One hazard of writing for a living is that people sometimes compliment (or criticize) articles you’d forgotten you ever wrote. Once you file something, it’s onto the next project. Always looking forward, never back.

This came up at Don and Charlie’s on the first night of the SABR Arizona Fall League conference, but it also applies to baseball. The second day brought with it two games, one back at HoHoKam and another at Salt River.

Teams rested their best players in preparation for the following evening’s All-Star Game, recently rebranded as the Fall Stars Game. That’s not what I would call it (seems better to catch a rising star than a falling star), but nobody asked me. The games were uneventful, allowing me to reconnect with industry friends that I see once or twice a year if I’m lucky. Read More…

I may have started a trend.

Back in 2006, I left San Diego for the Great Lakes region. It was an easy decision for me. My then-girlfriend-now-wife, who I like to think considers me a dreamboat, lived in the Cleveland area, and we’d been seeing each other long distance for two years. Something had to give, and I am a giver.

It’s worked out pretty well. Life in the Cleveland suburbs, aside from the occasional weather issue, is much easier than life in San Diego. A young couple can rent a 2 bedroom apartment in a nice area here for approximately half the price of a similar dwelling in San Diego. A 1200 square foot home, not including a hopefully finished basement? At least $250,000 cheaper in Cleveland. It’s not bad. I’m not sorry I left. I miss my hometown, but my life is better here.

I’m not the only one to have made the decision to leave San Diego. Other handsome men have made similar choices for a variety of reasons. Read More…