Calling the Pen
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77September 27, 2023 at 2:00 pmCalling the Pen: An assist from Brooks that didn’t make the record books
On Tuesday night, as I was ready to get out of my car to run with Athletes Serving Athletes, I heard Bob...
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478April 14, 2023 at 7:00 amCalling the Pen: O’s home run celebration sends the wrong message
I like that the Orioles want to have fun playing a kids game, that they want to stay loose and express support...
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263December 1, 2022 at 12:00 pmCalling the Pen: Gaylord Perry, and the birth of a team
Editor’s Note: Gaylord Perry, a Hall of Fame pitcher, died on Thursday at age 84. This essay is from September 2021. I...
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326October 6, 2022 at 12:00 pmCalling the Pen: Orioles ran the race with perseverance
In 1973, when I was a sportswriter for The News American, sports editor John Steadman wanted a different approach to covering the...
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5.4KSeptember 8, 2022 at 12:00 pmCalling the Pen: Traitor to the Orioles — for a day
I’ve become the Benedict Arnold of Baltimore baseball. For 65 years now, I’ve been a Birds fan. I cried when I signed...
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593May 18, 2022 at 12:00 pm
Calling the Pen: Happy Birthday, Brooks!
It’s embarrassing to admit, but I didn’t fully appreciate Brooks Robinson until a few months before everyone else did. That’s when the...
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672April 19, 2022 at 4:00 pmCalling the Pen: Time for Oriole broadcasters to take their show on the road
Back in the 1970s, when I was a sportswriter for The News American, our travel budget took a hit, and I was...
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474April 8, 2022 at 10:00 amCalling the Pen: The future isn’t now for the Orioles
The Baltimore Orioles begin the 2022 season today, and it’s difficult to feel excited. That’s because we live in the present, and...
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877February 14, 2022 at 7:00 amCalling the Pen: Memories of growing up with the Orioles’ No. 1 fan
Anita Karpovich paced around the house, screamed at the television, and eventually fell into a heap of despair after the Orioles lost...
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November 26, 2021 at 7:00 am
Calling the Pen: A first-string Orioles fan after all
On a recent drive, my husband turned on the baseball game, and it sent me back in time: I am 6 years old and drifting off to sleep to the sound of an Orioles game. I am riding home from a cousin’s birthday party in our Volvo station wagon. In my hand,...