While my guy friends read ESPN and my girl friends read People through middle school, high school and college, I was enthralled with SLAM Magazine. A publication with swear words, slang & tatted up ball players was my introduction to journalism - when I found out the “real world” didn’t allow for debauchery, I threw in the towel and played the game the way I wanted to. My subscription ended soon after Scoop left, but rarely do I stop in a bookstore and not pick up the most recent issue. Helps that one of my favorite action sports photographers of all time is still on payroll.
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