No one expected Victor Oladipo to be great. Not in high school. Not in college. Not when the Pacers acquired him. But Oladipo anticipated it. Maybe that’s because he has so much of the thing that elevates a person above predictions: Drive.
West Fork occupies an evocative corner spot in the Kennedy-King neighborhood, across 17th Street from the Cannon Ball Brewing Co., close to the Monon, and about a half-mile from Tinker Street and Festiva.
Dave Grohl and company put on the best dad-rock show on planet Earth, full stop, and if this sentence reads negative to you, please put down our website and get back to, I don’t know, standing in front of national parks taking pictures of your face or whatever you people do, for it is intended as the highest of compliments.