And so we begin…Parenting, Phase 3
Footnotes included at the end. Footnotes Things we talked about in the car: Popularity, my mom, suicide (tragically relevant), relationship with his brother, baseball (lots and lots), future road trips, how I met Shani, times I had my heart broken, more baseball, Family Guy, hardest we'd laughed with our friends, play-by-play of my trip around … Continue reading Spring Training road trip in 27 photos.
Jacks started his baseball camp Monday. Alex and I picked him up that evening. “How’d it go?” I asked. “Man, did I stink it up!” he said cheerfully. His friend Danny (who I was bringing home) chimed in. “I stunk it up too!” I didn’t know what to make of it, but after Danny was … Continue reading Sad Kid
My uncle Coddy picked me up at the airport. As I climbed into the car, I asked him how far it was to Angels Stadium. “At least an hour. Get comfortable.” An hour sounded fine to me. We drove south across LA. Coddy told me about his hip surgery and a songwriter’s convention he’d recently … Continue reading Angelic Baseball
Babe Ruth had the appetite, strength, stamina, and libido of 10 men. He could eat 3 cream pies in one sitting. He could screw 6 girls in one night. He could drink 15 pitchers of beer. And after any of this, he could (and often did) head right to the ballpark and smash homeruns. He … Continue reading Book Review: Babe, the Legend Comes to Life
Little league playoffs. Double elimination and Jack’s team had already lost once. It was do or die time. Potentially Jack’s last chance to get a hit this season. I’ve kept the score book all season and this time the head coach asked me to sit in the dugout. Alex joined me. Two observations of note: … Continue reading Bad Language in the Dugout
Final entry for the Phillies game. This one widens out to a much larger personal picture. Like I said, it was me, Jack, Alex, and Shani’s dad. Boys trip to the Phils. We parked at the Holiday Inn lot. “This is a good hotel to stay in if you’re going to the game,” Jack said. … Continue reading Phillies Game Part 4 of 4: Making History
When I was in high school, I went to every single home football game, but I didn’t watch the games at all. For me it was a social event. I’d spend three hours walking around and around the field, stopping to talk to people, hitting the snack shack, flirting ineptly with girls. For many people, … Continue reading Phillies Game Part 3 of 4: Citizens Bank Park Review
Before we begin, let me remind you that I am a huge Yankees fan, and therefore loathe the Red Sox. They are my mortal enemy. Also note that my entire town including my younger son are Phillies fans. I genuinely root for them and consider them my second favorite team. However, as Shani's dad and … Continue reading Phillies Game Part 2 of 4: Team Analysis
First, let me get this out of the way: we did not go to Fenway Park. The forecast called for rain all weekend, and we’re going to the Phillies game Thursday night – so we decided we’d do Fenway for our visit next year. Now…let’s proceed. Memorial Day Weekend and we were off to Boston. … Continue reading Lyrics from Boston
To give you a proper illustration of Camden Yards, we’re going to discuss…the Sistine Chapel. Trust me, this will make sense. If you haven’t seen the Sistine Chapel (I have not), you might expect the ceiling to be this big, beautiful flat space. You might imagine Michelangelo in 1502 preparing to create a masterpiece on … Continue reading Camden Yards Review with Some Help from the Pope
It began with a perfectly-timed work trip. I had to be in Bethesda for a 7AM meeting on Tuesday. That meant I had to spend Monday night there. Not only were the Orioles home, but they were playing the Yankees. Perfect, right? Not exactly… Betrayal #1: Jack For years Camden Yards has been high on … Continue reading 2 Betrayals at Camden Yards
OK, so this is the book about the “Black Sox Scandal” in 1919. This is the story of the 1919 White Sox team who were paid off by gamblers to throw the World Series. If you’ve seen the movie “Field of Dreams” with Shoeless Joe Jackson – these are the guys. It’s another baseball book … Continue reading Book Review: Eight Men Out
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