The G-Line Express

  If things had played out the way they seemed headed, the fourth Sunday in July would’ve been the last day on Earth for three people I know personally—me, my wife Cynthia, and my stepson Larry. We should be dead. But I’m alive. I’m here. And I’m writing this one day later with a single, undeniable truth burned into my spirit: Almighty God— not circumstances, not coincidence—makes the final call on life and death. Let me explain. We were on our way to Sunday worship service—a quick 20-minute drive from home. The trip started out smooth, even quiet.  About seven minutes in, a sense of peace came over me. And without warning or prompting, a few passages from Scripture began repeating in my mind: “The Lord is thy keeper… thy shade upon thy right hand .....”                                                               ...

By Craig T. Greenlee Let’s go ahead and say what needs to be said. Yes, Caitlin Clark is injured—again. This time, it’s another groin strain (but in the other leg).  And while the Indiana Fever’s official daily updates read like your usual “we’ll take it day-by-day” fluff, anyone who knows basketball knows better. A groin injury isn’t some nagging bruise you ice for a couple of nights. It’s the kind of pain that won’t leave you alone. It bites. And if you don’t treat it right, it can quietly wreck your season. Stop Pretending This is Just Bad Luck We all saw it coming. The constant collisions. The uncalled hacks. The off-ball nonsense the officials turn a blind eye to.  From the moment Caitlin stepped into the league, she’s been treated less like the WNBA’s crown jewel and more like a piñata in a back-alley brawl. Courtside Skullduggery? That’s Putting it Mildly The WNBA loves to cash in on her star power—jersey sales, jam-packed arenas, highlight reels, record viewership. But...

By Craig T. Greenlee Some may call it nonsense. I call it something worth thinking about. Let’s stop pretending this was some cute, spontaneous WNBA All-Star Game moment. The “coach trade” between Caitlin Clark and Napheesa Collier didn’t just happen. It was orchestrated— on purpose —by one of the most powerful figures in women’s pro basketball: Cheryl Reeve. The 2025 WNBA All-Star Game takes place this Saturday, July 19, in Indianapolis—and all eyes will be on Clark. Not just for how she plays, but for who’s not coaching her. Here’s some background Originally, Cheryl Reeve was the designated coach for Clark’s all-stars. But all that changed when Clark and Collier, the other All-Star captain, agreed to swap coaches.  It’s my belief that Reeve wants no parts of coaching Clark, so she devised a slick and calculated way to bow out. Most People Will Dismiss This and That’s Fine I get it—some folks will roll their eyes and call this petty speculation. A reach. Conspiracy theory stuff....

  By Craig T. Greenlee It's hard to believe   .....  54 years have passed since the night of November 14, 1970. A time that shook us to our core when a plane carrying the Marshall University football team crashed into a hillside, taking 75 lives. Pure heartbreak. It was a night that left me, and so many others, reeling. My former teammates—"the fellas"—gone.  The image of my best friend, Scottie Reese, remains vivid with each passing year. I’ll never forget him waving goodbye before he boarded the team bus to the airport. The events of those days didn’t feel real then. In some ways, they still don’t. Memories never fade Every November, those recollections come rushing back. For a long time—52 years to be exact—I didn’t attend the annual fountain ceremony held in their honor. I thought staying away would make the pain easier to bear. I was wrong. Being a no-show didn’t dull the ache; it only left it unspoken. Eventually, I learned that avoiding the ceremony was a mist...

Frederick M. Jones was a self-taught mechanical engineer. Jones had a wide range of expertise from auto repairs to radio transmitter technology. Note:  This is the final article of a seven-part series about black inventors in honor of Black History Month. By Craig T. Greenlee As America entered the 1930s, most of the travel lines linking the country together had been developed. Many products could be transported by truck or be shipped anywhere in the U.S. This wasn't true for many food products. Spoilage was the chief culprit that prevented many food producers from earning the profits they desired. Frederick M. Jones, a refrigeration engineer, reversed that trend by patenting an automatic refrigeration system for long-distance trucks in 1935. His cooling system used one of his previous inventions, the self-starting gasoline motor. Jones's refrigeration system allowed producers to transport a wide variety of fresh meats, seafood, poultry, vegetables and ...

Note:  This is the sixth of a seven-part series about black inventors in honor of Black History Month. By Craig T. Greenlee At the turn of the 20th century, America's population was beginning to become predominantly urban. This meant providing additional services such as fire protection of city residents. Being a fireman during the early 1900s had  more than its share of dangers. Smoke inhalation was one of the major occupational hazards. But that was no longer the case after 1914, thanks to the invention of the gas mask by Garrett A. Morgan. Inventive simplicity The Morgan Safety Hood, as it was called, was a simple but effective device. Its construction kept smoke and noxious fumes out while the air inhaled remained cool and free of smoke particles. Morgan, a native of Kentucky, may have been the first black inventor to use marketing strategies to bolster the sales of an invention. He used advertising in newspapers and firemen's magazines and de...