It hasn’t been the greatest offseason for following Mets’ news in our family — Joshua’s REYES jersey is gone, though I can’t bear to dismantle the diptych of Reyes and Wright above his bed — but the beat does go on. This winter, Joshua and I (often with Emily alongside) watched all of Ken Burns’s […]
One of my Little League career’s many lowlights was the day a searing liner was hit out to me amid the clover that covered right field — a place generally unexplored by balls and so not coincidentally where I and millions of other kids not destined for greatness have played. After some combination of misjudging […]
Even for my baseball-obsessed family, it was a wall-to-wall day.
Saturday began with the annual Little League Parade, an exercise in genial chaos in which a rainbow of teams assemble on a block of 1st Street whose residents I imagine make sure to be out of town this particular weekend, then march down 7th Avenue to […]
Don’t worry folks, I’m just the amuse-bouche until Greg arrives with the main course.
Several times I’ve had the experience of bringing someone to the first baseball game they’ve ever seen, or at least paid any attention to. I find it nerve-wracking: You hope for a crackling game full of reversals and anxiety and perhaps a […]
Between all-purpose busyness and an awesome, awesomely exhausting wedding in Braves country, I’d missed my Mets, whose recent admirable gaffing of Marlins had been relegated to condensed games peered at blearily on At Bat. So it was a relief to find myself pottering around my own kitchen with the Mets on at a normal time […]
Emily saw the note a couple of weeks ago: Sesame Street characters at Shea, a 12:10 start, finale of a three-game set against the Braves. Noting that I had more vacation days than I likely would be able to use, she suggested what should have been obvious to me: Take Joshua.
Well, of course. A father-son […]