Sensory overload
I’m still a bit overwhelmed by yesterday’s visit to the National Sports Collectors Convention in Baltimore. It’s a cliche in two ways: It’s like I’d died and gone to heaven. Yet, it’s also hell — temptations all around. I did…
I’m still a bit overwhelmed by yesterday’s visit to the National Sports Collectors Convention in Baltimore. It’s a cliche in two ways: It’s like I’d died and gone to heaven. Yet, it’s also hell — temptations all around. I did…
Not sure why I was inspired to crunch these numbers, but here is how much each team has paid per win so far this season, based on these payroll numbers. Rank = overall payroll rank Rank Team Payroll Wins $…
Some fans and beat writers are looking at this road trip to Atlanta and Philadelphia as a make-or-break stretch of six games in the Mets’ season. But I think it’s already broken. This isn’t just about yesterday’s debacle against the…
Didn’t get a chance to post anything today and won’t have a chance tomorrow, because I’ll be with the family at the Acela Club for Mom’s birthday. Here’s hoping for a rubber-game win. But in the meantime, check out this…
Another night, another no-hitter. This time it was Matt Garza, finally putting the Rays on the right side of zero-hit history after four instances of being held without a hit — three of them in the past year. Tampa Bay…
My wife has been on a nostalgia kick lately (not sure if I was any influence there) and has been going through all her old copies of Sassy magazine. I’m willing to bet that few, if any, readers of this…
Ike Davis’ 14th home run last night marked the most by a Mets rookie since David Wright hit 14 during his rookie year in 2004, when he also was an in-season callup. Wright hit his 14 in 69 games (283…
It’s Hall of Fame weekend, an event I’ve been to once and hope to get to again soon. The first visit was in 1992, for Tom Seaver’s induction. I’m too young to remember all but a little of Seaver’s career….
I’m debating getting up early (for me) to get on a train for the trek to Coney Island for the Cyclones’ nooner. It’s a matter of how much sleep I want to deprive myself, depending on when I get home…