The quest for an MLB article continues. Jack sent out letters to 9 MLB teams requesting interviews. We heard from the Mets and Jack interviewed reliever, Scott Rice, who was super nice. Jack has now written a second letter – he has decided to focus his article on relievers. Here is the text: Dear , … More The Scott Rice Effect
In the wake of his newfound fame following his front-page feature of the Haddonfield Sun, Jack Nuckols sat down for an intimate interview with Barbara Walters. [Link to article at the end.] BW: So, Jack, how does it feel to be a celebrity? JN: Well, it’s sort of like when I won the geography … More Jack Nuckols: the Barbara Walters Interview
Sorry I haven’t posted in a while. I’ve been working on a new business pitch at work for the last month and it’s been all-consuming. But…the pitch is over. I’m in the air flying home. Since the last post, Jack completed his minor league article. Here’s the email I’m sending out to Sport Illustrated for … More Post-Pitch and Back in Action
Jack is off from school this week so I took a day of Thursday to work on Jack’s minor league baseball article. You may recall that our first work session was at a bar. This time we chose Starbucks. Let the record show that a bar is a far better place to work than a … More Latest on Jack’s Article
This is actually his second draft — and he’ll be continuing to work on it. But this is the product of our project this summer. I typed it and tried to keep all the errors. NEED A TITLE By Jack Nuckols I love the Majors, but ever think what happens behind the scenes? And where … More First Pass at Jack’s Article
So we’ve been to our minor league games and interviewed our players, now it’s time to actually write this article. Our goal is to have it ready by the end of August. Well, it’s one thing to get Jack to head to a baseball game. That’s easy. But to get Jack to write an article … More Where To Start? I Know Just the Place.
Saturday afternoon I took on the “simple” repairs to my grill, which turned out to be a royal pain in the ass. More than an hour in and I was drenched in sweat and covered in grill soot; I finally figured out that they’d sent me the wrong part. I covered the grill, yelled at … More Mr. Celery and Elvis at the Blue Rocks