Baseball: the most virtuous, and Catholic of games

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As George Harrison said, "it's been a long, cold, lonely winter." And it feels like years since baseball has been here.But what joy to flip on the television in my office and find Yankees in blue pinstripes, standing in the bright April sun! As I type this, they're losing 5-0 but it doesn't matter. There is the whiff of ball against leather glove; there is the crack of bat-on-ball. There are the crowd noises as A-Rod gets his first hit of the season. There are new names and old names and … [Read more...]

Baseball Invites Reverie and Prose like No Other Sport

Very much enjoyed Mike Barnicle's piece on "The Timeless Beauty of Baseball":But nobody really grows out of baseball. Go ahead. Do it. Put the glove on your hand. Flip the ball in the air and it’s 1958 and Teddy Ballgame is in the batter’s box, or it’s 1967 and ‘Yaz’ is dragging the Red Sox across September into the impossible dream of a world series. Catch it and you can still hit and still run and still stand in the infield or outfield, hands on your knees, waiting for the pitcher to throw … [Read more...]