Peter May cues up his holiday mixtape.
Peter May is a freelance journalist whose work appears regularly in The New York Times and on ESPN.com. He covered the NBA and the Boston Celtics for the Boston Globe for nearly two decades.
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The Ivy League allows its teams to compete for NCAA titles in virtually every competitive sport — except football.
A rocky start has given way to smooth sailing for the Pats.
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.
What happens to soccer fandom — and viewership — after the World Cup?
At what point do you say, ‘it’s not going to happen this year?’ As bad as the Red Sox have looked and been, you can’t say it yet.
While the rest of the world is held captive by its collective interest, Americans sigh a definitive, “meh.”
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.
Thanks in large part to head coach Claude Julien, the Boston Bruins enter the playoffs as the favorite to win the Stanley Cup.
Scarnecchia was a Foxboro fixture from before the Patriots’ first Super Bowl until two days ago, when he announced he was retiring.
Formula One racing icon Michael Schumacher is fighting for his life following a horrific fall while skiing off-piste. Peter May says it’s a tragedy that’s all the more profound because it was preventable.
UMass promised “national excellence and prominence” when it transitioned to the Mid-American Conference and the Football Bowl Subdivision. But two years later, the only recognition the football program is getting is for its pathetic record.
On the day Kennedy was shot, the cover of Sports Illustrated arrived in black-and-white. It was like they knew. Or at least that’s what I remember thinking as a kid.
Here’s what I find compelling about the 2013 Red Sox — and it has nothing to do with Boston Strong or worst-to-first.
For golfers, The Country Club remains a unique shrine. This week, amateur golf returns to its roots at the storied Brookline club.
If Major League Baseball really wants to clean up the game, it has to get serious about disciplining players.
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.
Squeaky clean Tom Brady might help perpetuate the “Patriot Way” mythology, but the facts show the Pats have no problem bringing in unsavory characters to help them win.
In many ways, their departure scenarios mirror each other. Both left New England for other — if not brighter — horizons.
Let’s face it, whatever problems are bedeviling the Boston Celtics this season, they go well beyond Rajon Rondo.
We are — in all probability — nearing the end of one of the most extraordinarily successful runs in the history of the National Football League.
A record 21 NFL players have been suspended this year for drug violations. So where’s the outrage?
Yes, indeed. That MIT. The one where the students all seemingly wear pocket protectors and the alumni fly into space, split atoms or win Nobel Prizes and MacArthur Fellowships.
The San Francisco Giants should be applauded for steadfastly refusing to activate Melky Cabrera, lest the 2012 season be more tainted than it already is.