Welcome to the weekend mish-mash, where it’s all you can eat, all the time.
I’ll start on a personal note. When I was hired as a sports writer by one of the smaller papers in the old Contra Costa Times empire, one of the first people I met was Don Zupan, an endearing soul. So it was with a heavy heart that I received the news recently that Don passed away two days before Thanksgiving. He was 87.
I knew him long before I met him, from reading with interest his column, “Zup’s Zig Zags.” I admit it.