Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
The biker whizzed past me on the trail. I caught up with him about a half mile up trail. He must have had a slow leak in a tire. He stopped at the "Bicycle Fix It Station" and was pumping up his front tire. When the tire was fully inflated, he used an Allen Wrench... Continue Reading →
(I first wrote this story in June 2019. I've made a few updates.) I created the line-up card and handed it into the umpire. When the baseball game got started, I called for the steal. I switched players. I also made the long walk to the pitcher’s mound to take out the starting pitcher and... Continue Reading →
The pitcher threw the first pitch down the middle of the strike zone. The umpire called the pitch strike one. The pitcher gave a little smirk and threw his second pitch. The batter promptly put the ball over the left field fence. A home run. The batter rounded the bases for the first run of... Continue Reading →
I tried to be Mr. Cool. Two weekends ago, my wife and I went out to dinner with my brother- and sister-in-law. It was a wonderful dinner with great food and conversation. As we left the restaurant, I knew the sidewalk would be slick. The falling snow had been replaced by an icy sleet. Still,... Continue Reading →
I’m a simple guy. I tend to watch a lot of sports. I find that sports helps deal with a crazy world that often has a lot of bumps and bruises. For example, I’ve written in the past how I feel that the National Football League (American football for the uninitiated) is a lot like... Continue Reading →
In 1991, Gatorade ran an ad featuring Michael Jordan that showed game film of him in midair moving the basketball from his right hand to left to score a difficult layup. The commercial shows him dunking and being, well, classic MJ and then cuts to young men and kids playing on a playground court. They... Continue Reading →
Let's get ready to rumble. Last Sunday in the National League Playoff game against the Los Angeles Dodgers and the San Diego Padres, tempers flared on the field and in the Dodger Stadium stands. The second game of the series was delayed for 12 minutes after fans tossed baseballs and trash in the direction of... Continue Reading →
The baseball came out of the pitcher's hand like a rocket. A blur of white looked like it was headed straight toward my helmet, but then curved down and away at the last minute. I swung forcefully, but I was comically late. The pitcher, a teammate of mine named Jay (name changed), broke out into... Continue Reading →
When I played Little League Baseball, I was small for my age, but I was quick and fearless out in the field. I mainly played second base and would often get to balls that I shouldn’t have been able to catch. One game in the middle of our season, we were winning and needed just... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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