Profiles of Superstars
They looked alike. Two six-year-old boys, roughly the same size and shape, wearing identical “Blue Bombers” uniforms, with sandy blond hair cut in bangs an inch or two above their eyebrows. From the stands, it was hard to tell them apart, even for their parents, as those boys chased a soccer ball around a field at the Dallas Convention Center.
So it was that Margaret Stafford, cheering wildly as her son, Matthew, scored what she thought was his second goal of the game, turned to look at the mom cheering wildly behind her. That’s nice, she thought. She’s really happy for Matthew. But in reality, Marianne Kershaw was cheering for her own son, Clayton, because he, not Matthew, had scored the goal.
J.B. Mauney is roguishly charming, like Han Solo with chaps, a cowboy hat and a mouthful of F-bombs. He carries 140 pounds on his 5-foot-10-inch frame and wears his hair in a shaggy brown mini-mullet. When he tilts his black cowboy hat back, he reveals dancing eyes so pale blue that under the locker room lights, they look almost white. A cocky smirk lurks under those eyes, but he has earned that cockiness. He’s a two-time PBR champion who has won more money than anyone in the history of Western sports. More
Once upon a time, in a far away land called Cameroon on the continent of Africa, there lived a young boy named Ndamukong. He grew and he grew and he grew, He grew until he was 7 feet, 3 inches tall. Then he went off to fight in World War II.
He came home to Cameroon and raised a son, and that son raised a son named Michael. As a young man, Michael Suh decided to leave Cameroon and its Third World struggles. He eventually moved to Portland and met a beautiful woman named Bernadette. Bernadette, too, had traveled a circuitous route to Portland. Michael from Cameroon and Bernadette from Jamaica fell in love and married and had a son. They named him Ndamukong, and he is the subject of our legend. Read more >