Baseball’s Back, And I’m Smeared All Over The Newsstands
Baseball’s back. As I write this, I’m back in the pressbox at Turner Field, watching the Braves make fewer mistakes than the Phillies in Atlanta’s home opener. It’s a perfect spring evening, the kind that makes you want to wax rhapsodic about the green cathedrals of baseball and all that other romantic hoo-hah spewed forth by the kind of people who couldn’t hit a beach ball with a two-by-four.
Anyway, it’s been a good last couple weeks. Got back from a vacation in Destin, Florida during which I stuffed myself with barbecue and Turbo Dog beer, took the kids out in the Gulf on a canoe, and spent some fine time in one of the finest bookstores in the South. (Sun Dog Books in Seaside–here’s a picture somebody took.)
And lately, I’ve enjoyed the fruits of my January labor, with multiple stories hitting the stands all over the country. Here in Atlanta, Atlanta magazine published my profile of local sports radio station 790 The Zone–you can read the piece here. (The gang at 790 apparently dug the article so much they compared me on-air to Hemingway and Faulkner. Hey, they know sports AND literature. Good cats.)
Also, in response to my mother’s requests to write an article she could show her friends, I published a piece in Richmond magazine on several former Richmond Braves. (It’s not online; I’ll post a copy here once the issue’s off the stands.) And this month, the Chicago Sports Review is running my cover story on the legacy of Sammy Sosa. Next month, I’ll make my debut in Bluff magazine with a story on pro ballplayers who play poker.
Got a few other projects on tap, including a whopping four comics series–RIPPED (time travel/conspiracy), THE NETWORK (superheroes), SUNSHINE STATE (Florida crime), and XL (giant monsters)–all are lumbering toward completion of the pitch packages, and I’ll be posting samples here in the near future.
So, yeah–there’s a lot of JB goodness out there and en route. Enjoy, eh?