Catch a game and lighten up

Originally published May 5, 1994, by Mike Barnicle for The Boston Globe You can pick up the paper, where each page is like a travelogue of trouble. You can turn on TV and watch society slide into the sewer. You can listen to radio as all these lonely shut­ins fill their daily [...]

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He was 12, and an all­star

Originally published May 24, 1994, by Mike Barnicle for The Boston Globe On the evening of a splendid, sunny day when Roger Clemens won his fifth game of the year, beating the Minnesota Twins in fine fashion, Peter Gabarro lost the final contest of his very young life. The boy was 12 [...]

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A Bronx cheer for The Straw

Originally published June 25, 1995, by Mike Barnicle for The Boston Globe Part of living here all your life means you spend the summer with one eye on the New York Yankees. You don't even have to be a big baseball fan to pray, root and hope that the Bronx Bombers crash [...]

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A full summer of good vibes

Originally published August 10, 1995, by Mike Barnicle for The Boston Globe Let's face it: With picture perfect days, clear, mellow nights and 24 overachievers pushing us toward the conclusion of August, you can't help but drop the weight of the world by the side of the road in order to [...]

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At 14, playing the game of life

Originally published October 3, 1995, by Mike Barnicle for The Boston Globe Yesterday, nearly all the excitement and most of the news revolved around games where scores are kept and losers are defined by the lower number. You had the Patriots and Boston College both reeling in defeat as the Red [...]

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Fehr strikes out

Originally published March 16, 1995, by Mike Barnicle for The Boston Globe FORT MYERS, Fla. ­­ "Know what the place reminds me of?" Albert Dupree asked. "What?" "The wake of a guy everybody thought was real popular but when he passed away only half the people you figured on showed up at the [...]

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Our true boys of summer

Originally published August 8, 1995, by Mike Barnicle for The Boston Globe As the Red Sox returned home from Toronto last night, having brought us to the edge of a wonderful summer climax, the true magic of baseball was actually located in Bristol, Conn., where the Parkway National All­Stars ­­ the [...]

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These players are real losers

Originally published February 9, 1995, by Mike Barnicle for The Boston Globe In my dream, the president settles the baseball strike by asking this arrogant, melon­faced dope Donald Fehr, lawyer for the players, to go to Waco to negotiate with Janet Reno. But when Fehr gets there, the attorney general orders [...]

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Baseball needs to wise up

Originally published July 9, 1996, by Mike Barnicle for The Boston Globe PHILADELPHIA ­­ Bill Giles ­­ who sure is older than the stadium where his team, the Phillies, plays its baseball, yet happens to be a lot younger in spirit than most men half his age ­­ stood yesterday in [...]

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Spitting on decency

Originally published October 1, 1996, by Mike Barnicle for The Boston Globe On a morning when the sun arrived like a warm handshake offering the promise of a splendid day, a single green bench stood bathed in a yellow glow along the Commonwealth Avenue mall, between Berkeley and Clarendon, where apartment [...]

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