We’re coming close to Opening Day

The baseball season starts Monday. I’m ready for some real New York Mets action on the flat screen. For now, though, I’ll admire the quite reasonable souvenirs I purchased on my dear wife Karen and I’s trip to Cooperstown this winter. The Baseball Hall of Fame and Museum store has a wall of postcards featuring…

Heading to the home stretch on the bowling lanes

We’re coming down to the final few weeks in the Thursday Night Men’s League at Bowling Green. And when we reported for action a week ago, our Limp Lizard squad stood in fourth place out of the 12 squads. I could hardly believe it. Then we went out and lost our first two games to…

My Terps won’t win the big prize, and neither will I

My beloved alma mater bowed out of March Madness in the first round. Bye-bye, Maryland Terrapins, to this campaign that began with so much promise. Now that 20-2 record carved by junior guard Melo Trimble and the trio of surprising freshmen – Anthony Cowan, Kevin Huerter and Justin Jackson – is nothing but a historical…

Meet the Mets? Just go to the Hall of Fame

Of course I know the lyrics to the song Meet the Mets. It’s been playing in my brain since the early 1960s when Jane Jarvis would play it on the Shea Stadium organ and the crowd would be coaxed to sing along “bring your kiddies, bring your wife, guaranteed to have the time of your…

So much baseball has hit my senses

I started following baseball before kindergarten. No kidding. So when I consider exhibits from the Hall of Fame and Museum that cover my lifetime, yes, I must include the striking photograph of great Pittsburgh Pirate and humanitarian Roberto Clemente. He had 3,000 hits, sure. Of greater importance, the native of San Juan, Puerto Rico, died…