When The Bird Was The Word
Fiction author Peter Markus reminds us that Mark Fidrych only needed one season to leave his singular mark on the game.
What’s in a Name, or A Rose is a Rose is a Rose
Fiction author Peter Markus on Pete Rose, and that which lies within a name.
Baseball and Samuel Beckett: Try Again. Fail Again. Fail Better
When I write, I am reaching always back to words already written. I reach back now to take hold of the words of Samuel Beckett who staked this declaration into the hard dirt of our living ground: “Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.”
Up from the Dirt: A Modest Proposal, or On What to Do with the Corner of Michigan and Trumbull
Tiger Stadium no longer rises up on the corner of Michigan and Trumbull. The land itself where Tiger legends like Cobb and Kaline owned Detroit’s most infamous corner house has been left to go (for the past ten seasons) to weed.
Foot in Mouth: On Adam Foote and “Kicking Detroit’s Butt”
It’s true: memory has its own story to tell. For Adam Foote to make the claim that the Avalanche “kicked Detroit’s ass” is to listen to a man speak with his foot stuck fully in his mouth.
An Open Letter to Prince Fielder
It’s no secret that there are a lot of pissed off fans in Detroit right now. We’re pissed off because, in a blue-collar town like ours, when we don’t show up for our jobs we often don’t have a job to show up to. I know you don’t have to worry about that.
Blowing Smoke for Jim Leyland
Fiction author Peter Markus gives a final salute to Tigers manager Jim Leyland as he retires after his eighth season as Detroit’s manager.