Making Baseball Art

Last month I noticed friends on Facebook and Twitter posting some very interesting images. They were often profile pictures, but they weren’t photographs. Not exactly, anyway. They had the look of paintings in different artistic styles. They were using an iOS app called Prisma, and as an Android user I was a bit jealous. My … Continue reading Making Baseball Art

Playoff Baseball in Towson on a Summer’s Night

There’s a reason you play nine innings — in a baseball game, so long as you have outs remaining, no lead is insurmountable. Last night I went into Towson for playoff baseball, my first in-person postseason baseball game since the fateful Game 2 of the 2014 NLDS between the Washington Nationals and the San Francisco … Continue reading Playoff Baseball in Towson on a Summer’s Night

In Towson, a Battle of Division Leaders

As baseball games go, last night’s contest between the Baltimore Redbirds and the visiting Bethesda Big Train at Towson’s Carlo Crispino Field was an intense affair. The Cal Ripken Collegiate Baseball League season is nearing its end, and last night’s game was the penultimate regular season game for the Redbirds. (Next week is the league’s … Continue reading In Towson, a Battle of Division Leaders

An Irish Weekend

Over the weekend, I went to the Annapolis Irish Festival, an annual event held near Annapolis in mid-July. This year, the scheduling caused some agony as the festival coincided with Shore Leave‘s weekend, back in July for the first time in a hemidecade, and Carbon Leaf, who are taking a sabbatical year, were playing a … Continue reading An Irish Weekend

A Quiet and Unplanned Baseball Game

Yesterday evening, after dropping off a coworker at the Light Rail, I drove into Towson for another Baltimore Redbirds baseball game. No magical reason for doing so; I’d been expecting to have to stay late at the office or possibly take editorial copy home to write, but Tuesday was incredibly productive in that I wrote … Continue reading A Quiet and Unplanned Baseball Game

An Evening of College Baseball

I hadn’t been to a baseball game in six weeks, not since I saw the Myrtle Beach Pelicans play the Frederick Keys, a game I called “a garbage game” because, frankly, the Keys played like stinky garbage. Then the Beetle died, I had to get together the money to replace it, and, finally, this week … Continue reading An Evening of College Baseball