WHITE COVER MAGAZINE

White Cover Magazine was formed on the Pacific Ocean. Every week, our staff combs the world of sports and pop culture for the most interesting, fulfilling, and earth-shaking stories. Then, we write about something else.

The best cover is a white cover. I mean, you have to open it, right?

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White Cover’s most popular posts:

MUSTARD SEEDS: One Canadian’s impassioned and improbable love story for an All-American team along the Allegheny.

THE BURKE AND I: When I was 13-years-old, I met Brian Burke…

SPILLED MILK: Don’t bail on our team now, guys. Don’t bail on them now… (written after Game 5 in the Chicago-Canucks first round playoff series in 2011)

TREATY: “Dear Vince Vaughn…”

WHY ‘INVICTUS’ SHOULD HAVE BEEN ‘THE FIGHTER’: Mark Wahlberg’s passion project drops all 21st century sports films for the count.

THE ROB LOWE RULE: A list of athletes, teams, and pop culture icons who have betrayed our trust.

EL NINO: WEATHER WARNING: The game of soccer is really the business of soccer, and one Spanish phenom knows that more than anyone.

EVIL, KNOW THY NAME: LeBron, LeBron, LeBron…

THE RICHTER SCALE: At the age of six, I met my mortal enemy…

THE UNDERGRADUATE EXPERIENCE: If you’re going to college, beware of these signs…

TAKE BACK WHAT’S YOURS: A life well lived is on the outs, with inspiration from Paul Newman…

FROM THE ASHES: It’s been a long time since we’ve seen golf as “cool” as it is now… how about “ever?”

CONFESSIONS OF A SICK PERSON: I learned long ago that only a select few could match my sick, twisted, damaging emotional connection to hockey…

YOU KNOW…: After what is possibly the most heart-wrenching loss in Canucks history, I discovered just how much I love this team…

OPEN FRANCE: This Federer/Nadal rivalry is so perfect, so unique, that we need to cherish it while we still can.

THE BACHELOR(ETTE): I profile every NHL team by predicting what their equivalent as a contest on The Bachelor and the The Bachelorette would be.

THE ART OF THE CHICK FLICK: Trying to explain the absolute obsession I have with the ultimate guilty pleasure…

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