Moonlight on Tangolunda bay

The trade of Alfonso Soriano today reminded me of the first time I ever noticed him as a player. I was watching Game seven of the 2001 World Series at a cantina in Mexico, when Soriano hit what appeared to be the Series-winning home run in the eighth inning off of Curt Schilling. My wifeContinue reading “Moonlight on Tangolunda bay”

Mark Grace and number 17

This is a true story: I was picking my daughter up at school one day last spring, probably sometime in May, when I spotted a kid on her school playground. This kid, who looked like a fourth or a fifth grader, had a blue shirt on, with a number 17 on the back. I saidContinue reading “Mark Grace and number 17”