I’m in the latest issue of a Canadian kids’ magazine. Here’s the front cover…
And here I am on page 10, truly honored to be a part of “Weird Zone.”
Yes, it’s the famous bathtub pic, originally taken for “People Magazine” in the summer of 1999. This specific shot was taken during a break with MY camera, which means I can’t get sued for letting other publications use it.
If there’s anything I’d change about this OWL piece (other than the one and a half factual errors–can you spot them?), I would’ve used more interesting “secrets.” The three that were chosen by the editors are as basic as it gets. Don’t you think kids would rather read that I ask for balls in different languages and own all 30 major league hats and have a contraption in my glove that allows me to lower it on a string and pick up balls that are out of reach?
I don’t mean to complain. I loved magazines like this when I was a kid…and I’m really just a big kid now…which means I still love them. I wasn’t joking when I said I’m honored to be in it, “Weird Zone” and all.
For a complete list of articles about my collection, click here.
I know, I know, I haven’t posted anything for a while. I’m just really enjoying the offseason and all the free time that comes with it. I actually have a social life these days. It’s amazing!
This week, I’m back in “crazy writer mode,” working on the proposal for what I hope will be my next baseball book.
Other than that, there’s not much going on in my baseball world. I will say, though, that one of the tourists I met in Costa Rica—I forget if it was the guy from Sweden or Finland—had never heard of Babe Ruth. He could only name ONE baseball player. (Two, if you count “Kevin Costner.”) Anyone want to take a guess?
The Rawlings baseball factory was a bust, but I did pick up some valuable information during my week in Costa Rica. Thanks to some fellow tourists staying at our resort, I learned how to ask for a ball in Swedish and Finnish.
With CAPS indicating where to put the emphasis, the Swedish request sounds like this:
“CAS-ta heet BAUL-en ar doo SNELL.”
And in Finnish:
“HAY-ta PAHL-oh-tahn-eh KEE-tose.”
Are there any Swedish or Finnish ballplayers? No, not yet. But just you wait. In fact, no, don’t wait. Learn these phrases now so you’ll be prepared. I’d learned the request in Korean long before there were Korean major leaguers…and let’s just say it’s been rewarding.
In addition to Swedish, Finnish, and Korean, I can ask for a ball in Spanish, French, German, Japanese, Chinese, Urdu, Russian, Bulgarian, Turkish, Gaelic, Serbo-Croatian, Albanian, Hebrew, Yiddish, Swahili, Italian, Vietnamese, Thai, Tagalog, Greek, and American Sign Language.
If you’re fluent (and I mean fluent) in any language I haven’t just mentioned or used, we need to talk.
Sorry for the long gap between entries. I’ve been busy with the holidays and various non-baseball activities.
Anyway, two quick things:
1. I’m leaving tomorrow for a week in Costa Rica (and I won’t have Internet access). Unfortunately, my attempt to visit the Rawlings baseball factory fell through, so I’ll have to settle for exploring the rain forest and relaxing on the beach.
2. A few days ago, I got an e-mail from a guy who works for a national “High Definition TV station.” There’s a show about sports memorabilia…they’re interested in my collection…I wrote back…and haven’t heard back…so who knows.
That’s the news.
I’m outta here…