My favorite writer

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I just love to read Rick Reilly. He is the senior writer for Sports Illustrated, and lives here in a southern suburb of Denver called Littleton. The thing that makes Rick my favorite writer isn't that he is a sports writer, but that he writes about people who happen to be associated with sports.

Here is a story he wrote about a kid on a cross country team in high school who has CP.

I scanned this a long tome ago, I hope it is readable, enjoy.

Comments

  1. Anonypus9:14 AM

    Interesting....

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  2. Anonymous3:03 PM

    Good story, although now I really feel like a wimp.

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  3. GETkristiLOVE5:23 PM

    Thanks for turning me onto Reilly, hopefully my dad like his book.

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  4. SkylersDad6:24 PM

    Lil: Thanks for stopping by. Is your blog for real???

    Kirby: You are no wimp!

    GKL: My pleasure, I hope your dad likes him also.

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  5. Anonymous10:11 AM

    Dude, *I* am going to be your new favourite writer. Just U wait!!

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