Major League Wiffleball
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Did you know that the NHL season starts tomorrow? Me neither. But my friend, and fellow MLW player Joe Yerdon probably did. Joe likes to write about ice hockey, especially what’s wrong with it, on his blog, Gross Misconduct Hockey. He often bashes Gary Bettman, for good reason, but being a league Commissioner isn’t as easy as you’d think. Trust me, I know.

Bettman has another problem though that’s beyond his control — ice hockey just isn’t fun.

Most of the baseball playoff races were decided weeks ago. It looked like the American League Central was among those, but the Twins are keeping it interesting, and the race with the Tigers is really heating up.

Of course, we’re all rooting for the Twins here. After all, TC, the Minnesota Twins mascot, held a wiffleball in his mouth for us!

A few weeks ago, our wonderful MLW roving staff members attended an Uncle Kracker concert and were able to meet up with him after the show. As always, they went prepared with a wiffleball, and Uncle Kracker gladly posed for a photo holding the wiffleball. Judging by his smile, he may even be a wiffleball fan.

This Tuesday, Uncle Kracker released his new CD, “Happy Hour”. One of our staff-ladies who knows a thing or two about music has called it “the best CD of 2009, by far.”

My beach wiffleball career got off to a rough start. Back in February 1982, (former) Mets pitcher Neil Allen struck me out on three pitches in Treasure Island, Florida. I was 3 years old.

Neil Allen went on to get traded to the Cardinals for Keith Hernandez, and in recent years, Allen’s son (Neil Jr.) went on to date a former girlfriend of MLW’s own Joe Yerdon. That’s 100% true. It’s a small world after all.

Anyway, a few months ago, I visited Cocoa Beach, Florida with high hopes of making some happier beach wiffleball memories. Unfortunately, that didn’t happen.