Category Archives: At the game

Bo knows air

  Bo Jackson is 54 years old today. Fifty-four! That doesn’t seem right, but Time doesn’t care. It means his peak was half a lifetime ago: He played the 1990 season — his last full baseball season — at 27 years old. In January 1991, he sustained that injury to his left hip and was

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At the World Series

David Wright swung and the ball shot into the air. I spotted it immediately against the ink-black sky, the white orb growing bigger as it flew closer. When you’ve been to enough ballgames, you know how to read fly balls, but a lot depends on your vantage point. When you’re in the stands along the

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October at Citi Field

The LIRR train from Penn Station was standing-room only, though Mom and I shared a three-seater with a commuter. The walk from the station to the Jackie Robinson Rotunda was crowded, and the plaza was packed. We got inside and made our way along the jammed concourse to get some sandwiches for dinner and then

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For once, not the last game

For several years now, in addition to Opening Day, I’ve gone to the final Mets home game of the season. A few times alone, often with Mom, Casey or others along (like this time). After each game, the players have come out and saluted the fans along the first- and third-base sides. In 2013, when

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Hudson vs. Zito, back in Oakland

With their season a loss and their Bay neighbors the Giants in town — starting former A’s great Tim Hudson themselves — Oakland gave former AL Cy Young Award winner Barry Zito one more home start, and it happened to be the game we were attending. Along with Mark Mulder (who was in attendance; the three

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