When I think about baseball, I don't think about the wonders of stats. I think more about the individual oddities, not just Barry Bonds on steroids and the strange ESPN show "Bonds On Bonds." I think of it as Roger Kahn wrote in the seminal "The Boys of Summer." And sometimes, I think of baseball as the perfect quirky non-fiction meets fiction, something out of Paul Quarrington's freak-filled "Home Game." I wonder what could go into a killer change up beyond a good eye and a good arm. I wonder about mindset—if a player lost in poker on Bodog.com before the bat is thrown angrily after a strike out. I think about the influences of the catcalls of fans, about streaks and complexities, and little things that no one but semi-obsessed baseball... More >>>