As you can see, the ticket stub shown at right is from 34 years ago, almost to the day. That date happened to be Father’s Day, 1973 — a day that my family spent at the ballpark.
Looking back, this could not have been much of a treat for my father. Egged on by . . . → Read More: Paternity Case
Before we get started with today’s entry: I ended up making an important addition to yesterday’s ESPN column at about noon eastern. If you read it prior to then and weren’t keeping track of yesterday morning’s comments, you may want to check it out again, because the mystery of Nomar’s pin (and Manny’s too!) . . . → Read More: Sleeveless in Chicago
For a couple of years now, this 1968 SI cover has been a bit of a holy grail for me, because the players shown behind Pistol Pete are wearing the rarest of all uni accessories: vertically striped socks.
The problem, of course, is that the opposing players are small and barely visible in the . . . → Read More: Put the Cat Out in the Hall and Rumple Up the Room
A few disclaimers to start off the year: First, I watched exactly zero football over the holiday weekend, so you’ll have to forgive me if I missed a few things. Also, I spent very little time on the computer over the past few days (I’m still catching up on e-mail and reading through the . . . → Read More: Leadership