Monthly Archives: April 2009

Poem of the Week: For Junior Gilliam

This poem by BH Fairchild is not about broadcasters explicitly. But with the passing of Harry Kalas yesterday, it’s nice to read in the context of the radio and the voice coming out of it and how much that voice … Continue reading

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Fastball (The Band!)

Who knew that the 1990s also-rans with the baseball themed name were still running? I’m pretty sure the red ball on the album cover representst he way their career has whizzed in and out of the public consciousness…like a projectile … Continue reading

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Keith Hernandez Meets A Tenor

(yet another thing to love about KH) Keith Hernandez espouses on his arrival in New York (in New York Mag) and on meeting Placido Domingo: And you’d be a fool to live here and not take advantage of the cultural … Continue reading

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Nick Adenhart: The Death Of A Pitcher

There is little I can add regarding the death of Nick Adenhart. The sadness and shock are self-evident; his was a fate that nobody deserves. But the tragedy has gotten me thinking about the nature of death in sports, the … Continue reading

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Corrections

In baseball, when you screw up and let a ball go through your legs, there’s no going back and fixing it. You hate yourself for a while, try to look confident, and pray to god it doesn’t lead to any … Continue reading

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And Sometimes The Stories Tell Themselves

Winton Silva, on the mound for San Diego as I type this, has the kind of history made for a movie. From Tom Krasovic in the SD Tribune: Nine years ago, at age 23, Silva was a dishwasher at an … Continue reading

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On Writing, Baseball Writing, And The 21st Century

We’re a week into National Poetry Month. I’ve been meaning to write about that. But for the moment, poetry is far from my thoughts. Springtime is for stories. And despite the name of this blog, prose has always been my … Continue reading

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Poem Of The Week: You Can’t Kill An Oriole

I thought of this Ogden Nash poem yesterday when Walkoff Walk started using pictures of dead birds in its Opening Day Lineupstravaganza posts. Anyway, it’s a nice bit of optimism for the time of year when only sports writers have … Continue reading

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Cardboard Gods

Next to Josh Wilker’s, most people’s writing, including my own, is two dimensional — as flat as a cardboard rectangle. I could pile on hyperbole for hours, but this speaks for itself. Josh, who has been excessively friendly to this … Continue reading

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