To watch the replays even now, the crash doesn’t seem so destructive. We’ve seen dozens and dozens that look more frightening. When it happened, it didn’t even really grab my attention from my press box seat at Daytona International Speedway. I was more focused on the sprint to the start-finish line, my stomach more in … Continue reading What I’ll never forget from covering that fateful 2001 Daytona 500
Author: Mark McCarter
Mark McCarter is a long-time newspaper reporter and columnist and four-time Alabama Sportswriter of the Year. He's the author of three books, including includes the soon-to-be-released "Pandamonium," about the return of pro baseball to north Alabama, and the namesake of this site, "Never a Bad Game."
McCarter has worked for newspapers in Chattanooga, Anniston and Huntsville, and lives now in Huntsville with his wife Patricia. His work has also appeared in Sports Illustrated, Fortune, The Sporting News, Sport, USA Today, Atlanta Journal-Constitution, Milwaukee Journal-Sentinel and a variety of other publications.
Mark covered the 2008 Summer Olympics in Beijing, 10 NCAA Final Fours, 13 Daytona 500s, four BCS national championship games, five Super Bowls, three World Series, more than 20 bowl games, The Masters, the Kentucky Derby, a heavyweight championship fight and a national political convention and a space shuttle launch.
His most memorable event, though, was the annual Buff Bowl, a flag football game at a Tampa nudist camp on the day before a Super Bowl.
And, to answer your question, no, he was not.
Live! In-person! Venturing out to watch a UAH basketball game
There’s the expression about how much you didn’t know you missed something until it was gone. Having sat through more live sporting events than most anybody you know, I suggest we’ll soon be able to take that one step further:. I didn’t know how much I had missed until it was gone – and then … Continue reading Live! In-person! Venturing out to watch a UAH basketball game
My Super Bowl memories: Paul McCartney, as seen from row HH
Willard Scott, naked people, Paul McCartney, The Weather Channel, an obscure long-snapper, the Make-A-Wish Foundation and all-night typing. You have your Super Bowl memories. I have mine. I went to six Super Bowls, enough to have nice memories and to remind me that the circus can get old. These VI days, I’ll recall each of … Continue reading My Super Bowl memories: Paul McCartney, as seen from row HH
My Super Bowl memories: The solemn 9/11 tribute and the introduction to Tom Brady
Willard Scott, naked people, Paul McCartney, The Weather Channel, an obscure long-snapper, the Make-A-Wish Foundation and all-night typing. You have your Super Bowl memories. I have mine. I went to six Super Bowls, enough to have nice memories and to remind me that the circus can get old. These VI days, I’ll recall each of … Continue reading My Super Bowl memories: The solemn 9/11 tribute and the introduction to Tom Brady
My Super Bowl memories: It’s the naked truth
Willard Scott, naked people, Paul McCartney, The Weather Channel, an obscure long-snapper, the Make-A-Wish Foundation and all-night typing. You have your Super Bowl memories. I have mine. I went to six Super Bowls, enough to have nice memories and to remind me that the circus can get old. These VI days, I’ll recall each of … Continue reading My Super Bowl memories: It’s the naked truth
My Super Bowl memories: Bundle up, Make-a-Wish … and wishing the game ended differently
Willard Scott, naked people, Paul McCartney, The Weather Channel, an obscure long-snapper, the Make-A-Wish Foundation and all-night typing. You have your Super Bowl memories. I have mine. I went to six Super Bowls, enough to have nice memories and to remind me that the circus can get old. These VI days, I’ll recall each of … Continue reading My Super Bowl memories: Bundle up, Make-a-Wish … and wishing the game ended differently
My Super Bowl memories: Miami’s nice, and the job’s a snap
Willard Scott, naked people, Paul McCartney, The Weather Channel, an obscure long-snapper, the Make-A-Wish Foundation and all-night typing. You have your Super Bowl memories. I have mine. I went to six Super Bowls, enough to have nice memories and to remind me that the circus can get old. These VI days, I’ll recall each of … Continue reading My Super Bowl memories: Miami’s nice, and the job’s a snap
My Super Bowl memories: Hanging out with Willard Scott
Willard Scott, naked people, Paul McCartney, The Weather Channel, an obscure long-snapper, the Make-A-Wish Foundation and all-night typing. You have your Super Bowl memories. I have mine. I went to six Super Bowls, enough to have nice memories and to remind me that the circus can get old. These VI days, I’ll recall each of … Continue reading My Super Bowl memories: Hanging out with Willard Scott
The magnificent Hank Aaron, and the night I covered history
I realize there aren't a lot of us who are still typing who were in Atlanta Stadium on April 8, 1974, the night Hank Aaron hit his historic 715th home run. Covering that game remains a highlight of my career. First of all, I remember the traffic. The worst I ever encountered going to a … Continue reading The magnificent Hank Aaron, and the night I covered history
Farewell to a favorite, as Philip Rivers goes into retirement
I want to see him on television. I’ve said all along the guy would be golden, and now the national critics are even noticing. He’d be a terrific game analyst, a fresh voice for NFL booths that are begging for a fresh voice. Maybe even better, on one of those Sunday morning studio shows, where … Continue reading Farewell to a favorite, as Philip Rivers goes into retirement
