Hot Stove readers: I promise I will be back to baseball soon, but I need to get these thoughts down while fresh in my mind. SPOILER ALERT (in case you have not seen the movies).
Warning! This is a non-baseball post. If movies are not your thing, feel free to tap your delete key. Otherwise, please stay tuned for a report on what Rita calls the “Sport of Extreme Sitting.”
For the seventh straight year, Rita and I spent Labor Day Weekend in Colorado at the Telluride Film Festival. Rita likes to call it our sport of extreme sitting. We were joined this year by long-time friend Marsha Murphy who now lives in Naples, Florida. As the festival ended and Hurricane Irma approached Florida, Marsha wisely changed her plane ticket and is now visiting friends in Kansas City.
As you ponder who will start at second base for the Royals, I have a book to recommend plus some thoughts on the Oscars.
Wait Till Next Year: A personal memoir by Doris Kearns Goodwin, one of my favorite storytellers. She is best known as a presidential historian with books on Lyndon Johnson, the Kennedys, the Roosevelts and Abraham Lincoln (Team of Rivals). I have had the good fortune to see her twice in person – at a Rainy Day Books event and at a law firm retreat. As a raconteur, she is mesmerizing. Rita was recently browsing through our stacks of books and found a gem that we had not read, that rare Goodwin book not about a president. It is about growing up as a baseball fan. I don’t how we missed reading this earlier – it was published in 1997. Our assessment: Great Book!