Football season is upon us and it is still too early to tell what is going to transpire in the coming weeks ahead. In fact, even well into the season it’s hard to predict, if not downright impossible. And that is because of The Unknown. At the beginning of every sports season, even the beginning of every game, be it… Read moreSports | The Unknown
Finally, I was a catcher. I had played organized baseball from the time I was seven years old. I always wanted to play catcher but the coaches, including my father, wouldn’t let me because I was left-handed. Instead they made me a first baseman. I loved the position and was pretty good at it, but I was never taught to… Read moreThe Last Game | Part One
It was shaping up to be a good year. We were tied for first place about halfway through the season. All that changed the following Saturday morning. Early in the game, Beera came to the plate and hit a line drive to center. The center fielder caught the ball on the first bounce and threw it to the second baseman…. Read moreThe Last Game | Part Two
I folded the Bug’s top down and dropped my bat bag onto the back seat. I climbed in, turned the ignition switch, looked at the miniature leather baseball glove hanging from the rear-view mirror and smiled. That had been one helluva game. I put the little car in gear and drove away, enjoying the wind on my face and the… Read moreThe Last Game | Part Three
Any game is a game of inches. Inches away ‘from the thrill of victory and the agony of defeat.’ A wide receiver stretches his entire body and misses a pass that is off of his fingertips by an inch, which would’ve resulted in a game-winning touchdown instead of a loss. A shortstop just misses a ball inches from the webbing… Read moreJust A Bit Outside | A Game Of Inches
