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High 5 Salutes Thanksgiving Heroes
November 26, 2010

If you missed the pageantry and excitement of our High 5 Salute To Thanksgiving Heroes, we’ve now posted the entire show online for you to watch.

Part 1: Central Catholic at Andover, Everett at Cambridge, Malden Catholic at Waltham, St. John’s Prep at Xaverian, Holliston at Westwood, Bridgewater-Raynham at Brockton, Battle of the Attleboros, Dracut Marching Band

Part 2: Dracut at Methuen, Walpole at Weymouth, Foxboro at Mansfield, Wellesley at Needham, Methuen Marching Band

Part 3: Burlington at Lexington, Medfield at Dover-Sherborn, Dedham at Norwood, Sharon at Oliver Ames

Part 4: Mr. Touchdown


College Football Schedule For 10/9
October 6, 2010

Saturday College Football schedule on WCVB Ch 5:

Noon SYRACUSE at South Florida

3:30 Michigan State at Michigan

8:00 Florida State at Miami

WCVB College Football Schedule For Saturday, October 2
September 28, 2010

12p: Vanderbilt at UConn

3:30p Texas at Oklahoma

7:00p NewsCenter 5

8:00p Notre Dame at Boston College

11:30p NewsCenter 5

Bob Halloran: Marathon Man (Part IV)
April 14, 2010

(note: Bob is going to provide weekly diaries as he prepares for the Boston Marathon. We’ll provide links to all of the previous posts in each new one, or you can click on the Boston Marathon tag below.)

Read Part I here.

Read Part II here.

Read Part III here.

Just in case I finish the Boston Marathon, there are a few people I’d like to thank. First, I have no idea whom to thank first, because it feels like every piece of advice and support I’ve received has been equally important. For the past three and a half months, I have been obsessed with doing everything exactly right. When you work this hard, you really don’t want to wind up having any regrets. So, I’ve spoken to lots of different people and picked their brains. Everyone who’s run a marathon knows more than I do about running marathons. Everyone who’s tried and failed knows more than I do. Everyone who’s tried and succeeded is a potential role model for me.

So, there’s Tony at the gym who told me to add leg strengthening exercises to my running routine. I absolutely believe the exercises he showed me kept me from getting hurt. Quads, hams, calves – check, check and check. Thanks, Tony.

There’s my wife’s colleague, Peg, who said I should run the last nine miles of the course to familiarize myself with the terrain. She told me to park at the Woodland T-stop, run to Copley, and take the Green Line back to my car. Do it more than once, she said. So, I did. Now, I believe I’m more prepared for the mental challenges of Heartbreak Hill and beyond. Thanks, Peg.

To my tennis partner, J.P., who lent me his water belt, thanks. I’ve had it with me on all of my long runs. It’s a Velcro belt with holsters for four water bottles. I’ll have it with me on race day, so I can keep hydrated without having to stop for water. I hate stopping. It’s too hard to start again.

Certainly, I couldn’t have gotten to the starting line without the fine men and women in the Lower Mills Running Club. They’ve been running together for years, and they welcomed me as one of their own. They run early, and they run far. And their stress free training program really helped me to relax. I hope they all do well on Monday, and I can’t wait for the post-race BBQ. Pasta salad is on me.

My friend and sports producer, Mike, who’s running his third Boston and fourth marathon overall was kind enough to let me pepper him with questions for the past few months. He showed me a great calf stretch which he attributed to Mike Lynch, and he told me about the Gatorade Endurance and the GU gel packs. Also, without knowing it, Mike motivated me to start this crazy thing in the first place. By the way, Kevin from the running club is the one who told me about the chocolate GU which is much better than the strawberry banana flavor I started with.

Kristen at New Balance set me up with a terrific pair of running shoes, other apparel and a watch that tracks my mile times. As an accomplished marathoner herself, she also offered consistently beneficial advice and encouragement throughout the training process. Thanks, Kristen.

Liz Brunner told me about the high potassium in coconut water. David Brown told me to eat ten bananas a week. And I think it was Mike Wankum who told me to get my water at the end of the water lines instead of the beginning. Thanks, guys.

J.P., who’s going to be waiting for me at mile 19 with a bottle of Gatorade, told me to squeeze the cups of water so they’ll be easier to pour. Wankum told me to keep the water in my mouth for a moment before swallowing which will help to avoid choking. Little tips like that are not little at all.

Bill with the state police invited me to ride on one of their buses that take us right up to the starting line also sends informational emails about diet, training, wardrobe, and etiquette. The emails are funny, too. Thanks, Bill.

Of course, my wife gets tremendous thanks for accommodating my training schedule, for putting up with the incessant smell of Ben Gay, and for a couple of long, deep massages. My daughter rolled my calves with a rolling pin more than once. She thought that was pretty weird, but now she’s being thanked in an on-line blog. So, there’s that.

To everyone who’s offered an encouraging word, and to the crowds who will cheer me and thousands of others on to the finish line, thank you. It helps more than you know.

And if I happen to not finish the race, my appreciation remains unabated. If that unfortunate result occurs, my effort will be in question, not yours. Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that.

Bob Halloran: Marathon Man (Part III)
February 10, 2010

(note: Bob is going to provide weekly diaries as he prepares for the Boston Marathon. We’ll provide links to all of the previous posts in each new one, or you can click on the Boston Marathon tag below.)

Read Part I here.

Read Part II here.

It’s not easy to sum up who or what you are in a word or two. I guess your response depends on your mood or your current position in life. A long time ago, I was single. Later, married. Then a father. All the while I was also a broadcaster or a writer. Someday when the last mortgage payment is finally made, I’ll be a homeowner. But right now, I’m a runner.

With apologies to my wife and kids, to Channel 5, and to the publisher of “Irish Thunder” and the soon to be released “Breakdown” about Chelsea kids playing high school football in a gang environment, I am not a husband, father, broadcaster or writer. These days I am a runner – a runner who is willing to shamelessly plug the August release of his next book. Did I mention it’s called “Breakdown”?

Anyway, I know the exact moment I became a runner. It wasn’t the first ten-miler, or the first time I ate a packet of GU. It wasn’t even the moment I set my alarm for 5 a.m. to get up and run with a small running club in my town. It was when the alarm went off and I got up. I didn’t have to get up, but I – wait for it – wanted to get up! Only a runner wants to get up and run at 5 a.m. on a 16 degree day in February. So, at least for now, I am a runner.

I’m still new to this whole thing. Still learning what to eat and when, how to hydrate and with what. Still learning which pains are safe and which ones might be a precursor to injury. And last week I learned what it’s like to run in a group. And I learned that I liked it very much.

They call themselves the Lower Mills Running Club, or something like that. It’s just a small group of friends who run every Saturday morning at 6:00. They run year round, but now is when they get serious about the Boston Marathon, which each of them has run multiple times.

“Everybody here?”

Boom! We’re off! Pretty good pace. Hope I’m ready. Are we really gonna talk the whole way? Yeah, kids are good. Job’s fine. Did you know I have a new book coming out? Wow, we must be five miles out by now, and I haven’t even felt like I’ve been running. Hills are still tough. Can’t talk now. Am I the only one who brought stuff to drink? Overzealous rookie, I guess. How far do you think we ran? 10.6? Not bad. Let’s shoot for at least 12 next Saturday. See you then!

I thought running with the group was much easier than running by myself, especially mentally. Four of us ran pretty tight most of the way, and in some strange way, I think we were all helping each other. It’s weird. And while it seemed easier DURING the run, recovery was just as hard as it usually is.

Still, after a decent week of training all alone, I’m starting to look forward to seeing everyone on Saturday morning. After all, we’ve got this common bond. We’re runners.

Bob Halloran: Marathon Man (Part II)
January 28, 2010

(note: Bob is going to provide weekly diaries as he prepares for the Boston Marathon. We’ll provide links to all of the previous posts in each new one, or you can click on the Boston Marathon tag below.)

Read Part I here.

Training for the Boston Marathon creates enough mood swings to make you believe you’re going through man-opause. One day I’m convinced I can do this. I’m exhilarated and happy! The next day I’m struggling to get through a five miler. I’m despondent and grumpy. All I can say is, I wasn’t ready for the bad days.

I figured once I ran ten miles it would be safe to say that I can run ten miles. Next week, I’ll run 11 or 12, and I’ll keep running further as the marathon gets closer and I continue to get in better and better shape. It made sense at the time. Heck, it still makes sense, but it’s a load of hooey (clean blog here). There are bad days in training – days when you’re legs are tired, the hills are tougher, you get winded easily, or your mind is weak. I have never experienced that before.

Sure, there are bad days on the golf course or the tennis courts, but that’s all about coordination or concentration. I assumed fitness was different. For instance, I’ve been lifting weights off and on since college. I don’t lift to body build or bulk up. I’m just looking to maintain a certain lack of fatness that I’m comfortable with. And it doesn’t matter if I’ve had two hours of sleep or nine cups of coffee, I lift the same amounts every time. Sometimes the bench workout can be a little more strenuous, but I do my lifts of 12, 8, 6, and 4 with increasing weight – every time. The same is true with the curls and rows, and whatever else I choose to do on a given day.

But weight lifting is all about short bursts. No matter how tired you are, you can certainly do two or three more reps. Your body remembers what it can do, and it just does it. Maybe it’s because I’m not pushing myself that hard to begin with, but when it comes to the running, I most definitely am.

Plus, running is all about long and sustained efforts. Even when you think, “I’ve only got a mile to go” – that’s a mile! That’s not two or three more steps. It’s more like 15-hundred more steps. That’s when the calculator in my head starts to prey on my resolve. It’s like one of those little devils that sit on your shoulder and mock you, or tempt you to quit.

“Well done, Bob. You just ran ten miles,” the little devil says. “Now, sit down and rest. Drink your water. Relax. Feel better? Now get up and run 16 more miles. That’s the marathon, baby. It’s the impossible times two-and-a-half, plus that extra mile. You, old man, are never going to make it. Have another donut.”

That’s about where I am today. I struggled Monday with the five miles, and no, I don’t believe the rain had anything to do with it. And I fared a little better today with my 7.4 miles. But on Saturday, I’m supposed to do them both. My first 12 miler, and not to be self-defeating, but I don’t see how it’s possible. I mean, I’ll make it. If I have to walk a portion of it, I’ll make it. But my goal is to RUN the marathon. I don’t want to walk across. I guess I’ll take what I can get, but I really want to run the whole way.

On the bright side, I’ve still got 11 weeks of training, and I get to eat everything I want. Seriously, you start running 25 to 40 miles a week, you can eat everything in the house. It’s a nice perk.

Bob Halloran: Marathon Man (Part I)
January 24, 2010

(note: Bob is going to provide weekly diaries as he prepares for the Boston Marathon. We’ll provide links to all of the previous posts in each new one, or you can click on the Boston Marathon tag below.)

If you’re interested in hearing about the mind set of a rookie marathon runner, what happens during training physically, and about the many mood swings that mess with the first-timer’s confidence – welcome to my blog. About three weeks ago, I ran ten miles on a treadmill at the gym and decided I could start to seriously train to run in, and most importantly finish, the Boston Marathon. Yes, at the age of 46, I finally am that crazy.

I’ve always wanted to run a marathon, mostly because I hate running. I ran as a youngster to stay in shape for soccer and tennis, and I’ve run off and on as an adult, so that I can eat more than I should without getting too fat. So, I’ve flirted with the idea of increasing my three and four mile runs to a point where I could think about running a marathon. But then I’d grab a can of cashews and sit back down on the couch. For some reason, this time was different. And I’m glad. I’m extremely nervous, but mostly glad. And I don’t hate to run quite as much as I used to. So, there’s that.

As I train, I’ve discovered the loneliness of the long distance runner allows for a lot of extra thinking. And as I recently developed blisters on my feet so big and puffy it feels like I’m running on bubble wrap, I was reminded of something my friend and colleague, Ron Borges, told me when I was writing “Irish Thunder” about Lowell boxer Micky Ward.

Ron told the story of Micky getting hit so hard in a fight that a hole opened up in his bottom lip that you could stick your finger through. Ron’s line was something like, “Micky could brush his teeth without opening his mouth”. Now, the cut happened midway through the fight, and Micky just kept going. Oblivious to the pain, he was able to fight on and eventually win. But just a few minutes later when he was in the locker room, Micky took a drink of water from a bottle and immediately cried out in pain. Ron explained that when Micky was in the ring, his mind took over his pain sensors. In that environment, he could ignore what would make a normal person cringe and give up. But outside the ring, Micky was normal and the bottle hurt his boo boo a lot.

Fast forward to me – which is what this blog is all about after all. I started noticing the blisters around the four mile mark of my first ten mile run. They didn’t really hurt. The sensation was similar to when you poke your finger into an area of sunburned skin. Not painful. Nothing to worry about. I’m a tough guy – like a boxer. Yeah, that’s right. I’m a lot like a boxer. I do all the road work, but I skip the part where you get hit a lot.

But it was after the run that I thought about what Ron had said. Mr. Macho here had a little trouble taking his socks off. And when I went into the shower, I walked like I was going across hot coals and whimpered a little when the hot water hit my feet. But you can’t skip any days during training, so the blisters get worse before they get better. Now, I can’t wait for my calluses to arrive. I’ve never said that before. And I’ve never meant anything more.

– Bob

The Sports Guy Cometh
November 9, 2009

If you haven’t seen today’s Inside Track in the Boston Herald, you missed this beauty of a picture featuring our own Mike Dowling and ESPN’s omnipresent King of All Media, the Sports Guy Bill Simmons. We caught up with Bill at his October 30th book signing (‘The Book Of Basketball’) at Hurricane O’Reilly’s down by the Garden. Thanks to the Herald photo desk for supplying us with Stuart Cahill’s picture, which we immediately printed out and hung all over the Sports office. Hope to have an interview with Bill on the air very soon.

Dowling and the Sports Guy (photo courtesy of Stuart Cahill/Boston Herald)

We’re On Twitter
October 29, 2009

Follow us @SportsCenter5 for breaking news and analysis. Our first tweet included Saturday’s college football schedule:

College Football Saturday on WCVB: Noon: Rutgers @ UCONN 3:30: Miami at Wake Forest (HD) 8:00: USC at Oregon (HD)

Pats-Bills, Pedroia, Celtics and Flutie
November 7, 2008

While the Pats are getting ready for the Bills – this could be a boring win- let’s 1st start with Dustin Pedroia.

The diminuative Red Sox 2nd baseman made it 2 years in a row with a post season award (following up last years rookie of the year award) by yesterday being awarded a gold glove signifying Pedroia as the American League’s best defensive 2nd baseman. Look for Pedroia to finish 3rd in the balloting for AL MVP in 2 weeks. What a valuable mainstay for the Red Sox for at least the next 3 or 4 years, tho I think they will make sure Pedroia stays here a long time by signing him to a long term contract in the next few years-before he becomes a free agent.

Doug Flutie will have a statue unveiled today at Boston College in his honor (and for the Millions of dollars he helped bring in to BC). You’ll be able to see it tonight on NewsCenter/SportsCenter 5. I’m anxious to see if it is life size. It depicts Flutie’s Hail Mary pass against Miami in November 1984.  The Eagles could use a little inspiration for tomorrow night’s game against Notre Dame. Last week BC’s offense and their quarterback were not good. They cannot be any worse tomorrow night or they face a painful loss to an barely above average ND team.

Celtics will have another easy win tonight against Milwaukee but their next 2 games-@Detroit and vs Toronto, should be interesting. Allen Iverson’s home debut in Detroit will have that crowd all riled up and a then a chance a see just how new and improved Toronto is here on Monday night.

Back to Pats-Bills. 20-13? 20-10? 20-17? Buffalo is alright, but losing to the Jets at Buffalo last week? C’mon-how serious can you take them? Cassel has turned a corner and should be able to lead the team to enough points to beat the Bills. I’ll have much more from Gillette stadium on Sunday including who’s active and who’s not ( like RB’s LaMont Jordan and Sammy Morris, again)