I was at work when I found out that Frank Robinson had died. It was not unexpected, as he'd been suffering with bone cancer, but it still landed on me with a weight I didn't anticipate, but perhaps should have. Although not a member of my own inner circle of baseball immortals, Mr. Robinson was … Continue reading Frank Robinson. Not in Need.
As we begin to move into spring I find my self in an oddly cheerful place. Stay with me, I know how that sounded. Spring is, for most of us, a time of rebirth, life, possibility. I understand all that, and to some extent share in that sense of hope. Being of eastern European heritage, … Continue reading Without Limits
As someone who's spent his life with passions more or less equally divided between art and sport I've come, as I've aged, to feel like I walk a line dividing two factions who frequently view the other as deficient in some way, if not of lesser moral fiber. Most of the people I've met who've … Continue reading You Had To Be There
For those who don't know who William Norwood is, your first thought after glancing at the title of this piece would probably be that he is an orthopedic surgeon about to become famous for developing a radical new way to repair the panoply of injuries that have beset the sport of baseball in general and … Continue reading Dr. Norwood + T.J. Rivera = Better MLB