“This isn’t the first time he has faced adversity—on the field or off it,” deputy editor Daniel S. Comiskey wrote in IM’s 2012 profile of Jim Irsay. “His addiction to prescription painkillers made him an unpredictable presence in interviews before he publicly admitted and beat the disease.”
“It’s a tough situation for Peyton. He’s not used to being in this situation. We rode the elevator together after the Tampa Bay game, and I told him he has to cover himself with optimism. He knows he can’t will his way through this. It’s not like having a broken leg, and if he were tough enough, he could play through it. It’s not that kind of injury. And the number of years he has left is unknown. He’s 35. You hope that he can play until 38, 39, 40.”
No offense to The Three Muskateers (opening at theaters across the country this weekend), but we’re partial to our own trio. Time for Three will launch another ISO Stella Artois Happy Hour Series on Thursday, and the group leaked us the musical selections:
Maybe it’s just those of us who work on the Circle who noticed, but the big red crane that has been nesting downtown seemed to turn yellow a few days ago. In fact, the Indiana Department of Administration swapped them right under the Circle Citizen’s nose. The larger 500,000-pound crane returned to R.H. Marlin on the south side, and the smaller yellow machine was brought in to install some light drainage fittings atop the Monument. Water infiltration, after all, was a major cont
Editor’s Note, September 2011: When we profiled Steve Goldsmith in December 2010, we headlined the piece about New York’s deputy mayor, “If He Can Make It There.” Apparently he couldn’t. Read the original article about his brief time there before the shame of an arrest for domestic violence led him to resign.
MacKenzie River Pizza Company (4939 E. 82nd St., 288-0609), had been open for only a couple of weeks when we visited. The Castleton-area casual-dining chain, founded in Montana by a family of former Hoosiers, still has a few kinks to work out: They ran out of thin crust, service was almost comically slow, and the blinds that keep the sun from baking customers on the deck were “broken.” But the go
Lest we forget, Monument Circle takes its name from the great war memorial here. And the pomp and circumstance of a military parade suit it as naturally as the bricks. On Friday at noon, about 50 soldiers, sailors, and airmen led a horsedrawn caisson carrying a flag-draped casket—empty, thankfully—around the Circle in a tribute to the fallen. And like the national anthem at the start of a football game, the solemn march gave way to cheers and the f
The boss thinks Friday is a workday. And maybe it is for the rest of those poor folks back at the office. But when the days are sunny, the nights are warm, and the water’s just right, two-day weekends hardly seem long enough. So we hereby declare Friday workdays to be optional. And by “optional” we mean we won’t be showing up at all. Join us, won’t you?
A federal jury found Indy financier Tim Durham guilty on 12 counts of fraud on June 20, 2012, and on Nov. 30, a federal judge sentenced him to 50 years in prison for milking Ohio investors of $250 million. Here’s our story and an album of photos taken before the ruling passed down on this Ponzi schemer.
“As all of us change, this place stays the same. Ever since I was a little girl, I wanted to get in here. And one of the first times I bartended, my grandfather was sitting at the end of the bar watching everything I did. Which was intimidating. I just wish he could see me back there now.”
