Baseball has undergone and absorbed a whole set of dislocations.

There are a lot of people who know me who can't understand for the life of them why I would got to work on something as unserious as baseball. If they only knew.

Winning has a joy and discrete purity to it that cannot be replaced by anything else.

You count on it, you rely on it to buffer the passage of time, to keep the memory of sunshine and high skies alive, and then, just when the days are all twilight, when you need it most, it stops.

The professionals must set a good example.

For me, baseball is the most nourishing game outside of literature. They both are re-tellings of human experience.

If a family is an expression of continuity through biology, a city is an expression of continuity through will amd imagination? through mental choices making artifice, not through physical reproduction.