The recap is late tonight, and that is because three hours ago I was standing in the left field bleachers, handing out EH cards in the Maple Grove. We get a lot of flak here at the site, both overt and covert (although Twitter is, last I checked, a public forum) for not being critical enough, for being too close to the team, for “drinking the Kool-Aid,” a reference as insensitive as it is outdated. Personally, I try to remember to wear my two hats. When I am wearing my recap hat, which I think of as an old-timey fedora with a PRESS badge, I’m sitting at home, as I did yesterday, red pen in hand to chart Marco’s pitches in the peculiar shorthand I have taught myself, someone raised outside the inner sanctum of Little League, the two-column notes an adaptation of the Cornell system I was taught in college.
A joyful night at the ballpark: Paxton returns, leads the team to victory, 2-0
