The Only Real Game follows passionate Manipuri baseball players fighting for happiness amid the daily chaos that threatens their lives. When U.S. envoys from MLB arrive to tutor Manipuri coaches, the love of a game shared by two disparate cultures becomes a powerful force for change and hope.
By Jerry Zezima As a guy who has always loved puns, and has been known to use as many as 10 at a time (even if they don't work, I can say, "No pun in...
I'm watching my son play baseball. That means on this particular afternoon, I am sitting alone along the backstop in my relatively comfortable camp ch...
Spring and baseball. Baseball and Spring. They arrive together just as surely as winter and spring converge at the vernal equinox.
Europeans and other folks who adore the "beautiful game" of soccer are used to tie matches. Nil-nil can drive a crowd delirious. For Americans, however, it is just like kissing your sister. Who can love a tie?
In the last three decades, the deluge of African-American players into the Major Leagues has gone from a flood to a trickle. From the height in the mid 1970s, the numbers have dwindled down to a paltry 8.5 percent.
Tommy John won more games than 39 of the 59 pitchers enshrined in Cooperstown, including such greats as Bob Feller, Sandy Koufax, Whitey Ford, Bob Gibson, Catfish Hunter, Jim Palmer, Jim Bunning and Don Drysdale.
What's going on that a highly skilled athlete can suddenly and inexplicably lose the fundamentals of fielding? The usual explanation is that these players start to "overthink" their automatic, highly tuned visual and motor skills, and sabotage them in the process. But this has never been proven, nor is it clear just what this means on a basic cognitive level.
With MLB Opening Day less than a month away, it's every baseball fans favorite time of year. The time when every single team in the game still has a shot at being the best. As a woman who's loved the sport my entire life, I've noticed some differences between the sexes when it comes to the game.
As baseball season is about to commence, the annual ritual of Yankee vilification is in full throttle. The complaints are by now well rehearsed: The N...
Today was Opening Day in spring training in Sarasota, Florida. The Baltimore Orioles hosted the Toronto Blue Jays in a game that didn't count, an upbeat, cheerful -- even joyous -- occasion. Neither club has lost a game that counts in the standings. Everyone was in a good mood.
Each weekend, during games on television, he would let me cuddle with him on the couch, discuss the latest and greatest plays and share in the pure emotion he felt for the game. The deal was sealed. I was hooked.
Gardner, 30, is young by Bombers' standards and has excelled as a starter over the past four seasons. But what could have changed the Yankees' mind about Brett Gardner?
It took until mid-February, but Ubaldo Jimenez, one of the better starting pitchers on the free-agent market, has finally put pen to paper.
Terry Collins, and perhaps the Mets too, apparently feel that centerfield is a wide-open competition.
If you don't see me in spring training, hitting baseballs over the fence and signing autographs for adoring fans, it will be because I was recently on...