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Stories by Joel Drucker

A Jew and and the California Dream

On the tennis court, there is only today.

Dear Dad, Do you remember the first time we walked along the Pacific Ocean? It was in Carmel in the summer of 1965, our first vacation in California. That was during your two-year stint as ...

Broadcast Booth Confidential

Everyone wants Dick Enberg’s job.

If you’re any kind of sports fan, you’ll have to admit you’re at least a teensy bit jealous of La Jolla resident Dick Enberg. And why not? You sit in your living room, watching the ...

San Diego's Tennis Curse

Our city's tennis bubble burst

The isolation of sports gives tennis players—who even fail to be socialized by playing on teams and learning to cheer on others—a Peter Pan aura, a continuous youth and a potential escape from responsibility.

Bob Schudson and the start of UCSD communications department

Everybody thinks the media is Superman, but it's really Clark Kent.

Ground zero for Professor Michael Schudson is his office on the UCSD campus. What appears to be a den of isolation is in fact an intellectual Grand Central Station. But the molecules bouncing around this ...

The Tale of the Brown Indian and the Stupid Sissy Sport

The straight-talkin', hard-playin' tennis great Pancho Segura

Wander into the hills of Carlsbad between 5:30 and 6:35 a.m. and you might encounter a legendary man walking through the streets. He's pigeon-toed, so he'll appear to be walking sideways, but his gait will ...

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