Articles by Tris Dixon

On a glum, gray day in Pittsburgh, Dr. Bennet Omalu was tasked with performing yet another autopsy. It was a routine, nondescript course of events. That was until he sliced through the cranium of late […]

September 24, 2006—The plaid carpets were sticky from the spilled booze. The chandelier hanging above the ring was inconsequential. The punters had poured out of the bar and into the Guild Hall to surround the […]