We are the sentimental types. When asked of favorite this and favorite that, the majority of the time our answers reflect something that either happened in our childhood, or makes us remember fondly, those childhood days (hence Mr Bueller behind our blog's title). Tonight instead of ogling a beautiful person we offer up a beautiful peace of literature for you to read.
Where once was a platform for many a talented scribe, the world of sports writing, like most of the world today, has been "dummied down" so that focus groups are appeased and the masses are drawn in. This in turn leaves the intelligent reader marginalized, and left searching.
Tonight we stumbled upon an ESPN.com article about growing-up and growing-old that touched us. It made us envious of the authors stories and memories, got us thinking about some of our own, and left us nostalgic for good sports writing.
Even if you're not a sports fan, it is a beautiful article that's about much more than sport. Here is the link: http://sports.espn.go.com/espn/page2/story?page=moehringer/080929&sportCat=mlb&lpos=spotlight&lid=tab5pos1
And our favorite paragraph:
All love is indefensible, especially stadium love, which has nothing to do with aesthetics. The first stadium you see is the one you love, end of story. Maybe not see, but enter, since every baseball stadium is a complex delivery mechanism for that first view of its inner pastoral utopia. You leave the hot gritty streets, you walk through the long dark tunnel, you burst forth into that vista of sunlight and cool grass -- that's the moment you become a fan. It's as irrevocable, as seminal, as when you come through that other long dark tunnel, into the arms of a doctor who grabs your ankles and slaps your ass. And you have just as much choice in the matter.
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