Tim Baffoe attended the University of Iowa before earning his degree from Governors State University and began blogging at The Score after winning the 2011 Pepsi Max Score Search. He enjoys writing things about stuff, but not so much stuff about things. When not writing for 670TheScore.com, Tim corrupts America’s youth as a high school English teacher and provides a great service to his South Side community delivering pizzas (please tip him and his colleagues well). You can follow Tim on Twitter @TimBaffoe, but please don’t follow him in real life. He grew up in Chicago’s Beverly neighborhood and currently lives in Mt. Greenwood.
Derrick Rose speaks well. I know this because I’ve listened to him.
The Bears are sick, and there’s no immediate or singular cure.
Everyone involved was aware a breakup was coming.
There are a lot of dumb teams in the NFL. Make some deals with them, Bears.
Thursday Night Football, the Derrick Rose debates and Ronnie Woo Woo are on the list of turkeys.
Really good guys make bad commissioners. You need to find the right edge, which Silver has.
The Bears’ season can’t get worse, right? Oh yes it can.
Tim Baffoe is here to help you get through Sunday, hard as it may be.
There’s so much to consider with this mess that the Bears have become.
With the end near, does Briggs remember all that the Bears have done for him?
There’s a cold-blooded plan in place.
Tonight’s Bulls-Cavs game involves a ton talent, but it will not be indicative of either team’s season.
Maddon’s a really good manager, but big names haven’t panned out for the Cubs in years past.
A larger mentality is shared by the front offices of the Royals and Cubs.
It can’t get worse for Chicago, so what’s the worst that can happen with Brandon Marshall speaking up?
Jameis Winston doesn’t receive much sympathy outside Tallahassee.
Why is there a segment issuing so many backhanded compliments to Jay Cutler?
As a marquee team, the Blackhawks could set a standard for the entire NHL.
Blame them all — the players, Emery, Trestman and DeCamillis. It’s that ugly.
It’s your reminder that the NFL’s breast cancer awareness campaign is a lie.