Let's start with a little context. I have two boys. Both are in sports at a young age level (ten and six). My oldest competed in Tae Kwon Do tournaments in the past (won some trophies) and now is focused on basketball, soccer, and baseball. His choices, not ours, which is how it should be.
I recently spoke to Washington Nationals centerfielder Denard Span about his mission to uplift single parent families. His non-profit, The Denard Span Foundation was borne out of a desire to extend assistance proactively.
In my defense, we had 25 minutes to meet my husband and oldest son at his baseball game, which was only seven minutes away, when I passed my favorite yogurt store and made an impromptu decision - fantasized about for the entire day - to stop and get myself a cup.
I have been a baseball fan for nearly 40 years and I can tell you I have never seen anything like this before. We often see professional athletes as rich businessmen heading to the offices rather than as 23-year-old kids trying to live their dreams.
Parents proudly watching their aspiring major leaguers hit a home run, serve an ace in tennis, or lunge to stop a goal might find it hard to imagine that their child's success in sports could harm his or her health. But today, games like sandlot baseball often are not kid stuff anymore.
Smoltz battled past those who would cite biased statistics with an injury comeback story and selflessness that can inspire any athlete.
A long time ago, I cheered for my adorable smiling preschooler as he hit the tee, and finally the ball after his fifth swing. The following year, I asked Nikolas if he'd like to play T-ball again and he replied, "No, baseball is a waste of my life." A few years passed and Nikolas announced he'd like to give the sport another try.
To the fans at Fenway, all we can say is that we're sorry for your misfortune.
Baseball has returned after an incredibly successful All-Star break, featuring a revamped Home Run Derby that received nothing but rave reviews, and ended with a dramatic victory by hometown favorite Todd Frazier.
A Day in the Bleachers is a baseball book but also a book about American culture at mid-century. We not only learn what occurred on the field but also about the observations and comments of the bleacher bums.
We certainly give songwriters plenty of leeway when it comes to their songs being "true to life." No one hears "Yellow Submarine" and then criticizes Paul McCartney for the Beatles not actually living in a yellow submarine.
Determining the value of a baseball player shouldn't be about wins above replacement, but instead, something far more important: hotness. After all, isn't that why we watch sports?
Baseball's All-Star Game is being played in Cincinnati, and new MLB Commissioner Rob Manfred has allowed former Reds player Pete Rose to participate. He even said he'll review Rose's case, to see if the all-time hits leader should be reinstated. Here are 10 dumb arguments in favor of Rose.
Baseball odds mirror life. It's expected for most players to strike out seven of ten times at bat or even more than that. I'm not sure what the odds are in life for reaching goals but certainly lots there will be many strike outs along the way to reaching any goal that's worth achieving.
Nowadays, major and minor league baseball teams seem to be taking their munchies to new heights with highly caloric foods. Think: the Diamondbacks' churro-stuffed doughnut or the Kansas City Royals bacon-topped hot dog with a Krispy Kreme bun.
Of his father, Hamlet says to Horatio, "'A was a man, take him for all in all, I shall not look upon his like again." Herb Goodwin was not my father, whom I love, but Herb was an angelic father figure to me, and I know I shall not look upon his like again.