Jan 17, 2018 | Diamond Devotions
I think the best ballpark food I’ve eaten was in Baltimore. Between Boog’s BBQ in right field, the cinnamon pretzels in the concourse, and the loaded Italian sausages all over, Camden Yards is not just a great place to watch a game. It’s a great...
Dec 8, 2017 | Diamond Devotions
In the past thirty years, a welcome trend occurred across the baseball landscape. Old, multipurpose, “cereal bowl” stadiums were razed in favor of new ballparks with a classic look and feel. There is something unique about each one. An often-overlooked...
Sep 18, 2017 | Diamond Devotions
You could see him crumble during the postgame conversation. He’d had a tough game. He knew it. Everyone knew it. And especially his dad–his coach–knew it. But he didn’t crumble until his dad’s crushing words slammed against him outside...
Aug 18, 2017 | Diamond Devotions
Sometimes a baseball team considers itself more like a family. They can pick on one another individually, but if someone from the outside messes with them, watch out. They rally to one another’s aid with incredible unity and force. I played for teams like that....
Jul 18, 2016 | Diamond Devotions
I could always hit a fastball. It didn’t matter how hard they threw it, I could eventually catch up with it. The splitter was a different story. It looked just like a fastball, until it didn’t. I was lost, flailing at it with no chance of making contact....
