In 2000, I secured a quirky Sports Illustrated for Kids gig: report on which parts of the ballpark are best to get your hands on a Major League baseball. Last week, that counsel paid off for me.
I've been rereading snippets of War and Peace, and I have to say that your description of catching the ball reminds me a bit of the internal monologues of the characters when they are in action and end up wounded. They don't have a sense of what has happened, and the outcome seems to happen before the build up. I guess it's just the old "surreal" thing.
Doug Griffin! Not a name I knew. It makes more sense that you remember it than if he had played for the visiting team. You would have seen him play and have heard of him on the radio before and after.
That's quite a literary tie-in -- and high praise, David. Funny, I had referenced "War and Peace" in a draft of this piece (a self-effacing acknowledgment of the detail devoted to a trivial moment, to be objective). Griffin won a Gold Glove in the early 70s but by the time he fouled off that Ranger pitch, he was close to the end of his MLB days.
“bisoxual” garb! Ha Ha Ha! :}~
I've been rereading snippets of War and Peace, and I have to say that your description of catching the ball reminds me a bit of the internal monologues of the characters when they are in action and end up wounded. They don't have a sense of what has happened, and the outcome seems to happen before the build up. I guess it's just the old "surreal" thing.
Doug Griffin! Not a name I knew. It makes more sense that you remember it than if he had played for the visiting team. You would have seen him play and have heard of him on the radio before and after.
That's quite a literary tie-in -- and high praise, David. Funny, I had referenced "War and Peace" in a draft of this piece (a self-effacing acknowledgment of the detail devoted to a trivial moment, to be objective). Griffin won a Gold Glove in the early 70s but by the time he fouled off that Ranger pitch, he was close to the end of his MLB days.