Moneyball

Gambling isn’t doing anything to baseball’s integrity. Baseball has no integrity. Not anymore. Indeed, many of the ills plaguing baseball are caused by everybody’s refusal to acknowledge this glaring fact.

A league of their own

Honestly, I never thought there’d be an audience for this. But since the wildly successful WNBA, maybe there is!

My night with Pete Rose

It was 1980, and the Phillies won the World Series against the Kansas City Royals. My brother and I drove downtown to take part in the insanity, and we didn’t leave to go home until almost 3 in the morning.

We were driving down Lombard Street when some guy cut us off, and my brother was pissed. He pulled up next to the car at the light, and there was Pete Rose. Not driving (his agent was at the wheel), just sitting there.

And he looked scared. His son, Petey Jr. was in the back seat with Bob Boone’s kid. He probably stayed at the stadium until the streets died down.

I leaned past my brother and made the universal signal to roll down the window. Pete did, and I said, “Yo Pete, nice catch.” I was referring to this.

What a story

Personally, I think the translator is the sacrificial lamb for the MLB. I’m convinced of it.

Memories

I remember watching those games with the cardboard people in the seats and the recorded crowd noise, and I just didn’t care. I was just so happy to have baseball again: