The Green, Green Grass of Home..

The guy is pushing 59, still shoots film, loves his country and goes to baseball games whenever he can. Twenty years I have been going to McCoy Stadium. I learned the grace of human interaction and the ability to photograph there. Yesterday, I watched as photographers swarmed Dice-K, with his lackey trying to herd everyone around. Good luck with that one. "Dice-K doesn't like his picture taken." Poor guy. Like everything else, an industry has formed around instant news and photos of baseball. One guy was pissing and moaning because wi-fi didn't work in the dugout...another guy was lamenting that the only money to be made in baseball photography was in Little League photos. God done shed his grace on thee..

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