I fell in love with baseball. I fell out of love with baseball. I fell back in love with baseball.
Baseball is a lot like the other things that sustain me … especially my Yoga. For me, it all weaves together. It’s the stillness and the joyful slowness of this simple, not-so-simple sport that seems to have a lot in common with my Yoga mat.
Baseball was my Yoga, before Yoga was my Yoga.
Not as much spitting in Yoga.
But, both baseball and Yoga … always seeking a path to home.
(This deep, inspiring stuff? I’m just messing with you.)
But, I do love that baseball and Yoga each demand patience, focus, balance.
This is me, The Baseball Bloggess, on the mat.
And in the bleachers.
And, The Baseball Bloggess “as seen on” ESPN. (Is this how you take a selfie?)
I bleed Orange & Black. That’s for the Baltimore Orioles — loyal to the end. But, I was born on the other coast, so I have a teeny-tiny warm spot in my heart for the San Francisco Giants.
And, I bleed Orange & Blue and enjoy close-to-home baseball from our season seats in Section C at the University of Virginia. I’ve seen a lot of baseball over the years and some of the best, most exciting, and inspiring baseball I’ve ever seen has been at UVa. Go ‘Hoo’s!
I’m proud to be a member of SABR, the Society for American Baseball Research, and the Baseball Bloggers Alliance.
The Baseball Bloggess has been recognized by Freshly Pressed for commentary on the history of vote manipulation in the All-Star Game (which is funnier than it sounds) and on the use of performance enhancing drugs (PEDs) in baseball (which isn’t funny at all).
In October 2016, The Baseball Bloggess was named a Discover Blog for writing about “the game and its rich history with a mixture of deep knowledge and humor.” This might be the nicest thing anyone has ever said about me. (“Gee, your hair looks nice today,” is now a distant second.)
Plus, this blog has been called “fun” by Forbes Magazine. Seriously. Forbes.
And, if I haven’t proven my baseball bona fides to you yet … you can find me in the crowd scenes in Major League II. (I’m one of a couple thousand Orioles fans pretending to be Indians fans. It was filmed at Camden Yards; squint and you might see me. I can’t, but maybe you will.)
I really appreciate that you took a few minutes to spend your 7th-inning stretch with me.
Here are some things you’ll find on here:
Posts on the Baltimore Orioles are here.
Posts on the University of Virginia Cavaliers are here.
My five-part series on some of baseball’s most unusual Spring Training locations, from Catalina to Shreveport to Charlottesville, VA … click here.
The myth of Buttercup Dickerson … click here.
My interview with Kay “Tubby” Johnston, the first girl to play on a boy’s little league team … click here.
A bunch of quirky baseball history, from Babe Ruth and Willie Mays to those cup-of-coffee players who played in just one big-league game … click here.
And, here’s The Virginia-Born Baseball Project, where Editor/Husband and I foolishly decide to visit more than 100 locations in Virginia, the birthplaces of every major league baseball player … start here. (Spoiler Alert: It’s going to take us forever.)
If you’re interested in straight-up Yoga talk (or want to stop by my Yoga studio in Orange, Virginia), visit www.peacefulhands.com
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