Last night, my wife was at work and I was making dinner, so I decided that I needed some company. As it happened, my beloved San Francisco Giants were taking the night off, so I went to my default in such occasions. I listened to my sworn enemies play ball, the Los Angeles Dodgers. But…
I have to admit this past baseball season has sucked me in like no other since I was a kid. The constant state of flux and change I am in the midst of, I think, has something to do with it. I remember the words of James Earl Jones in Field of Dreams, when he…
Time heals all wounds. Does anybody actually believe that? I remember when I was playing baseball in college. My collegiate athletic career consisted of practicing hard and getting myself prepared for that big spot where I could pinch-run late in the game for the guy who just doubled in the tying run. Some guys would…
The other day I went into Starbucks to grab a cup of coffee and I must admit that I looked like a 12-year-old San Francisco Giants bat-boy. I was wearing my weathered hat along with my still-crisp World Champions shirt and to be honest one more time, this was no coincidence. I have loved this…
October 15, 1988 is a day that will not be forgotten by any baseball fan. It was Game 1 of the World Series between the Oakland Athletics and the Los Angeles Dodgers. The two teams battled all night long, with the Dodgers scoring two runs in the home half of the first inning. …
Spring is in the air. Flowers are in bloom. Lovers are strolling down the lane. Pollen is dropping from the sky like manna from heaven. We have one less hour in the morning and one more at night. Some of us are giving up chocolate- not me, of course- for lent. Easter celebrations ranging from…
