Patriotic, to a fault

As September 11 winds down, and the calendar is getting ready to return to just another day, a 9/11 story occurred to me that I wanted to share here. It involves baseball, as many of my stories do. And it also involves the Cubs, which isn’t too surprising. What would I do if I couldn’t

I’ll never be able to forget this

In the first week of September, 2001, I was in Lansing, Michigan on a project for work. I was traveling with a couple of colleagues, and being away from home, while not ideal for any of us, did offer some possibilities for going out after work. One night during that week, we all went to

Like it never will again

As I was walking back to my car this morning, I saw a penny on the sidewalk. I picked it up, because I’ve always been more superstitious about this than I am with other things. I always look at the penny’s date, and try to give myself a moment to think about how old I

#MLB got it wrong

For last night’s 9/11 remembrance game in New York, which was broadcast by ESPN and was basically the capstone of the 10 year commemoration of the events of September 11, 2001, Major League baseball got wind of a plan by the players. The full story is here, but essentially the Mets’ players wanted to honor