Dear Eitan: Be A Man

Dear Eitan, It’s been a little while since I’ve written to you. We’ve all been busy, you and your mom and me, between work and going to the beach and playdates and all the other stuff that manages to occupy people’s time. We’ve been having a lot of fun together at the pool, playing catch […]

More Gutless; Ray Rice or Roger Goodell?

Ray Rice plays professional football in the NFL for the Baltimore Ravens. For the 2012 and 2013 seasons, he earned $25,000,000 for his ability to run with a football. Ray Rice is 5’8” tall. He weighs 212 lbs. He squats over 500 lbs and can bench press 405 lbs. On February 15th, he and his […]

Story Time: Rangers-Islanders 1999

I originally started writing this post as a connection to Eitan’s first baseball game but I got so involved in the story that it became its own post. I decided I enjoyed writing it so much that I would finish it and post it anyway, even though it was a long time ago and being […]

My Son’s First Baseball Game

This post would not have been possible without our friends, Daniel and Stephanie Rensing, and Stephanie’s father, Mr. Bob Jordan. We owe all of the memories of Eitan’s first baseball game to you guys. Please take a minute to check out their amazing line of baking products at The Smart Baker.   I don’t remember […]

5 Things Wrong With Soccer

I am not a hater. Every four years I get sucked into the World Cup and I bleed red, white, and blue.  Maybe not exactly, but I become a big fan.  It’s the same thing as the Olympics.  In the winter I turn into a huge bobsledding expert and in the summer I pretend to […]

Donald Sterling, from a Jewish Fan’s Point of View

From the beginnings of the Civil Rights era in the 1950s onward, the Jewish movement has always been in the forefront of racial equality. Jews and African-Americans have a long history of shared social justice. To this Jewish sports fan, Donald Sterling’s racist comments are particularly loathsome. Donald Sterling, a Jew, owns an NBA team, […]

A Tradition Unlike Any Other; Golf, the Masters, and the Family

On this second Sunday in April, 2014, I sat on the edge of the couch with Mort, my 82 year old Dad, and his 21 year old grandson Aaron; my only child. It was Masters Sunday; 63 holes played, only the back nine to go, where the Masters tourney is won and lost. Bubba Watson […]

Gamecock Baseball: More than a Game

“Dad” says Little Dude, “When I grow up I’m going to play baseball just like Grayson Greiner.” “That would be okay with me son” I replied. What brought this little exchange on? Well, let me set the scene for you as you get ready to watch this little clip. It’s the bottom of the ninth inning, bases loaded, two […]

Baseball With My Boys

I never was athletic as a child. My ideal summer days revolved around reading a book from the comfort of my bed in the air conditioning! I did, however, enjoy playing catch with my dad in the afternoons after he got home from work, and we would go over to the park to play baseball […]

Baseball is Evil

I don’t hate baseball. Baseball hates me. Don’t believe it? Read on and you’ll see. Baseball is evil and it’s trying to kill me. HereStanding / Foter / Creative Commons Attribution 2.0 Generic (CC BY 2.0) I was 5 years old. My cousin and I were playing with our Tonka trucks in a small sandpit […]