I adore baseball in every way it's possible to do so: see it live, play it (rarely but longingly), view it on
MTV.TV, read about it.

I always read at least two baseball books each summer. (One of this summer's reads is
Dan Okrent's
Nine Innings.) My interest in the 1950s of course leads me to baseball through another route--actually it's three interests converging: baseball, the 50s, and poetry. The best expression I know of this is
Gerald Early's essay published in the
American Poetry Review in July/August 1996, "Birdland: Two Observations on the Cultural Significance of Baseball." I put an
excerpt from this essay on my
1950s site.