Gibby and Togetherness

I liked Gibby as soon as I met him. He’s got that casual ball player irreverence. That easy smile. That enviable ability to take the serious and make it not so serious by way of cowboy slang and self-deprecation. A wink and a giggle at the media beast, anxious...

Wild Pitches & Book 4

Today I’ll find out if Wild Pitches makes the New York Times best sellers list. I’m hopeful, of course, but not as worried about it as I have been for the others. Reason being, the book is really short stories, extra chapters, and journal entries from the...

F U Rays, and Other Myths

I’ve been sharing links to my literary tinkering lately. I tinker with words a lot since I don’t have baseball to tinker with anymore. Some tinkering goes well, some not so well, and some I’m just not sure about. But I guess that’s what a blog is for—a place to test...