MASSIVE links dump, part one

I highly recommend Pocket as a way to hold onto links you come that you want to keep. Unlike bookmarks, Pocket keeps the entire page and makes it relative easy for you to find stuff you “pocketed.” I have keepers going back six years — more than 5,000 links — and I’ve decided it’s time to start cleaning house so here are some submitted for your amusement, perusal, and education. Some are not current, but in a sense, they’re timeless. They’re presented in reverse order (oldest first).

“The House That George Built,” a short baseball fantasy by Harry Turtledove
A musing on “The Exciting Game That Has No Rules,” as in appears in the film version of Bang the Drum Slowly
From Fangraphics, this 2010 piece asking the continuing question “Is Newspaper Baseball Coverage Dead?“
Apropos to a recent piece in The New York Times on how long it will take to break various baseball records, this Wall Street Journal story suggesting “Baseball May Be Running Out of Milestones.”
Cot’s Baseball Contracts, a portion of the Baseball Prospectus site, does a great job of keeping track of “Major League contracts, bonuses, service time and franchise values. The information is unofficial and has been collected from published reports.”
The original New York Times review (1973) of Philip Roth’s The Great American Novel.
Peter Schiller posted this list of “A Collection of Baseball Reflections Book Reviews” in 2009
Dave Jamieson, author of Mint Condition: How Baseball Cards Became an American Obsession, wrote a few posts for Slate on the subject, including “Can Topps Save Baseball Cards?” Click on his name to read more of his cardboard-based articles.
As a causal fan of Futurama, I went a long time before seeing the episode “A Leela of Her Own,” which first aired in 2002. Here’s the Wikipedia entry.
Tim Morris posted this “Guide to Baseball Fiction” list some time ago, but he keeps it pretty much up to date. Note that it includes books geared for younger readers as well as adults.
Came across this piece I submitted to Bardball. Must have been a drunken moment, because I freely admit, I don’t “get” poetry. I mean I write it from time to time — I tend to be a slave to various meters and get relatively upset when people don’t follow the standard constructs (Haikus are 5-7-5, people) — but I’m sure professional poets would look at my stuff as juvenile, lightweight, frivolous, and worse.