Category: Fandom

Clayton Kershaw was born my sophomore year of high school. For reasons that we need not get into here, I cannot possibly be his father. However, when he takes the mound — and especially when he takes the mound late in the game — and especially when he takes the mound late in a post-season game — I may as well…

So you want to own a baseball team?  Who doesn’t?  We sit in the stands, we sit on the couch, we think we have all the answers. More cogent player personnel decisions, check. A more efficient parking system at the stadium, check. Cheaper beer, of course. A better variety of food, done. Fire that damn…