Feb 19, 2019 | 1990s, Charles P. Pierce, Culture, Features, Relationships, Uncategorized
By Charles P. Pierce GQ, February 1996 The walking dream is of a dead city. It comes upon me when I forget where the car is parked, or to pick up milk along with the bread, or that one of the greatest female impersonators of our time is also named Charles Pierce. I...
Apr 15, 2018 | Book Excerpts, More Games, Sports, Uncategorized, William Nack
By William Nack From Bloodlines, 2006 In the summer of 1959, not far from that old wooden bandbox known as Arlington Park, I awoke early one morning in my bunk in Barn 4A, descended the rickety staircase from my room, and there at once found myself living out the...
Apr 7, 2018 | 2010s, Baseball, Book Excerpts, Culture, Sports, True Crime, Uncategorized
By Mark Kram Jr. The Stacks, April 2, 2014 Excerpted from Eddie and the Gun Girl, a Kindle Single about the shooting of Eddie Waitkus, the real-life event that’s best known as the fictional pivot of Bernard Malamud’s The Natural. The Edgewater Beach Hotel was a city...
Apr 3, 2018 | 2010s, Alex Belth, Interviews, The Literary Life, Uncategorized
By Alex Belth Bronx Banter, April 30, 2013 “The truest thing in the world was that you showed who you were writing a column. He said that at his lectures, and they always took that to mean politics or how you feel about the death penalty. Which had nothing to do with...
Mar 27, 2018 | Baseball, Profiles, Ring Lardner, Sports, Uncategorized
By Ring Lardner American Magazine, June 1915 Sit down here a while, kid, and I’ll give you the dope on this guy. You say you didn’t see him do nothin’ wonderful? But you only seen him in one serious. Wait till you been in the league more’n a week or two before you go...
Mar 13, 2018 | 2000s, Alex Belth, Baseball, Interviews, Sports, Uncategorized
By Alex Belth Bronx Banter, March 21, 2003 I’ve have been working on a proposal to write a biography on Curt Flood for a Young Adult audience. Needless to say, I’m pretty jacked up about it. And who better to talk about Curt Flood than Marvin Miller, now 86, the...
Mar 12, 2018 | 2010s, Alex Belth, Basketball, Interviews, Uncategorized
By Alex Belth Bronx Banter, February 23, 2012 The Knicks are in Miami tonight to play the Heat. What better time to hear from Scott Raab, the Esquire writer and author of The Whore of Akron: One Man’s Search for the Soul of LeBron James. The Whore of Akron is a funny,...
Mar 11, 2018 | Essays, John Schulian, The Literary Life, Uncategorized
By John Schulian Deadspin, March 11, 2013 It was almost endearing how an ink-smudged, deadline-addicted newspaper editor of yore would squint through the smoke from his cigarette and ask a bright young man why the hell he wanted to write sports. An editor like that...
Mar 10, 2018 | Baseball, Book Excerpts, George Kimball, Sports, Uncategorized
By George Kimball From Lasting Yankee Stadium Memories, 2010 There are things you learned about the old Yankee Stadium once it became your place of work that never would have occurred to you as a kid going to watch a game there. Making your way from the visiting to...
Mar 8, 2018 | 2010s, Alex Belth, Editor's Notes, Movies, Uncategorized
I’ve never read Conversations with Wilder, the hell is wrong with me? Man, I need to correct that. I’m grateful that I tuned in to Alec Baldwin’s Here’s The Thing interview with Cameron Crowe, who put the book together, and has some funny Billy Wilder stories to...
Mar 6, 2018 | 1990s, Baseball, Pat Jordan, Profiles, Sports, Uncategorized
By Pat Jordan Philadelphia Magazine, April, 1994 Durango, Colorado, is a cold mountain community 6,506 feet above sea level. It is known for its thin air, which can make residents light-headed, disoriented. It is surrounded by the La Platta mountain range. Built into...
Mar 6, 2018 | 1970s, Profiles, Steve Oney, The Arts, The Literary Life, Uncategorized
By Steve Oney The Atlanta Journal & Constitution Magazine, September 16, 1979 It was getting into the heart of the Vermont summer, and the air was still and heavy. Resting in a wicker chair on his front porch, Robert Penn Warren, sweat dripping from his sharp,...
