Two More Poems via The Good Men Project
Sean MurphyIt continues to be a pleasure and sincere honor to have several poems appear at The Good Men Project (a site and, yes, project, I wholeheartedly endorse on creative and spiritual levels).…
Buenos Noches Amigo: RIP, Rem Dawg
Oh man, what a loss for Red Sox Nation. Even though I've heard him call too many games to count, I can only imagine what my fellow fans in Boston…
The Fall Classic: 30 Years Ago
I don’t believe what I just saw! No one else in the room could believe it, either. Kirk Gibson had, before our eyes and on television, done something so improbable,…
Bill Buckner, Mookie Wilson and Me (Revisited)
I've never been able to appreciate the aesthetic perfection (that is to say, the perfection of baseball's most imperfect play; it's most jarringly incongruous moment) because it was too painful.…
They Will Rock You, They Are The Champions: The Consummate American Bands (Revisited)
October ’08. In the spirit of two quintessentially American inventions (obsessions, really), baseball and rock and roll, it seemed like a swell idea to merge the two in a lighthearted…
Thom Jones: The Pugilist at Rest (in Peace)
i. HERE’S THE THING about clean-up hitters: they strike out a lot. Then again, consider some of baseball’s most prodigious home run champions: Barry Bonds, Hank Aaron and Babe Ruth,…
They Will Rock You, They Are The Champions: The Consummate American Bands (Revisited)
October ’08. In the spirit of two quintessentially American inventions (obsessions, really), baseball and rock and roll, it seemed like a swell idea to merge the two in a lighthearted…
They Will Rock You (They Are The Champions)
Part One: Introduction (and Apology) October ’08. In the spirit of two quintessentially American inventions (obsessions, really), baseball and rock and roll, it seemed like a swell idea to merge…