July 31, 2009

Say it ain't so, Big Papi!

The hits just keep coming. Yesterday, a report surfaced in the New York Times that the longtime designated hitter for the Boston Red Sox, David Ortiz, tested positive for steroids in 2003. Ortiz's is only the latest name to be released from that year's round of testing; previously, sluggers Barry Bonds, Alex Rodriguez, and Sammy Sosa were also implicated.
March 20, 2009

Put a spring in your step

Finally, that blessed day has arrived! Almost everyone in the northern hemisphere has been looking forward to this day for the past several months. No, I'm not talking about the release of the Paul Rudd-Jason Segal bromantic comedy, I Love You, Man. Today is the first day of spring!

Oh, spring. How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

December 12, 2008

The 161 Million Dollar Man

In these times of economic uncertainty for so many families, with workers losing their jobs, homeowners defaulting on their mortgages, and consumer confidence in the basement, it's good to know that professional athletes are still being taken care of. The New York Yankees this week inked pitcher C.C. Sabathia to a deal worth an astonishing $161,000,000 over 7 years. Apparently, this is one industry that's recession-proof.

July 29, 2008

From generation to generation

As I sat in an airport restaurant, I watched the baseball game on the big plasma TV. People around me were cheering, hooting, hollering and doing all the things that hardcore fans do when their team is playing. Despite the fact that the team playing was my favorite when I was a kid, caring about sports in such a way has long since passed for me. So, I just watched. The announcers were discussing one of the players and mentioned that he’s just “being himself” and how refreshing it is – even if “being himself” means being petulant and a whiner.

April 23, 2008

Sports and fatherhood

As K-Man and I watched the Stanley Cup Playoffs together, I started thinking.

March 31, 2008

Baseball statistics and parenting

The 2008 baseball season has barely started and I’m already reminded of what drives me absolutely nuts about America's pastime: The endless stats. And baseball, more than any other sport – is married to its statistics.

From the “fist time the home pitcher has struck out the side in the top of the first inning followed by a lead-off home run in the bottom of the first” to “the most extra base hits” – I was just about set to throw Kolby’s guitar through the TV.