It gets hot in Kansas City. A catcher perspires. So what's wrong with bringing a little sweet-smelling scent into the game? Nothin', if you listen to catcher Salvador Perez (and others).
Little League memories and lost youth come to the fore on the occasion of the death of our writer's old coach.
The baseball gods frown on fans who leave a no-hitter early. It's inexplicable behavior.
Jim Caple revisits Ted Williams' last at-bat on its 50th anniversary.
Given all that Willie Mays meant to the Giants, to San Francisco and to baseball in general, it's always a wonderful thing to see him on the field.
Johnny Pesky, the man who saw Ted Williams cry after the '46 Series, finally saw the Red Sox celebrate.
The Rangers owner not only enriches the Yankees with the game's best player, but pays them for it!
The next 100 years will see global games, more Cubs misery, Red Sox domination -- and Ted Williams.
Statistics don't begin to capture Ted Williams, a bigger-than-life, loud, vain, foul-mouthed and strongly opinionated man who felt there was only one way to do things, writes Jim Caple.