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In my "day job," I'm the features and sports editor for a weekly New Jersey newspaper. I'm also the editor of the Bibliography Committee Newsletter for the Society for American Baseball Research (SABR).
I did a piece on the award-winning cartoonist and he was nice enough to "immortalize" me.
What I'm reading now:
Heidegger and a Hippo Walk Through Those Pearly Gates: Using Philosophy (and Jokes!) to Explore Life, Death, the Afterlife, and Everything in Between, by Catchcart and Klein
What I just read:
Paul McCarthey: A Life:, by Peter Ames Carlin
Grade: B. Pleasant enough; no sensational material. McCartney could be a right bastard at times, but aren't we all?
What's next:
L'Époque Glorieuse des Expos, by Alain Usereau
My article on the later biographies of Babe Ruth appears in
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My article on the Mets' 1969 post-season appears in

* The joy of sections
6 04 2009One of the major complaints from fans and (especially) non-fans is that the games take too long.
Don’t look at it as a lot of down time; instead perceive it as a chance to catch up on your reading.
That’s why I love compilations such as those published by The Washington Post’s Thomas Boswell and Roger Angell, a long-time contributor to The New Yorker and basebal’s de facto laureate. Many of the pieces in such classics as Why Time begins on Opening Day (Boswell) and Five Season: A Baseball Companion (Angell) are just long enough to get through during an inning change, commercial time-out, or pitching substitution. In addition, the editing has been done for you. These volumes, available in paperback, are small and light enough to take to the ballpark without undue difficulty.
Granted, some of the columns are dated, but isn’t that part of the enjoyment of the game — to go back over its history and see hoe much — or how little — things have changed?
You can probably find any of the Boswell/Angell titles at your local used book store or online quite easily. For even more literary enjoyment, go back a couple of generations, to the writings of Paul Gallico, Ring Lardner, or John Kieran. The prose might be a little purple for modern sensibilities, but remember, “back in the day,” this was it as far as most sports entertainment went.