We’ve already seen the future of the Yankees-Red Sox rivalry: flamethrowers like Joba Chamberlain and Philip Hughes joining second baseman Robinson Cano in the Bronx; second baseman Dustin Pedroia’s rookie-of-the-year caliber .324 average (entering Sunday’s game), phenom outfielder Jacoby Ellsbury’s near-.400 average in his first 66 big-league at bats, and rookie pitcher Clay Buchholz’s no-hitter 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
Booing Johnny Damon—what a bunch of classless ingrates.
As I remember, Johnny Damon was playing for the Oakland A’s when the Red Sox took him, by giving him a ton more money, ripping off a small-market club. He came to Boston and put in three great years. He didn’t complain, didn’t hotdog, just played Read More
Johnny Damon has completed his purchase of a condo at One Beacon Court for $400,000 under asking, as reported today in The Observer.
However, Mr. Damon still owned two residences from his playing days in Boston.
His Brookline home–which he most recently lived in–briefly went on the market last month. Read More
If anyone had ever told me back in 1944 that a 26-year-old Swedish screenwriter
named Ingmar Bergman, who had just written his first screenplay (for Alf
Sjoberg’s Hets—Torment in the U.S.
and Frenzy in the U.K.), was destined
to become one of the dominant international auteurs of the second half of Read More
I’ve had an argument with my father that’s lasted 20 years. It’s a friendly argument, though a spirited one, and it started when I was a teenager, intent not only on convincing him I was a bright kid but on pushing some buttons. It began when we were driving from our home in Brookline toward Read More
When the Queen Mary 2 met Manhattan for the first time this past April, The New York Times was prepared. Photographer Vincent Laforet snapped an astonishing photograph of the moment-of that sunlit immensity gliding up the Hudson, framed by the buildings of West 44th Street. Readers picked up the next morning’s Metro section and marveled. Read More
His Excellency: George Washington, by Joseph J. Ellis. Alfred A. Knopf, 352 pages, $26.95.
For someone who specialized in graceful, perfectly choreographed exits, George Washington has a way of returning over and over again. Children may know less and less about the distant past (a recent survey found many believe Gandalf to be the Read More
Under the blue electricity-saving lights of the two-story media tent at the Fleet Center, it’s nearly impossible to find any news. There are newspapers and news digests and news releases, but they pile up, unread and unreadable. Their material comes in two main varieties: There’s the stuff that everyone knows already happened: “A Ringing Call Read More
