Baseball has always been changing. No one wants to go back to the dead ball era.
For anyone looking for their next joyful read, where someone happens to play baseball and everyone gets to be in love
When my pitch came, I knew it.
I didn’t think about it, I just knew.
I missed it by a mile.
Whoever’s still standing is safe. That’s the call. That was always the call. Might.
Baseball cards, bike messengers, Pokémon, punk bands and Pulley
Growing up without a hometown baseball team, but being a baseball fan, deprived me of the all-encompassing passion of being a fan of one team, that fabled, monogamous, live-with-the-team, die-with-the-team relationship