There were two burning questions I heard this weekend in Reno, Hawthorne, Tonopah and Beatty on my way back from the state championship football game.
First off, I’d like to clear up a rumor that has been floating around. No, I am not going to be the next coach at Bishop Gorman should Tony Sanchez take over at UNLV.
Welcome to the Thanksgiving edition of Fielder’s Choices. Pumpkin spice not included.
November has arrived, and with it comes two of my least favorite things: Movember mustaches and pimples caused by eating too much Halloween candy.
Call it brilliant planning. Call it good fortune. Whatever the reason, this week’s prep football schedule couldn’t have worked out better.
My season-long nightmare finally comes to an end this week. Yippee!
This is the time of the prep football season when I should be peaking, like a Vernon Fox-coached team.
Every prep football season, running up the score becomes a hot-button issue. It’s a sure sign of fall, like turning on the heater in the morning and the air conditioner during the afternoon.
This week marks the unofficial halfway point of the prep football season, which means it’s time to hand out the Fieldies.
The bad streak I’ve been on with my picks put me in a real funk.
This was intended to be a mailbag. You know, one of those articles in which I provide answers to questions submitted to my email or social media accounts.
Here’s a little-known fact about your good buddy Fielder: I played football my freshman year.
A high school in California retired its controversial “Arab” mascot last week.
It was during my favorite episode of “The Simpsons” marathon — Homer had just devoured the hot peppers grown in a Guatemalan insane asylum at the Springfield Chili Cook-Off — when the notification popped up on my phone.