The Call of the Wild

BRONX, N.Y., Oct. 22 — Well, it was wild, and seeing as anyone visiting here either saw what was there to be seen, or read or heard a play-by-play of how the game went, perhaps I should share some of that wildness. But I have to start with the most peculiar sound — and behavior — I ‘ve ever heard in Yankee Stadium. Continue reading

Worth the Price of Admission

Bronx, N.Y., Oct. 21, 2001 — I can’t remember when I’ve attended a more dramatic and gripping game, despite (with apologies to the pitchers) the offensive ineptitude. And even though they got the first hit, and the first lead, I’ll give that booby prize to the Mariners. And it’s not because they struck out 10 times to our five; it’s that they allowed Mo to get them out in the top of the ninth on three pitches. As it was, it allowed for the possibility of another two innings from Mariano. As it is, it means he’s available Monday night too, and not just for an inning. Continue reading

Half-Truths

Bronx, N.Y., Oct. 20, 2001 — They’re paraded as fact all the time, and if there is a field of interest more awash in them than sports (other than that particular breeding ground of politics) I haven’t come in contact with it. And you know, there’s nothing like receiving a good old-fashioned butt kicking to make you pause, look around and take a good look at things. The following is clearly true: Continue reading

The Nerds of Baseball

BRONX, N.Y., Oct. 18, 2001 — That’s not to say that they walk around with slide rules and leaky pens sticking out of their pocket protectors, or with bits of tape applied to their too-big glasses. And the private lives of at least the single guys who live in the big city are more the stuff of tabloids than of scholarly journals buried deep in the racks of the school library. But there are certain mathematical dilemmas they are in the habit of clearing up, so I’ll add “nerds” to the wonderful vocabulary that has grown around this great bunch of guys who play in the greatest city in the world. Continue reading

If I Had My Way

NEW YORK, N.Y., Oct. 18, 2001 — Well, the “Series of the New Century” is here. Pretty consumed with following the Yankees/A’s series the last week or so, I have listened and read with some interest as Yankee fans and foes alike have talked about the coming contest, as we waited to see if the confrontation between the Yanks and Mariners would take place. Some were intrigued as the A’s (terrifyingly) and the Indians threatened to crash the party.
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Superstitious! Who, Me?

BRONX, N.Y., Oct. 15, 2001 — It may represent a pretty frivolous approach to a game that sparked some deep emotions; in fact, I’m sure that that’s what popped into my head when I sat here. There are a jumble of feelings dueling for control, and I could spend the next few minutes talking about things like love, joy, resignation, forbearance, courage and heroism. Continue reading

Hip Hip!

NEW YORK, N.Y., Oct. 13 — The anguish was palpable Thursday night around midnight in the Bronx. “How can you take that pitch?” from one. “That’s what I mean, this guy just doesn’t have the makeup!” from another. Jorge, it was clear, was going for the three-run punch-out in Game Two’s ninth inning, and he took us all down with him when he was frozen by that curve. But on a night when nobody could touch Barry Zito, who took him downtown? Continue reading

Soothing the Savage Beast

NEW YORK, N.Y., Oct. 12 — Sue and I have always found music to be a fine recreational and aesthetic choice between home stands during the season, and certainly during the cold, cold months leading up to the rebirth of baseball in March. What follows is a trio of musical selections, all of which we’ve heard in the Cathedral, and all lyrically tailored a wee bit, to fit the occasion so to speak: Continue reading

The Road to…

Bronx, N.Y., Oct. 11 — Well, it’s back to a place we’ve been before, we Yankee fans and, more specifically, fans of this team, the one that has crafted this great run. And truth be told, although it takes milling through quite a few great memories to get back there, it’s really a pretty happy place. Continue reading