It’s that time of year. Sports Illustrated released its baseball preview cover yesterday. Actually, that should be covers. For the first time in the 59 years of SI baseball preview issues, the magazine has printed true regional covers, six in all, with a main image customized for four different regions of the country: Northeast, Mid-Atlanic,
The Babe
The Babe calls his shot (1990) As a kid, I became fascinated by Babe Ruth‘s called shot in the 1932 World Series. Not so much the legend that, in an important game for the championship, the game’s greatest player predicted a home run and then followed through; instead, I became enthralled by the question of
The Mayor at the Mayor’s Cup
Mayor Koch at Shea, April 1989 I think Ed Koch was my first celebrity sighting. It was 1989 and my father, uncle, cousin and I had driven up to Shea Stadium for the Mayor’s Cup game between the Mets and Yankees to end spring training. Our seats were in the upper deck, but we arrived
Porcello joins the ranks of those lending support following Hurricane Sandy
Way to go, Rick Porcello! The Jersey guy had a chance to pick up a little gift in exchange for a couple of digits, but he chose a different route instead. Torii Hunter asked his new teammate for No. 48, which Hunter has worn his whole career (since 1997) and Porcello has donned throughout his
The Jeterian Code
Midtown, 2008 A co-worker sent out an e-mail for an assignment yesterday, but added a twist. Next to each person on the list, attributed a saying, slogan or tall tale praising Derek Jeter, the joke being that Jeter is often adored/celebrated/defended by fans to the point of hagiography. This co-worker is not much for blogs