Because this is Feb. 14, I present a valentine to my first, deepest and most lasting love
Baseball, you had me at "Play ball.''
I loved you from that first day my father played catch with me and I held you in my hand for the initial time -- and vice-versa.
Perhaps I rushed into things, for we went to bed at an early age when I would sneak a radio under the blankets to listen through the static to distant Giants broadcasts. I was probably too young and too immature for ...