What to Charge You For

“Woa, Lady, how did this become my problem?” I barked into the phone’s receiver. The property manager from the Hampton’s apartment complex, the place the team stayed at in Durham, was on the phone with me. She had a sweet Carolina countenance to her—until I started...

Getting Released

First, a deep and profound thank you to all the people who took the time to wish me good luck and stay strong via email, tweet, or blog comment. Things like that make me feel like my primary goal of somehow, someway becoming more than just another uniform occupant...

For The LIke of The Game

  A couple of days ago, I was talking to a front office guy with the Bulls about how I got propositioned to write an article about life on the famous Durham Bulls baseball club. I said that I wanted to write about what minor league life is really like (a bad...