Amanda Hopkins smiles at the memory of those afternoons when she was five years old, sitting in a ballpark with her father, who was scouting a high school baseball game.
“I would go to games with my day, traveling in the summer to see players in the Cape Coad League, Alaskan League, the East Coach Showcase,” “People would see me and would ask, `What do you want to do when you grow up.’ I’d tell them I want to be a baseball scout and they’d be like, ‘Oh, that’s cute.’ I’m sure they thought I’d grow out of it.” Continue reading “Hopkins No Pioneer; Just Another Scout”→
The respect of Doug Harvey as an umpire is underscored by the fact he earned the nickname God, and nobody questioned it.
It wasn’t that he never made a mistake. But they were few and far between and when he did make one he learned from it. Harvey, who died at a Visalia, Calif., hospice at the age of 87 on Saturday night, earned a reputation for the meticulous manner in which he made a call, and he would explain over the years that it went back to 1962, his rookie season in the National League. Continue reading “RIP Doug Harvey, a Baseball God”→