Oct. 3, 1951: One of Major League Baseball’s greatest pennant races came down to one game, a game that gripped New York City like none other, in part because the opponents both made their home in the city—the New York Giants in Harlem at the Polo Grounds, a stadium since demolished, and the Brooklyn Dodgers Read More
Oct. 3, 1951: One of Major League Baseball’s greatest pennant races came down to one game, a game that gripped New York City like none other, in part because the opponents both made their home in the city—the New York Giants in Harlem at the Polo Grounds, a stadium since demolished, and the Brooklyn Dodgers Read More
When I met him at the Times Square offices of The New Yorker, Roger Angell—who’s just published a new book of autobiographical essays, Let Me Finish—seemed slightly out of place, though he’s been showing up for work at the magazine for 50 years. A spry and healthy 85, he may have looked the part, dressed Read More
When I met him at the Times Square offices of The New Yorker, Roger Angell—who’s just published a new book of autobiographical essays, Let Me Finish—seemed slightly out of place, though he’s been showing up for work at the magazine for 50 years. A spry and healthy 85, he may have looked the part, dressed Read More
