The Dash

The Dash

The Dash by Ryan Krzykowski It was probably 1998, maybe 1999, and I was a very young Coach at a conference or clinic.  I don’t remember who the speaker was, maybe Ken Smith (he was always a hoot).  Whoever it was referenced a poem by Linda Ellis called...
Name

Name

What’s In a Name? by Ryan Krzykowski One of the best people I’ve ever known is a pastor in his 40s.  More than once I’ve heard him tell a story from when he was in high school.  Looking for independence and unsure of what he believed, my friend...
Adopted

Adopted

Adopted by Ryan Krzykowski I’ve had some great summers over the past few decades — 1988, 1991, 1999 and 2001 come to mind immediately.  But I’ve never had one quite like this year’s.  My travel schedule from June 9 to July 8 was crazy, as I was...
We Can Do Better

We Can Do Better

We Can Do Better by Ryan Krzykowski I’ve known my wife for over 25 years, and at first glance she doesn’t appear to care about sports at all.  But if you look a little closer, you see that while she rarely cares about the score of a game, she actually...
Champion Teammates

Champion Teammates

Champion Teammates by Ryan Krzykowski This week I received another stark reminder of just how little remains of whatever athletic ability I once had.  Playing basketball with my two younger sons (19 and 15) in the driveway, I was pretty useless.  In a few games of 21...
Ancestors

Ancestors

Ancestors by Ryan Krzykowski A couple years ago my brother got curious and started doing some digging on an ancestry website.  He was able to determine with a fairly solid level of certainty that going back 15 generations, into the early 17th century, we have an...