My earliest memory is jumping over the couch when the Phillies won the 1980 World Series. I played centerfield once at Veterans Stadium, right next to Lenny Dykstra’s tobacco stains on the turf. When my infant son had surgery in the Bronx ten years ago and a couple of Yankees came through the recovery wing to sign autographs, I politely declined on my son’s behalf.
I might have said, “Tell me when Chase Utley gets here.” I’m a Phillies fan, and I hate the stinking Atlanta Braves, but even I love them more than Democratic Georgia U.S. Senate candidates Jon Ossoff and Raphael Warnock, who won’t say if they should keep their name.