HOUSTON — The ball was coming straight for us. Of all that I remember from the 2001 World Series, the ball coming straight for us was what stays with me most.
The overflow media was in the left field stands in Arizona at what was then called Bank One Ballpark. For years at Yankee Stadium — first as beat writers for The Post and Newsday, later as columnists — I had sat next to my pal, Jon Heyman. And we were side-by-side now as a dramatic Game 7 unfolded in front of us.
Because of the combination of late start times and restrictive deadlines, I was writing Yankees’ dynasty continues in the top of each inning and that it ends in the bottom, working on two columns simultaneously, typing away, looking up at the pitch, typing away.