Review by Budd Bailey Sometimes I think I’ve been reading a little too much lately – at least on a particular subject. I can blame retirement, at least in part,…
Review by Budd Bailey One of the best parts of reviewing books is that sometimes you receive a nice surprise after opening the book. That’s what happened with Tom Danyluk’s…
Review by Budd Bailey Sometimes you just have to sit back in awe and admiration of someone else’s literary effort. That’s the case with Howard W. Henry’s book, “Saving Buffalo…
Review by Budd Bailey Every so often a movie comes along out of absolutely nowhere and catches on with the general public. The best example of that probably was “Rocky”…
Review by Budd Bailey The popularity of the book that has the theme of “a stranger in a strange land” continues. After all, how better to describe the exploits of…
By Budd Bailey I’m at 81 books and counting for the year, representing more than 24,000 pages. That’s a step down from last year, when I polished off 96 books….
Review by Budd Bailey I loved “The Last Folk Hero” at hello, as the line from the movie “Jerry Maguire” goes. The hello in this case is the introduction. Author…
Review by Budd Bailey It doesn’t take Scottie Pippen long to make a point in his autobiography. It takes place on the cover, which may at least tie a record….
Review by Budd Bailey The first person to come to mind when reading Justin Davis’ “Conflicted Scars” was Andre Agassi. Yes, the tennis player. Agassi wrote a fabulous autobiography called…
Review by Budd Bailey It was easy to hate the New York Knicks of the 1990s. They were, in the eyes of opposing players and fans, thugs in shorts. That…
Review by Budd Bailey Those who are driving along Interstate 476 in Eastern Pennsylvania for the first time might be a little surprised to see an exit sign that reads…
Review by Budd Bailey Terry Bonadonna had me on the first page of the introduction to this book. The future baseball writer describes how he was the biggest baseball expert…
Review by Budd Bailey Bob Ryan and I have at least one thing in common. We reflexively, and perhaps even compulsively, keep score at baseball games. That was a skill…