Showing posts with label baseball. Show all posts
Showing posts with label baseball. Show all posts
11.05.2022
barrel of the bat
The last line was like Babe Ruth’s ‘called shot’: He all but said it was coming and then with one swing of a line, he delivered.
6.17.2015
hot prospect
Some critics are like baseball scouts looking for the kid with the sinking fastball. Only instead of sitting along the left field line in an almost empty minor league stadium, they scour the pages of nearly unread literary magazines.
10.28.2012
play ball
Baseball seems to be the sport favored by poets, especially in San Francisco.
Labels:
baseball,
san francisco,
sport
10.18.2012
11.02.2009
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