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During the final winter of my unmarried youth (a.k.a. just before I got engaged), I took a trip to France with my buddy Jeff that […]
Phenoms live only in books and movies, and the enigmatic Casey Fox is no exception. Tooke's tense and tight debut novel relates Fox's meteoric rise […]
Where would Nomar be without Mellor? Okay, he'd still be the Red Sox shortstop, but the infield grass at Fenway wouldn't be nearly as green […]
A highly capricious poll I conducted recently on the meaning of Oktoberfest yielded the following answers from contemporaries: a “theme” party with people dressed like […]
Ted Williams and his “guys”—Dom DiMaggio, Bobby Doerr, and Johnny Pesky—were the four horses that pulled the Red Sox through the 1940s and '50s. Framed […]
Remember Zima? Of course you do. Way back in 1993, when your stock portfolio was, like, double its current value, nothing was more satisfying after […]
Dom DiMaggio speaks for all Bostonians when he writes in the foreword to this dazzling collection of essays about the Splendid Splinter, “Ted Williams was […]
I’ve been called many things in my lifetime (especially by my wife), but “prescient” isn’t one of them. However, I think I’ve spotted a trend […]
If the gourmand James Beard, the uncontested champion of cream and butter, were still alive and chomping, I have no doubt that he would try […]
It was the best of seasons, it was the worst of seasons. In 1975, baseball fans reveled in an extraordinary summer, which culminated in what […]