LSU Baseball Fraternity The LSU Men’s Baseball Team is in Omaha, Nebraska playing for a national championship. Unless you live underneath a rock–or in South Korea–you know that. You know that it is a time of fandom and passion. It is a time of belief and anticipation. It is a time for big plays
Category: Sports “Op-ed”
It has been nearly two months since my last post about Korean baseball. I think that is too long, since Korean baseball is exactly the reason I’m here. I have watched numerous games and I’ve observed numerous things. Some of them are legit–namely the aggressive lady dancers–and some are too much. I’ve seen games in
March Madness (Basketball and chasing women: an analogy of importance) I plan on writing a lot on this subject, so I’ll keep this preface short; hopefully concise. I love basketball… A lot. Sometimes it is hard for me to convey that love. In March, during the greatest tournament in the world, it is especially hard.
Korean Baseball (Part Two: Exhibition Game) Yesterday I watched seven innings of a baseball game in Korea. The Samsung Lions played at their home stadium against a team from a city I can’t pronounce. On a brisk day, the stands were sparsely filled. It was cold, and things moved a little slower. Still, there
(Below is a gofundme plea I wrote for a friend who made the mistake of joking with me. After a long day of spring training, he texted me, venting about minor league pay, and joked that I should write a gofundme for him. He was joking. I wasn’t. I had about seven beers and wrote
Traveling and world experience are the paramount reasons I decided to move abroad–in Asia. When I return to home, in seven months, I hope to have gained invaluable life experience. I hope to be able to effectively communicate in another language and I hope to have gained at least several thousand Korean Instagram followers. I
(Yes, that’s my dad with Ken Griffey Jr…. Respect that.) 2017 Guide to Watching Sports ***Disclaimer: For those of you familiar with my writing, or just me in general, I do stuff like this when I drink. I’ve had about 4 glasses of a nice red, 2011—after I let it breathe—and I felt like writing.