This is the grave of Eddie Waitkus. Born in 1919 in Cambridge, Massachusetts, Waitkus was the son of Lithuanian immigrants. A very skilled baseball player, he started playing professionally in 1938, w
This is the grave of Ernie Banks. Born in Dallas in 1931, Banks was a star athlete, the son of a semi-pro baseball player who worked construction and in warehouses to make ends meet. He started playin
This is the grave of John McSherry. Born in 1944 in New York City, McSherry became a Major League umpire in 1971, working the National League. He was very successful at the job. His first National Lea
As we approach the official passage of the forty-eight hour window, which typically connotes that I haven’t been dreaming, I at last consider myself up to the challenge of addressing the rough e
“Standing on the gallows with my head in the noose/ Any minute now I’m expecting all hell to break loose.”- Bob Dylan, “Things Have Changed” Look folks, I’m not a b
The Nationals open tonight’s World Series as the biggest underdog since 2007, when the Rockies were roundly crushed by the Red Sox. I feel moved to insult by this, but then what am I going to do
With the Nationals trailing the Dodgers 3-2 in the bottom of the 7th inning of Game 5 this past Wednesday night, I went to the bullpen, which is to say I broke out a Chelada. Many have suggested that
It’s one hour after the Nationals rallied from two runs down to beat the Brewers in the NL wild card game and I am the picture of calm. If you don’t believe me just look at the photo above