pete incaviglia came in to pitch i believe texas was the opponent and i snapped a pencil in half.
my homework generally got half done while i watched the yankees on WPIX this was years before YES and maybe a decade before i realized baseball is better on the radio
i was born in 1977 but didn't understand baseball until 1981 laid up on the pull-out couch in my parents' living room cracked hips and a half-body cast and an autograph book full of well wishes from family and friends.
mikey b was my boy maybe 25 years older than me but telling tales of reggie going deep once twice thrice in world series glory
by the time i was up on the feet i willed fleet learning to be a weak-hitting, moderately slick fielding second base type or conversely, in the backyard, a monster power-hitting home run machine with a toilet-paper stuffed wiffle bat and a tennis ball the yanks were not worth watching.
reggie was not around.
and pete incaviglia was pitching mop-up duty against i think the rangers with something like a 17-8 score.
i was snapping pencils hoping that donnie baseball would hit six grand slams or home runs in eight games in a row or something to make me feel like baseball possessed the power to make me happy.