Does the most famous man in the world feel the strain of living as the rest of us do? Or are the life choices he makes between one degree of wonderful and another?

A true tale of high rollers, marital gunplay, a love triangle, a car bomb, and excellent jewelry.

Inside the car, the hand belongs to Carol Channing, star of Hello, Dolly!; beyond the window, some of her fans; at right, the dream she has about them, every two weeks or so. “Sometimes, I dream like they sit under the hood and crawl into the car and around the wheel. Sometimes they’re under my knees. They’re wriggling their hands and like Dumbo they wriggle their ears. They’re in my crib. Nightie-night, they say, sticking out their tongues.

THE FIRST time I saw Max Cantor was in the summer of 1989. He was wandering around Tompkins Square Park on Manhattan’s Lower East Side with a microcassette recorder, trying to interview the local squatters, punks, and anarchists about where to buy the best pot, and was there really a church in the East Village that worships psychedelic drugs?

Cover your ears. Hide your women. And be prepared to get trash-talked to death. The SuperSonics are coming to your town, and they’re gonna bust a move on your sorry ass.

Lloyd Daniels is a New York playground hero with icy moves and a bullet in his back. Jerry Tarkanian is the renegade coach who lured him west, where together they fell from grace. In San Antonio, the last quarter is about to begin

Mike Krzyzewski (aka, the Rat) is one of the all-time greats in his chosen field, but, hey, so was Mussolini

SYRACUSE’S JIM BOEHEIM IS THE LONGEST-TENURED COACH IN COLLEGE BASKETBALL HISTORY, AND ONE OF ITS WINNINGEST—A LIVING LEGEND. EARLIER THIS YEAR, WHILE DRIVING, HE WAS INVOLVED IN AN ACCIDENT THAT TOOK A MAN’S LIFE. THIS FALL, AT 74, HE RETURNS TO THE ONLY JOB HE’S EVER KNOWN. WHAT ELSE WOULD HE DO?

Princeton's Pete Carril professes the eternal verities—morality, commitment, and a man-to-man defense

Even without his whistle, it turns out that the greatest hoops coach of all time still likes to let you know who's in charge

Four months ago, a three-quarter-mile-wide tornado devastated Joplin, Missouri, killing 160 people. But among everything that was torn apart, two dozen strangers were brought together, saved by a beer cooler and a gas-station attendant.

After the looting and the killing and the hurting of Los Angeles, it may at long last have come down to a simple choice: equality or anarchy

Two blocks away from the Mississippi State Capitol, and on the same street with it, where our house was when I was a child growing up in Jackson, it was possible to have a little pasture behind your backyard where you could keep a Jersey cow, which we did.

The author lives under a viaduct in Queens, New York, and is one of an estimated five hundred thousand homeless veterans in America today. He has decided to leave an account of his life and times.

A true story about how our government destroyed one of its own