I'll never forget the feeling as my internship coordinator sat over my shoulder and gave me instructions. Type your name, then write "USA TODAY" after it. Don't forget to make...

Dear March Madness, I'm writing to tell you how grateful I am for what you've meant to my life over this last decade. You see, 10 years ago today I...

Growing up, when my Uncle Marty used to send Birthday cards, they were always the last ones I’d open. The ones from other relatives had money in them. His had...

I used to feel like basketball was more than a game, almost like it was a person or a best friend. Growing up in a household where emotional tsunamis were...

A story I don’t often tell — because it’s dark, ugly and difficult to share — is a childhood of relentless trauma. Without getting into vivid detail, I compare it...