What Baseball Means to Me – by Roy Firestone, Multi-Emmy Award Winning Journalist

Up Close with Roy Firestone

My grandchildren went to their first baseball game recently. As is my choice here, I won’t post their pictures here. I won’t mention their names, because that’s not what matters on the page. But I will say that look on those babies faces is indelible in my heart. One grandchild is almost three years old, the other is four and a half. When asked which team they were going to see, one grandchild said with…

Excerpt from COMBUSTIBLE a novel by Billy O’Connor & Frank Pace

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On this last morning of the first year of the new century, the sun was trying to crash through the thick clouds blanketing the South Bronx.  Inside the five boroughs’ busiest firehouse, Conor Kilcullen was sipping coffee and about to sink his teeth into a bagel when three air horn blasts shattered the silence.  The house watchman’s voice thundered over the intercom: “Everybody goes! Truck, engine, and chief!  Everybody goes!  Get out!  Get out!  Get…