So strange to watch Kodi Whitley make his major league debut in front of empty seats. Such is baseball in the time of COVID-19. It’s still an escape from the monotony of mostly quarantining, and the anxiety caused by visiting…
Tag: literary prose
NB: I wrote this in the fall of 2015 for a research methods class while working on a Master’s of English (Creative Writing Nonfiction emphasis) at Missouri State. I present it here with no edits except for subheadings (for easier…
Jupiter St. Louis Cardinals’ pitching prospect Austin Warner, who split last season between AA-Springfield and AAA-Memphis, was playing at minor league camp in Jupiter, Florida, when spring training was shut down. He wasn’t totally surprised. March Madness was supposed to…
Welcome back. I was supposed to be on a plane today but postponed my flight because I had a cold and didn’t want to fly to the PNW considering certain factors. Besides, American Airlines will call you back in a…
I got to the ballpark half an hour early to watch puppies and their parents parade around the stadium. The people smiled and the dogs sniffed my camera lens and waited for scratches. A Naturals hitter cracked a ball far…
I haven’t cried this much in a Starbucks since I had to work at one starting at 5 a.m. every day. It wasn’t so bad as long as the Seahawks won, and of course Howard Schultz visited. But here in…
Sometimes your side gets picked off twice in one game, losing baserunners when you’re struggling to give them a base to begin with. Then you’re smiling like you don’t mean it. Then it happens again: (The other pix made it…
“Oh? You’re working with the summer league up there?” a broadcaster asked. “No, I’m just … going there,” I said. Oh. Fairbanks? Beyond – to Bettles, pop. 12 on Wikipedia and 7 in reality. It’s a village 35 miles north…
Soon I will walk through those iron gates, with torn ticket stub stuffed in my pocket. A woman will ask me if I want to buy a magazine: the cover featuring someone kneeling in the grass, exposing blue and white…