About Me

Greetings all,

I am The Mad Greek. I conceived PhinSpin to chronicle an upcoming event which I have a strong hunch will be exceedingly special, the 2025 Miami Dolphins season.

I will try to deliver a different take on the season than most, with the twist of an old-fashioned Greek storyteller. Because I see patterns aligning, or destinies if you will, which have the makings of an epic tale ready to unfold. I am starting this blog before training camp even begins, so save the bandwagon lingo later in the season when this team is exceeding expectations. Consider this my receipt.

I understand we live in an ultra-fast-paced world of technology and multitasking these days. Time has become a dwindling luxury in our hectic lives and taking the time to stop and just enjoy something has become the exception, not the rule. We seem to have relegated ourselves to listening to ‘Mainstream Media” without thinking for ourselves, letting strangers push us to the brink of anxiety because they are granted a high-visibility stage and brand-inherent credibility. The truth is, their best asset is accessibility. They can have behind-the-scenes conversations, establish contacts, and get the tidbits fresh from the horse’s mouth to scatter about. It’s the fan-run content providers who sift through those tidbits and coalesce them into what you really want to know about. And to do it, they use the one thing many beat writers and mainstream media outlets don’t seem to really have anymore, passion for the team.

Another unique thing about me is I have had zero social media accounts in my life. And I am no spring chicken. My first computer was a dual-floppy Apple IIe, my fist video game, Pong. I worked a concession stand in the Orange Bowl during Marino’s ’84 season. I’ve worked in the computer field since then. So feel free to flame me on all of your social media channels if you feel compelled to, because I won’t see any of it.

I loved the advent of the Internet, information instantly at your fingertips, but I also knew when the concept of social media was bandied about, that it would be a catalyst to amplify both the good and bad in people. Unfortunately, when you give the rude and obnoxious a global megaphone to instantly spew hatred and intolerance (often anonymously) and allow them to bully genuinely good people to the point of sometimes doing awful things, it’s fair to say, the bad are tipping the scales in their favor, and places like X and Facebook can be exhausting from the toll the non-stop interaction takes on the basic peace and sanity of many from what I’ve seen. I did start a YouTube page for this site (May 18, 2025), but I have done nothing with it so far though. In my opinion, if you have something you want to say and see if people want to hear it, take the time and effort and build an old-fashioned blog. If you build it , they will come (if it’s any good or enjoyable), or so I believe.

I am not a reporter, more like an observer of observers. I find sources who prove trustworthy (or with access) and aggregate what I read and hear to form my own opinions. I don’t believe in alternate facts, and anyone who cannot agree that facts are not pliable has no chance to come to a worthwhile conclusion in my eyes.

I should also tell you I have a rare and aggressive cancer I’ve been battling for over two years (I’m on my third set of treatments, chemo/immunotherapy this time), so regularity and/or punctuality can sometimes be an issue, but I will do my best to post something when I can muster it, this is, after all, a labor of passion.

So I hope you’ll join me on my journey and will find my content to be enjoyable, informative, and maybe even uplifting, because I simply don’t have the time, patience, or life-force left to bathe in relentless negativity (read the PhinSpin Rules of the Road if you plan on commenting on my articles).

But like I said at the beginning, does anyone spin a tale like a Greek? We can feel when a story of destiny is afoot, and my Spidey-sense is a-tinglin’.

Bring on the 2025 season!

Phins Up!

The Mad Greek