Sublime

experience

It’s no accident, I think, that tennis uses the language of life. Advantage, service, fault, break, love, the basic elements of tennis are those of everyday existence, because every match is a life in miniature. Even the structure of tennis, the way the pieces fit inside one another like Russian nesting dolls, mimics the structure of our days. Poin

In ‘94, the web was small enough that you could browse everything new over the weekend.

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Frank Donovan, a lifetime close friend and a lawyer from Detroit. He was known among his friends and clients as a brilliant legal analyst with a nonaggressive temperament. No litigator. When we were both twenty, I remember him saying: "When there's a fight, I pick up my hat and go home." He had a large head, somewhat out of proportion to

He was drinking good red wine with rich persons, mostly from the tech industry, and being Doc Dubois, the affable science popularizer of television and of four million Twitter followers. Doc Dubois knew how to size up his audience.

Our bat boy dresses as Batman and gets his own theme music when he runs out to retrieve the bats. During pitching changes, pitchers come out on Segways, banana boats, motorcycles, pedicabs, you name it.

There are few generators of positive civic energy that can match that of a brand-new ballpark in the center of town. That’s why so many of those cities sink hopeful millions of dollars into building stadiums, collective fingers crossed that it might lure a baseball team. When it does, that ballpark becomes a true community hub. There is a renewed u