Yesterday, baseball celebrated the 60th anniversary of Jackie Robinson’s debut:

During Sunday evening’s ceremony, 28 Dodgers stood along the third-base line, 28 42s shoulder to shoulder, no names across the backs, the faces white, black, Latin, …

It’s a funny word.   And now it’s a blog also.

We’d like to go out and watch the game tonight but we can’t settle on a place.   Desired specs:
1. Below 23rd Street; west side of Manhattan preferred
2. Not a super-crowded hipster joint — more …

The only semi-suck thing about the beginning of the season is all the off days, so I’ve put together a little list of the baseball/sports blogs I check regularly in case, like me, you need …

I’ve got the Yanks/Rays game on.   Ken Singleton, I have missed you.
Endless analysis of the fans’ relationship to A-Rod, I have not missed you.   People, let’s concentrate on the actual problems with the …

For a biography of one of the most enduringly controversial figures in the game, this is a real chore to get through, for two reasons: 1) too much background/historical context, that does not add to …

For a collection of this type, a lot of the writing is flat, and the essay on the ’91 Series is overwrought; it’s a strange selection, I think.   Mickey Mantle, sure.   ’86 postseason, …

Okay, as excellent as some of the inside scoop is — and you really can’t beat Calvin Schiraldi bitching, almost twenty years after that fateful World Series, “Gary Carter can suck my ass” — the …

Spring training had gotten underway perhaps eight minutes previously when 1) The Baseball Non-troversy Du Jour reared its head (well, “heads”) and 2) an email mentioned it in a PS to another matter entirely and …

The song is indeed called “Walking.” The name of the band is Pocket Size and they’re British.
This song came out when I was big into buying whole albums just for one single and I have …