Tagged: World Series

Little Big Man

I’ve followed the career of David Eckstein for a number of years now. One reason is my son is about the same stature, in every sense of the word. He wasn’t given much of an opportunity to play sports because of his size, and as a parent it was painful to watch. He is now a triathlete. I pointed out Eckstein to him as a role model, something fathers usually don’t do to their adult sons. That speaks volumes for Eckstein, as does the fact he has had to scrap for everything he has achieved.

It’s not the size of the dog in the scrap that matters, it is size of the scrap in the dog. That scrappiness undid the Tigers, as his MVP trophy attests. Notice it wasn’t some beefed up basher who won the MVP; instead it was the little man who came up big. Maybe this is a fitting end to the steroid era. Maybe the contracts will start going to baseball players, not circus freaks. It was interesting to note that Eckstein, who is probably vastly underpaid, admitted he has never bought a new car.

He’s now driving the Corvette. Good for him. Good to see.

Congratulations to the 2006 World Champion Cardinals

This was fitting. In 2004 they were clearly the best team in baseball, and lost. Like much of the country, I rooted for the Red Sox that year, and basically have regretted it ever since. I’ve been hoping for some recompense, and this year it was in the Cards. It was especially gratifying to see Eckstein crowned MVP; in many respects Eck epitomizes this year’s club. Enjoy it, Cardinal fans. You’re a class act.

— Michael Norton

An Officer and a Baseball Fan

This has little to do with baseball, I suppose, but there are some things more important than baseball, so I hope you will forgive an old man’s pride in his son. Chris, my sometimes co-author on Some Ballyard, received news yesterday that he has been accepted into the officer program of your U.S. Navy. I can attest he has worked hard, very hard, to become a leader and a fine sailor, overcoming the follies of youth to become a proud, strong young man.

He received the news waiting in an airport en route to the Middle East, where he will be deployed for an indeterminate amount of time.

Of course behind every great man is a great woman, and his wife, Amita, will somehow hold together their home while he is off serving his country. Me? Well, I’ll help out with the grand kids.

We all have to make our sacrifices 😉

He asked me to record the World Series for him. It is hard to comprehend there are places where the World Series doesn’t reach. Almost explains why we have to defend the American way of life. My son is truly an Officer and a Baseball Fan.

— Michael Norton