Thursday Tourney Picks

March 19, 2009

I’m back, just in time for my favorite time of year.

Last year, I went an incredible 38-25 in my round-by-round picks for the NCAA Tournament (N.B.: the “incredible” is a bit of what we in the business call “editorializing”). This year, the goal is to top that number, and I’m off to a good start with my choice of Morehead State in the play-in Opening Round Game Tuesday night.

THURSDAY AFTERNOON

No. 2 Memphis v. No. 15 Cal State-Northridge

Word on the street is that CS-Northridge has a pretty good journalism school, which means they’ll cover the hell out of this rout by Memphis. Tigers, 82-54.

P.S. How wrong was it of the Committee to schedule the Matadors’ first Tournament game in eight years on the first day at 9:20 a.m. local time?

No. 8 LSU v. No. 9 Butler

I can’t imagine an SEC team that went 13-3 in conference has ever been seeded this low, but on the plus side, when Joe Alleva’s squad loses in the first round–which it was going to do almost certainly regardless of matchup–it doesn’t look that bad. Watch out for Butler freshman forward Gordon Hayward, who reminds me of a young Adam Morrison. The Bulldogs get their shot at UNC, 65-58.

No. 8 BYU v. No. 9 Texas A&M

VENGEANCE! The Aggies knocked out the Cougars in an 8-9 game last season, but Lee Cummard, Jonathan Tavernari and BYU will strike back this afternoon. Plus, don’t be surprised if the Cougs give Connecticut a run in round two. BYU, 74-66.

No. 1 North Carolina v. No. 16 Radford

Three years ago, after the four No. 1 seeds moved to 88-0 by winning by an average of just 14.5 points, I boldly proclaimed that No. 1 seeds would not get to 100-0. That looks stupid this year. Even without Ty Lawson, the Tar Heels can take care of the Highlanders, 88-59.

No. 1 Connecticut v. No. 16 Chattanooga

The Moccasins–although they go by Mocs now more often–are the last No. 14 seed to make the Sweet 16, and they did that with a team-oriented and future two-time NBA celebrity All-Star Game MVP Terrell Owens on the end of the bench. This year’s UT-C team didn’t even have to beat Davidson to win the SoCon, letting Charleston do its dirty work. UConn’s three losses in 2009? Pitt, Pitt and Syracuse in six overtimes. I’m not worried about the Huskies or Jim Calhoun’s salary. UConn, 82-60.

No. 5 Purdue v. No. 12 Northern Iowa

The Missouri Valley has a proud tradition of upsets in the Tournament, but it’s been a down year in the Valley and UNI doesn’t have the Cinderella potential of the typical MVC champ. This doesn’t mean, however, that I’m as high on the Boilermakers as most. Purdue won the Big Ten Tournament with Robbie Hummel supposedly healthy again. That should be tested in a second-round matchup with Washington. Purdue, 68-56.

No. 7 California v. No. 10 Maryland

Is it just me, or is Cal always a 6-10 seed when it’s in the Tournament? The Golden Bears haven’t been to the Sweet 16 since Tony Gonzalez was wearing navy, but they’ll get their shot at Memphis by continuing to hit their threes against Maryland. Cal leads the nation in 3-point percentage, and the Terrapins won’t be able to zone it up like they did Wake Forest. Jerome Randle will show that he, and not Greivis Vasquez, is the best point guard in this matchup. Plus, Jamal Boykin knows how to beat Maryland. Cal, 73-67.


Tim Tours the South: Cary

July 11, 2008

So this was a long time ago, but I still don’t think I’ve really cooled down about it. I agreed to go to Cary free of charge to cover a UNC-Coastal Carolina super-regional game for U-WIRE in June (I’m too lazy to look up the date…it was a Saturday). Cary is roughly 25-30 minutes away, and so I left for the 1:00 game at roughly 12:15 to make sure I arrived there in plenty of time to set up shop in a hopefully air-conditioned press room on a 104-degree day. But, due to some misdirection (get it?) from MapQuest, it took me AN HOUR AND A HALF and a lot of phone calls back to Wey and Madeleine in the apartment to get to Cary. I only missed the first two or so innings, meaning I got to spend seven of them in the fanned press tent (so it was about 90 in there) during UNC’s easy win. The interview room after the game was easily 110 degrees, as sweat was pouring down my face the entire time, forcing me to put away my laptop for fear of short-circuiting it.

So it took me forever to get there to see a game I didn’t care about that wasn’t even close on a ridiculously hot day. And I didn’t even make anything from it. In other words, I’m never going to Cary again.


Tim Tours the South: Pulaski

July 11, 2008
On June 20, I made my first trip through the Appalachians to Pulaski, VA (my favorite minor-league baseball town named after an American military hero who couldn’t speak English) to see baseball’s return to Pulaski (they had a team up to 2006, but the Blue Jays left, leaving Pulaski team-less [repeat, team-less] in 2007).

The now-Pulaski Mariners play in Calfee Park, the oldest stadium in the Appalachian League. It’s a weird ballpark because they redid everything down the right-field line with seats and unique boxes with a table and chairs for families, but left the left-field line old-fashioned with concrete bleachers where fans bring their own chairs. It looks pretty run-of-the-mill for the Appy League (I’ve also been to Danville, VA), but it was a great atmosphere for Opening Night. They had over 2,000 people there, which, according to the Roanoke Times reporter next to me, was the most he’d ever seen there.

The trip north to Pulaski was actually quite tranquil. I got to drive past Pilot Mountain, which led to the following internal argument:

Wow, that’s a pretty cool mountain.

Is that a house on the top?

What? A house?

Yea, it looks kind of like a house on the top.

It would be pretty sweet to have a house on top of a mountain.

Yea, it looks like some sort of Faulknerian mansion up there.

Faulknerian?

Well, it looks like the kind of house covered in ivy on my cover of The Sound and the Fury.

Wait a minute. That can’t be a house.

Yea, that would be impractical.

How would anyone get there?

That would be an insane driveway.

Not to mention in poor weather.

But it really does look like ivy on top of a house. Maybe it’s an abandoned house! Like it was too tough to get to on a regular basis.

Those are probably trees.

But it’d be cooler if it were a house.

Here, judge for yourself:

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/31/Pilot_Mountain_US-52_in_NC_071102.JPG 

(This is from Wikipedia. I did take a similar picture with my phone because my digital camera was in the backseat. So, I decided not to be reckless, and instead responsibly opted for the left-hand-on-the-wheel, right-hand-reaching-down-into-pocket-and-then-focusing-camera-phone-on-mountain with eyes-set-firmly-on-the-camera-phone-and-not-the-road path.)

The mountains got bigger as I moved further north, and I eventually stopped at a Scenic View place on one of the roads to take a couple snapshots with my new digital camera (devotees of The Tim Blog may remember his regret when he didn’t have a digital camera to capture the beauty of a mullet outside Wal-Mart in Zebulon). Here’s a sample:

 

That road was also the coolest I ever drove on, as it zigs back and forth no fewer than a dozen times. Plus, going to the park, it was downhill, so I came dangerously close to careening into the guardrail on numerous occasions.

I got there in about 2.5 hours, which astounded the reporter from Roanoke. “You made it in 2.5 hours??? From Durham??? What were you drivin’: a Lamborghini???” (The triple question mark is an insufficient attempt to express his level of incredulity. And he pronounced Lamborghini in a distinctly Southern way, more like lam-BOOR-GEE-NEE.) I mean, I guess I drove kind of fast, but MapQuest listed it as a 2:50 drive, so I wasn’t setting any land-speed records.

The ride home took about the same amount of time even though I was kind of rushing because I needed to e-mail my story and Pulaski apparently has no wireless internet (sorry, this sounds overly condescending). But, it did provide some more road-sign highlights, including:

I had never seen this one before, but apparently it’s quite common. It just makes me think that cutting off the thumb is the penalty for said violation.

I see this more than any other sign on the road. Can’t it be solved by a simple question on the Driver’s Test, such as: “True or False: bridges ice/freeze faster than roads 98% of the time.”

This is naturally my least favorite sign on the road, but also a little redundant. In “Homer’s Odyssey,” one of the all-time worst Simpsons episodes, Homer becomes an advocate for road signs, and he gets carried away, and soon there are signs that read, “Sign Ahead.” Isn’t that what this one is? It’s like an introduction to the imminent sign.

And this was my favorite. I did some reading up on it, and it turns out that they are more common and somewhat practical, but imagine my consternation when coming on this sign for the first time. The sign I saw included the right arrow, so my first thought was, “Oh no, get left! Left!” Even after finding out the purpose of the Runaway Truck Ramp, I wondered how come I only saw three of these in a short span of ten miles. Is this an area more prone to runaway trucks? If so, can’t we make this area safer? And if I’m a truck driver, am I kind of rooting for my brakes to go out in this span just in case? Like, “Phew, at least my brakes went out with a runaway truck ramp shortly ahead. What if it had happened some miles later?” Needless to say, this occupied my mind for 2+ hours.

That ran long, but I’ll be back with some more Tim Tours the South later this week.


Interview with Matt DeSalvo, Part II

July 11, 2008

Here’s Part II of my conversation with Richmond Braves’ pitcher (and former Yankee) Matt DeSalvo about his love for reading. Part II focuses on his writing career, culminating in a novel. To read Part I, which dives into DeSalvo’s impressive reading habits, just scroll down a little.

TIM: You’re also a writer and you actually wrote a novel?

Matt DeSalvo: Yea, I have a few ideas for writing and after the first one…. I wrote a novel about a girl I was in love with at the time. It’s a story about love and a person’s journey–basically how love changes for a person. When we’re younger, we think that love is gonna be—well it is for some people—for me, I thought the first girl I ran into, and that was gonna be it. That was a mistake [laughs]. You go through different stages of your life where love is different. Then in college, I started trying to map a girl where I wanted to look like this, act like that. You ain’t gonna find a girl that fits your exact mold. You have to give and take. Actually, it’s kind of exciting when a girl doesn’t have the qualities that you thought. Like, I want a girl with blue eyes. Maybe you’ll find some fine-ass young woman that has green eyes that make you wanna be with her the rest of your life. And it may just be her eyes. She may not have any other qualities. Sometimes, love changes for different people. Definitely my previous relationship, I realized that. You may have one girl, one month tell you that she is head over heels and there ain’t nothin’ gonna change. But distance does, and lack of time does, especially when you’re young. And love is constantly evolving. In my mind, in everyone’s mind, it’s just how well does your partner listen to you and keep up with that constant evolution of love. And do they adapt well? You see a lot of people who are in love, and they don’t really listen well to their partner. And, all of a sudden they’re loving that person how they wanted to be loved a year ago, and they require different things. It’s not necessarily a lack of communication; it’s a lack of listening. You can say all you want to a person, but if they’re not really listening, you’re not really gonna get anywhere. So that’s what that’s kind of about.

When did you write that?

My first full year of professional baseball—2004 I think.

About how long did it take? How’d you find the time?

Wrote it on the bus. I shared it with a few guys I played baseball with. Different people deal with their emotions differently. If someone’s angry, one guy may punch a wall, another guy may just seclude himself, another guy might say, ‘Alright, I’m gonna go out and drink my ass off.’ Whatever. I decided I’m gonna try and figure this out. So I kind of tried to break everything down. For the most part, it’s the story of our relationship. And it got to the point where we got up to the present, how’s the future gonna play out? And that’s where it became fictitious?

Happy ending?

There was a happy ending, but in reality no.

Life never imitates art the way it’s supposed to.

That’s true.

Did you ever think about trying to get it published?

Nah. I wrote it for her, and it was kind of her story. She has it. She could have thrown it away, I don’t know. I could probably recreate it, the main plot, from memory. There was a lot of philosophy on love that I was hoping she would get because she wasn’t a girl that ever asked me questions about how I felt. It was something that was for her; it wasn’t really for anybody else to read. I think I sent it in somewhere, or my buddy did for me, but I didn’t really pursue it. There are tons of book ideas that I’ve had that I probably will wait until my career is over to pursue something. Or until I have somebody when I’m in the big leagues say, ‘Hey, you should write a story about this.’ And I’m like, ‘You know what? I think it’s about time.’ Till then, I don’t really give a shit. I definitely have interesting stories but I guess I’m not ready for that yet.

Do you write at all now?

Yea, I don’t keep a journal where I’m like, ‘Today, I…’

[Laughs] I actually do.

There’s nothing wrong with that. In school we had to keep journals when I was in like eighth grade. It is fun to go back and be like, ‘What was I thinking when I was a kid?’ And I would actually read my journals in eighth grade talking about astronomy shit. And I’d be thinking, ‘What the hell is my damn teacher thinking? Everyone else is probably like, “Oh, I love Johnny. He’s so nice.”’ And I’m sitting here writing about astrophysics and shit like that. What the hell was I thinking?

The journal that I keep is things that I read. I have my interpretations or my ideas that have come from what I’ve read, and I keep them down. It’s interesting to me to see how a lot of the ideas cycle through all the different stories that I read. There’s a lot of recurring themes, whether it’s from a love story or a political essay. There’s a lot of themes. I just finished The Discourse on the Origins of Inequality, and his concluding argument was that inequality is found in people in society who try to conform to everyone else. And that was 220 years ago, and we still do the same thing. We try to follow that high-school society. Everyone wants to be popular; everyone wants to have that certain clothing, all of that to fall into certain trends. It’s kind of interesting to think that’s not something new; that’s something that’s followed humanity through millennia. There’s this man 220 years ago and he’s talking about inequality and you can find that in a love story, in a love triangle with some guy who’s in love with a girl just because of what she wears or what she’s showing, but he leaves some girl in the dust who has a great personality and a similar body, but she’s poor or they can’t marry because it’d be a shame to his family. You find that shit all the time. It’s just interesting to see that it doesn’t matter what type of story, where you find that story in the library. They all speak similar themes.

Would you ever consider writing a blog?

No, as much as I read, I don’t know how to use my computer very much. I know how to use it; I don’t know how to do any stuff like that. And my opinion is my opinion. I don’t need to push anything on anybody. I’ve told people stuff before, but I don’t try to force any ideas on anybody. I could have read all this stuff, and I could sound like the biggest idiot in the world. Something I tell my buddies all the time is, there can be a red apple on the table, and a group of us could be around it, but we all won’t see that same apple as red and don’t taste it all as sweet. There maybe be a colorblind person in the group who sees it as gray. That’s why a blog, I would never do that. That would just be inviting somebody to confront me or do some kind of conflict. I’m not putting my ideas out there to change anybody.


Articles

June 30, 2008

I’m not gonna post links to my articles on my main page anymore; you can get them just by clicking on the Articles page. Simple enough.


Tim Tours the South: Greensboro

June 30, 2008

So I haven’t updated in awhile outside of my articles, so I’m gonna catch up with my scintillating and eventually award-winning series, Tim Tours the South.

So I’ve been to Greensboro three times now in about the last month, meaning I should finally have a good feel for the Queen City (NOTE: Queen City is most certainly not the nickname of Greensboro. It is the nickname for CIncinnati, and possibly Charlotte.) My first trip out there was toward the end of May for my On Location stories, and I got the chance to drive around the residential area of Greensboro as I got lost on my way to the team’s old stadium, quite anachronistically called World War Memorial Stadium. (NOTE: A Wikipedia search validates my earlier claims about “Queen City” while adding several other cities to the list, including Plainfield, NJ!)

The residential area was pretty nice if a little condensed, with houses pretty tight together. One of the areas was called the Aycock Historical Neighborhood, giving me that homely East Campus feel. There were also some semi-rundown strip malls, but one of them was right next to a SONIC, meaning it was awesome. (I went with French Toast sticks–a long-time personal favorite that has been difficult to find since I can no longer go to Sunday brunch at the Marketplace–and a watermelon slush–which was excellent and sparked contemplation about the proper term for such a drink. This was a slush, but I’ve also seen slushies, slushees, and slush puppies. And don’t forget Icees…or is it Icies? I’m in over my head.)

As for the old World War Memorial Stadium, it was really old. It was tough to believe minor league baseball was played there only four seasons ago, although one “high-ranking source within the Greensboro organization” (i.e. some guy I talked to at the stadium) told me they don’t really take care of it anymore.

My favorite part about the stadium was how I butchered the same high-ranking official’s directions to get to the stadium: “You go out on this road, and just stay on that road, and then it’s on your left.” Fifteen minutes into the trip, I was back at the stadium, driving around perplexed (if there’s one thing I’ve learned about myself this summer, it is my supreme lack of direction) when I saw some war protestors. I thought about asking them how to get to World War Memorial Stadium, but I didn’t think they’d enjoy that.

My subsequent trips to Greensboro included a tour of commercial downtown, including the Greensboro Coliseum, North Carolina A&T, Greensboro College, and I assume their strict rivals, UNC-Greensboro (the latter-est of which was actually pretty cool-looking.) The Coliseum, meanwhile, kind of sneaks up on you, which seems impossible because of how big it is. (Ever since finding out that that was Cameron, I expect to be underwhelmed by basketball arenas, to the point that I thought a library “may have been” the 20,000+ capacity Greensboro Coliseum. I’m bad at proportions.)

But the highlight of the second trip? Most definitely my second visit to SONIC, where the watermelon slush was matched up this time with some fries. I didn’t have much ketchup, so the fries were a slight disappointment and left me regretting not going with the French Toast Sticks. But it’s nice to know there’s a SONIC only 50 minutes away.

The third trip was with my boss for the South Atlantic League All-Star Game, which I already discussed. I did little to no actual “touring,” so that doesn’t quite fit the already “common law” parameters of the Tim Tours the South series. Apologies.

I still have to catch up on trips to Pulaski, Myrtle Beach, and Hickory. I’ll get to them later in the week (I hope).


Interview with Matt DeSalvo, Part I

June 18, 2008

About a week and a half ago, I talked with Matt DeSalvo, a pitcher for the Richmond Braves who has spent time in the majors with the Yankees. DeSalvo is an avid reader, and I was talking to him for this feature that ran on MiLB last week. I thought we had a really interesting conversation that spanned over 45 minutes, and DeSalvo was very candid with me throughout the interview.

Since it’s so long, I’ve split it into a few parts. Here’s Part I, which focuses on his reading habits.

TIM: What are you reading right now?

Matt DeSalvo: I just finished three books, but I’ve got five of them right now. Constellation of Philosophy, One Heart, The Beast in the Jungle, Day of Doom, and Discourse on the Origins of Inequality.

It’s kind of tough to balance five. How do you do that?

Well, I don’t watch much TV. I like Lost, that and Family Guy, cartoon network—that’s kind of an awkward set of things. I usually just have them almost like I’m watching TV: I’ll read a chapter from each book. I’ve always been able to do that, and it’s interesting to me to do it that way. I get bored easy believe it or not. I don’t particularly enjoy reading; I like to learn. And it’s not like I have a teacher who can follow me to all the crazy places I go, so I just prepare reading. I’m a slow reader, too. Very slow reader. I take my time and try to understand everything. When I do read, I come up with my own ideas of stuff, and it’s a very slow process. It takes me a long time to read.

Those aren’t exactly James Patterson, summer-reading type things.

I read a lot of fiction, too. Not any new-age stuff. Like Beast in the Jungle, it speaks to me right now because it’s a very powerful story. It’s a short story; it’s only about 40 pages. Some days some books just speak to you. Some days they’re boring, and you say, ‘What the hell was I doing trying to read this book?’ But in the end, there’s some reason I picked them. This is something I did five years ago, and it’s kind of fun to look at the books that I’ve chosen for myself. But I’ll start off and it’s, ‘What the hell is this book about? What am I reading this for?’ and by the end I’m like, ‘Oh, okay.’ I knew what I was trying to tell myself way back when.

How’d you come up with that list of about 400 books?

I read two Encyclopedia of literature. One was Encyclopedia Britannica. I just went through and I read; it basically had a summary of each book, it had a lot of authors in it and what they had written. If there was a book I wasn’t sure about, I went on amazon.com and looked it up, read the summary on amazon.com. Some books were very similar. A lot of the romance stories were very similar, so I just picked one I thought that I would enjoy more and just dotted off the other one. I eventually narrowed my list from like 1200 books down to 400 I really would want to read. For instance, I can’t stand mystery novels. To me, they’re all the same. When I initially did my list, there’s like 1200, and a lot of them were mystery, and I was like, ‘I can’t deal with mystery.’ To me, they’re very similar. Someone does something, someone finds out. I like books that teach lessons.

The Beast in the Jungle is about a guy who had a girl in front of him his whole life, and he thought his life was meaningless. And the woman is on her deathbed, and they were best friends all their lives, and he goes to her house, she’s deathly ill, and he’s thinking to himself, ‘What am I gonna do when she’s gone?’ like a very selfish person. And she had been in love with him his whole life, ever since they were friends. And eventually she tells him that ‘I hope you never realize the worst thing you’ve ever done to yourself.’ And he’s like, ‘What are you talking about?’ And he knows that she knows him more than he knows himself. She’s just like, ‘I hope you never find out.’ She ends up dying, and he’s sitting at her tombstone one day, and he figures out what she said. And it was the fact that he didn’t love her—that was the greatest fault of his life. She was there in front of his face his whole life. He just never pulled the trigger on it.

Things like that, there are plenty of books that talk about that kind of thing, but there are very few that are very powerful and speak to you like that. It’s kind of like love. There’s plenty of hot girls you’re gonna see out there, but which one is gonna speak to you out of a crowd of hot girls. There’s only one or two that actually would, and that’s how we fall in love. You go into a roomful of 100 models and you’re like, ‘I’m taking all these girls home.’ But eventually you’re like, ‘They’re all the same.’ You’ll come across that one that blows your mind. Her looks won’t knock you off your feet but her total personale will just knock you on your ass. That was a very powerful book for me.

Do you have a favorite book?

I do. I don’t know, Beast in the Jungle is kind of at the top of the list right now. My second one would be–this is a book that was my favorite book until this road trip, and it had been that way for about 10 years–My Struggle to Become a Person by Hugh Prather. That was my favorite book. It’s a guy who picked up a book–I forget who wrote it–he’s a psychologist who wrote a book called On Becoming a Person. Hugh Prather, he wasn’t an author, he wasn’t a psychologist or anything, but he asked himself questions like, ‘Why do I do things? Why does that guy over there piss me off when I don’t even know him?’ And he realizes that it’s things he finds fault with himself. It’s in poem form, like 80 pages with 10 lines on a page. So you just float through it. But it’s very powerful in that it asks you to ask yourself questions, like, ‘Why the hell do I act this way? Why am I not this happy person?’ That’s why that was my favorite book.

Do you ever return to that and read it over?

The funny thing is I don’t like reading books over again. I think that’s why I read them slow and make sure I get it the first time. But I understand the idea that going back and reading it again, you probably find stuff you missed. But I can’t—like with movies, it’s a 2-hour movie, and I just can’t do it. With that book, for some reason, I’ve read it twice. It’s the only book I’ve ever kept. Usually with the books that I read, I make notes in them, put them in a little journal I keep with things that authors have spoken to me and stuff like that, and then I throw the book or give it away.

So you’ve got your favorite passages in there?

Yea, I hate to have things. I’m the complete opposite of a pack-rat. When I was a young kid, I always consolidated my things, so if I needed to get out, I’d be able to carry everything I needed with me. That’s the way I’ve always been, which fits my lifestyle perfectly. I have a suitcase full of clothes, a bookbag with my electronics—my computer, my iPod—and then I have a lockbox in my car with my financial stuff that I need. So that’s my life: three bags of luggage, a car, and no place to go.

Did you run up a big bill buying all these books?

Well, Christmastime, everyone just gets me gift cards to Barnes & Noble. And a lot of the short stories that I’ve read I can just get off the internet. And some of the poetry and a lot of the books are in libraries. I don’t take out books during the season. I use my gift cards to buy books for the season I’ve planned out. And in the off-season, I go home and I read books from the library. So I really don’t spend too much money on them.

How do you order what you read? Is it preset or is it, ‘I feel like this today’?

It’s kind of both. In the off-season, I’ll go home and I’ll try to pick one book to read a week, and maybe for the month I’ll pick four books. So it’s kind of randomness but also planned out. For the regular season, I’ll pick out spring training books and then I’ll order them and wait to where I go, and then I’ll go to Barnes & noble there and order like 20 books for the season. I’ll just read those whenever I get there. So I’m not carrying things with me. I’m only carrying the small stuff.

How big a dent have you made in the initial list?

I’m down to 123 right now. I just finished a book today. My goal this year was to read 50 books, and I’m down to 22.

That’s a pretty good pace.

Yea, it’s not bad.

And you said you read slow.

I know. First of all, downtime in baseball…. Right now, I have to look like the weirdest guy that’s ever played minor league baseball, sitting in a staircase, sitting here reading a book. People keep walking down the stairs looking like [laughs]. It’s kind of awkward.

Do you ever get teased in the clubhouse?

I do all the time. I get called “Psycho,” people think I’m building a bomb and stuff like that. It’s funny to me, I don’t really care. You find you surround yourself with people that are very similar to you, and I bust balls a lot. Everybody in the locker room—I’m that kind of guy where crazy stuff just comes out of my mouth all the time. I get that shit all the time. It doesn’t really matter what people say. For Christ’s sake, I was booed out of Yankee Stadium, 60,000 people telling me I suck. I think I can take a handful of guys telling me I’m weird because I read.

Does anyone give it to you the worst?

They all do it playfully. I don’t think anyone takes any offense to it. It depends on the day. I’ll be sitting there by the locker reading, and whoever’s first in will probably say something like, ‘Oh, fuck DeSalvo.’

Have you always been that bookish type, reading since you were a kid?

Yea, I have. But when I was a kid, you go through high school and college, you’re so busy. And you have to learn what you want to read. The smartest man in the world isn’t a man who’s surrounded by a library; it’s the person who knows how to find knowledge. And it’s not that guy who knows the Dewey Decimal system or the Library of Congress; it’s the guy who knows how to educate himself with what he’s gonna enjoy and how he knows how to learn. Some people can’t do what I do. Some people can’t sit down and read, teach themselves from a book and tie things together. Some people need conversation to tie things together. So I’m fortunate in that sense where I can just read and figure things out for myself.

How much did that help you in school, where if you’re confused about something, you can just read it and get it down?

Well in school, I didn’t really study in college. I was a typical jock, just here to play baseball. But I took the classes I wanted to. I went to a liberal arts college and I had to take certain classes to meet requirements, and I did that, but I did that on my own terms. I took a class called “Philosophy of Sex.” I didn’t take that because it was fulfilling a requirement; I took it because it was interesting to me. The teacher that taught me that was probably one of the better teachers I had at that school, and if I wouldn’t have taken that course, I would have never known who she was. I’m not sure I would have known how to come across the things I learned in that class if I hadn’t taken that class. I went for science, but there’s other things like art, I took piano classes in school. I didn’t take that to fill a musical course; I took that because, ‘Shit, I would like to learn how to play piano one day.’ It’s still one thing I want to learn to do, but it’s difficult to carry a piano on the road.

That doesn’t fit in the three luggage cases and the car.

But people around me know these things about me, and it’s very interesting for Christmas I got a little piano mat with 88 keys. You can roll it up. That’s great. Maybe next year, I have “Teach Yourself Piano Books,” so next year, who knows where the hell I’ll be? I can be at home. But maybe that will come with me.

You gotta throw those on the list.

You never know.


Appalachian League Preview

June 18, 2008

Here’s the preview I wrote for the Appalachian League, a rookie-ball league that began play this week.

I’ll probably be heading out to a couple of these stadiums during the summer, at least to see No. 1 overall pick–and fellow Tim–Tim Beckham play for the Princeton Devil Rays.

And here’s other stuff I did Monday:


South Atlantic League All-Star Game

June 18, 2008

So I was in Greensboro last night–my third trip to NewBridge Bank Park–for the South Atlantic League All-Star Game. Here are links to my game story and game notes, along with the home page for the game.

It was definitely a cool atmosphere, much better than any other minor league game I’ve been to so far. The Home Run Derby before the game was a highlight, as Greensboro’s Michael Stanton and Hagerstown’s Michael Burgess were hitting some mammoth shots. Burgess, who ended up winning the derby, was particularly impressive, hitting 16 long balls in three rounds–several of which went over the 70-foot-high scoreboard in right-center field. I expected more of the players to struggle in the derby–they are A-level minor-leaguers after all–but they certainly put on a show.

Another highlight was getting to talk to Andre Dawson and Tony Perez, two guys that combined for 15 All-Star appearances in the majors. While I was prepping for the brief interviews, I tried to remember if either of them had made the Hall of Fame, concluding, “I think Dawson recently made it, and Perez is still snubbed” when in fact it is the opposite. So, when talking to Dawson, I was all “I’m talking to a Hall of Famer!” when I was, as usual, mistaken. Dawson was very easy to talk to, even explaining his infamous blank contract with the Cubs back in the ’80s.

The game itself wasn’t that exciting, as the North won easily, 13-4. The biggest ovation of the night probably came after Greensboro reliever Corey Madden–who I profiled last month on MiLB–came on in the eighth and struck out Yamaico Navarro Rick Vaughn style–with three fastballs right by him. Madden struck out the leadoff hitter in the ninth before exiting to a raucous crowd and earning a curtain call. It was too late to name him “Pitcher of the Game,” but with the help of the Greensboro media director, he did earn “Best Alaskan.”

All in all, it was a cool experience, and I’m looking forward to doing it again next week in Myrtle Beach.


Faces on the Farm

June 15, 2008

Here are my two latest stories:

These are two of my more interesting stories–at least for me–because I spent a fair amount of time with each guy. I talked to DeSalvo for over 45 minutes about his reading and writing hobbies and his career, and he was as open as could be. (I may, in fact, post a lot of the interview here, as I wasn’t able to get a whole lot of into the still-quite-long story.)

I spent about 75 minutes with Holloway last week before a game, and he was just a really fun guy. Also candid and straightforward, and it was very easy to talk to him. I hope that comes across in the story.