Disclaimer: The message that follows will likely cause many readers to roll their eyes, gag, or even renounce the Daily as a publication out of pure disgust. Nonetheless, the plight I hope to convey is one near and dear to my heart, and I hope you will hear me out.
“Let’s make a Black baseball team.” William C. Rhoden, author of Forty Million Dollar Slaves, shared that idea, speaking on behalf of former MLB manager Jerry Manuel. It would reinvigorate interest in the game from Black players, he said. It would make baseball more exciting. Most importantly, it would connect the game to Black culture and bring along more all-time greats like Hank Aaron, like Willie Mays. It’s a fun idea.
Having grown up my entire life in Birmingham, Alabama, the transition to attending school at Stanford was difficult in many ways. The 3,000-mile flight with multiple layovers barely even began to capture the distance I felt I was traveling to come to this University. Sunny California is a world apart from the Deep South — there are…
Today, all is right in the world. Fresh cut grass, ambition, hope. Everyone has a dream, and 162 games from now, we’ll see whose dreams might be coming true.