I am a teacher with a dog and a girlfriend whom I love very much. I love writing. I love sports.
I love baseball because it is calm and easy and rich and dynamic.
The first game I ever saw was during the 1979 World Series. I remember them making a big deal about Dave Parker throwing some Oriole out at home base on a fly ball. Baseball is a numbers game, the ultimate numbers game. The players still have to play but numbers are at the core.
Football is a battle of might and wit. It is two warriors going up against each other, whatever the environment.
It was about the same time that I started watching football. I had seen games growing up of course. My dad was a Green Bay packers fan. However the first time I ever really sat down and saw a game was the fourth Super Bowl of the Pittsburgh Steelers. I saw only parts of the game, but I remember Terry Bradshaw throwing the Hail Mary pass at the end of the first half and not knowing whether he connected.
I've never lived in Pittsburgh or even in Pennsylvania, nor have I visited. I chose these two teams as mine to support based on a few fleeting experiences caught on TV when I was a kid, this Florida boy has remained true through the good years and the bad.
People of my generation look at them fondly as the players they watched as little kids, people of other generations may just look at them as great players. I created a slide show highlighting the best players of the 1990's. If you get a chance, take a look, I'd appreciate it. Thanks.
There was a touching moment in the Mariners game last night, made possible by the best pitcher I've ever gotten to watch - Randy Johnson. Watching history unfold inspired to me take a look at his incredible career and count down his five best moments, in my eyes. If you get a chance, take a look at it, I'd appreciate it. Thanks a lot.
Please check out my slide show on some of the best Knuckleballers of all time.
Thanks Brian, and I appreciate your feedback. The legend of his breaking nearly every finger on both hands during the streak, as well as playing 2130 straight games in general earned him his nickname. I mentioned as such. I perhaps could have added a story to recount how amazing a man he was off the field, as he was such a quiet assassin on it. Thanks again for the read.
Lou Gehrig has somehow been forgotten amongst the game’s immortals, even though he was possibly even more of a reason for the success of Ruth’s 1927 Yankees. Read about the quiet, forgotten leader of “Murderer’s Row,” Henry Lou Gehrig.
Thanks in advance!
-Stephen (Heartbeat of the Bronx)