When he walked out to the empty shortstop position and bent over for his last time, the lesson of Derek Jeter hit me, loud and clear: Savor every grounder.
I simply say thank you to Derek Jeter -- whether he ever reads it or not -- for giving me 12 extra years to feel the limited warmth and love for my father I thought I lost when he died in 2002.
The seemingly endless saga of Ray Rice and his fellow miscreants raises some fundamental questions about the role of athletes in American culture.
Today, every sport is troubled by violence on and off the field, sexual predators, illegal drug usage, and corrupt practices. In the United States alone, one need only mention names - Bonds, Sandusky, Armstrong, Rice - but the list is endless.
I've never met Derek Jeter but having watched his entire career I'm willing to bet that if asked how he feels about being a role model to so many fans, he would say he was just doing his job the best way he knew how.
Baseball is America's homegrown version of Zen Buddhism. Good day? Fine, but don't get cocky. Lousy day? Fine, too, but do better tomorrow. You win some, you lose some; some get rained out. All fine.
The field has been so underwhelming, we've found ourselves reading and writing previously preposterous statements like, "Wow, the Marlins are only 3.5 games out."
Why does urban biodiversity matter at all? Because according to the UN, for the first time in human history more people are now living in cities than rural areas. The planet is urban. When people experience nature, that nature will be urban too.
High school has started for teens all over the country, and parents and teens are grappling with all sorts of issues around playing team sports.
The idea that stats can outsmart baseball brains is the source of a heated and ongoing debate. It is wise, but not necessarily universally accepted by fans and pundits. How can a machine outperform years of coaching ball?
From my perspective as an agent, I really do not see a downside to an athlete embracing this cause. I would gladly work for an openly gay player or a player who speaks up in support of the LGBT community.
The irony was not lost on this past Labor Day Monday when the Phillies bullpen staff worked together to earn a no-hitter.
Close your eyes and picture the smiling, fluffy bundle of mirth that is a golden retriever. Now picture 400 golden retrievers galloping across grassy fields to a long dock jutting into quiet lake and each dog launching him or herself into the water with gusto.
Survey the excited crowd of a Red Sox home game and you'll see a lot of red, a lot of navy blue, a lot of white. You'll also inevitably run into a dash of pink. Consider what you are now thinking about the individual wearing that pink hat.
Don't look now, but the third-place Mariners might be the best bet to represent the AL in the World Series this year. Lame duck commissioner Bud Selig's parting gift to baseball, the second wild-card spot, might hold the path to Seattle's first appearance in the Fall Classic.
This weekend's quake got plenty of news coverage, starting Sunday morning. So I thought it would be a good time to share my story from the "Big One," which starts with some generalized comments about earthquakes for the benefit of those who have never felt one.