Fandom and Family
I was hazy about the details, and figured he might be, too--it had been more than thirty years earlier, when he was in his early teens. But the memory stayed with me, in part because it represented a rare overlap between my passions for baseball and the arts.
At intermission, I was scanning the crowd in hopes of a sighting when I saw someone trotting toward us out of the corner of my eye. "Jeff! Jeff! It's Rick Sperling!" he cried, shaking my hand as vigorously as if he wanted my vote. "I still remember going to the Tiger game with you."
I hadn't even had to ask. But his vivid recollection fit the picture he later limned of the hold sports have had on him and his family.
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