Drawing on the reminiscences of forty-five fervent fans, this spellbinding oral history celebrates baseball’s powerful hold on our national consciousness-from a journalist who remembers his excitement when he first saw Jackie Robinson in the majors to a nun who looks back fondly on her stint at the Texas Rangers’ fantasy camp.
Fans tell their own stories. Fans like me who treat baseball like life or religion.
At one time, people could run on the field in Fenway Park for baseballs. Ushers tried to get them back, but people would pass them down a row to hide them.
There are stories here about the Negro Leagues and women's leagues. One is from a blind man who went to games and listened on the radio. Another a nun who played with other nuns. And a Japanese man who played in detainment camps in WWII.
In my life, I've witnessed the first Japanese players, who are now a big part of major league baseball, as well as the first black players. One thing that troubles me is that I always hoped to see a woman break into the majors. It's more difficult now with the softball leagues. I may never see it in my lifetime.
Very enjoyable. If you're from a certain vintage you'll flash back on so many things that we did as kids-wiffle ball, pickle, going to the ball park and trying to get autographs, listening to the radio when you were supposed to be asleep. A fun, nostalgiac read. A must for a baseball fan of the Baby Boomer era (and before)