disliked by outsiders.

That is kind of what makes Sunday’s outcome so delightful — a journeyman like Foles shot down the big bad Patriots and shut the mouths of the annoying experts.

Super day indeed.

I’ve repeatedly been asked the same question since I was ahead of the curve and made the jump to FLM four weeks ago:

Where can I find your stories?

Pretty simple, just like the gig I left: Anywhere and everywhere on the online surface.

One of my co-workers alerted me to the fact that our work runs in the Daily Mail in London. That’s a new one for me.

My favorite place to land at the former gig was the New York Times. Didn’t matter that they stripped my byline off … I couldn’t ever have envisioned something I wrote being on the New York Times website when I was a measly print reporter.

After ESPN scrubs your byline off a couple hundred times, you really don’t worry about whether your name is on the article or not.

But hey, my new workplace actually has a legitimate website so perhaps that is where I should be pushing the traffic.

I handled Tiger Woods’ return to the PGA Tour on Thursday during my many assignments. He shot even-round 72 at famous Torrey Pines and the second his final shot dipped into the hole, my bulletin was out to the world.

While Tiger was holding his press conference with the on-site writers, my rewrite with quotes from Tiger and leader Tony Finau was already out to the clients.

It was an interesting performance for Tiger in his return from his fourth back surgery. I won’t tell you everything about the round because you can read it here — right on the Field Level Media website:

I tell you, there is truly no time for dilly-dallying in the online world. Leaving the laptop for even two minutes could prove costly.

It makes me cringe over some of the newspaper silliness I used to see — kind of like the time the sports editor nicknamed “Tin Man” went to play in a hockey game DURING THE NFL DRAFT and left the desk hanging for about five hours before turning in his column.

There is no room for selfishness and people who aren’t team players in the online world. I think that is why it has proven to be a such good fit. Not to mention I make more money than print journalists in my area.

Being ahead of the curve has never felt so good. Enjoy the read on Tiger’s return.