Brady has a strong case as the greatest professional football player of all time. But when it comes to the best of Boston, writes Peter May, no one surpasses Bill...
How can sports use its many platforms to tackle social issues on a sustained rather than an incident-driven basis?
Each player has a voice, writes Bill Littlefield, and every invitation is a chance to make a choice.
Fifty years later, the racism that plagued Bill Russell is alive and well in LeBron James's America, writes Thomas J. Whalen.
Taking the NBA and NCAA to task for their tepid response to the North Carolina law that limits protections for the LGBT community.
How did a player with his credentials end up signing with a horrible team whose coach will almost certainly tire of him?
It makes watching games a lot of fun. It’s something we can share. But I also worry that I’ve made a grave mistake.
My husband had been following 64 men’s college basketball teams since he was a boy. He wasn't about to stop just because he loved me.
Are you ready for some football? Because everyone else seems to be.
To assignment editors everywhere, please consider this revolutionary approach to covering sports: Don't report anything when there's nothing to report.
There are Celtics’ fans out there who care about the team. But in the current New England sports solar system, the Celtics are whatever comes after Pluto.
Once relegated -- literally -- to the sidelines, or stuck in support roles, serving as warm-up acts for male analysts, female sports journalists today are recognized for their knowledge and...
These days, coaches and parents are careful to make all young athletes feel like winners. That wasn’t the case in my day.
The tide is moving inexorably against the NCAA’s traditional definition of amateurism.
Brown blazed an integrationist path that transformed the NBA.
Most of the time, even for the NAACP, money trumps racism.
Reviling an individual does not address the larger, systemic problems we face.
There was a mountain of evidence suggesting the L.A. Clippers owner was a reprobate, but the crafty octogenarian always managed to settle or win. Until now.
On Friday, Nov. 1, the greatest athlete in the long and celebrated annals of Boston’s sports history will be immortalized. It's only a shame we had to wait this long.
It’s an article of faith that revenge, taxes and death are three certainties of life. For Boston sports, there’s another word that applies: schadenfreude.