That there was a time when any endeavor would be universally regarded as the National Pastime seems quaint in retrospect.

So it was in the early 50s with baseball.

Johnny U hadn’t transformed pro football yet. The NFL still had local telecasts.

College pigskin was also regional. Two platoons. T formations. Five bowl games.

The NBA style was stiff and slow with teams in Fort Wayne and Syracuse. Before Bill Russell and the Joneses that is.

Kentucky, Indiana, Philly and maybe North Carolina were the only places where fans really cared about college hoops.

Hockey as today was but a niche.

But baseball . . . Continue reading Say Hey & Farewell →