Decades ago, when an internet connection meant the screech of an overstrained modem, my friends and I would waste our hours writing out imaginary wrestling promos. Why, you ask. Well, at the time (since the online experience was in its infancy), we would send these emanations to a central source, which in turn would churn […]
Author Archives: Ahmad Esfahani
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My Turn: When tomorrow comes
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My Turn: The beautiful game
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My Turn: A fear of liability
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My Turn: Do Not Pass Go
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