Sister Mary Jo Sobieck, a theology teacher at Marian Catholic High School in Chicago Heights, Illinois, is no stranger to the pitcher’s mound or the spotlight.
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Failure Inspires Minnesota Catholic to Pen Baseball Book
Tom Murray’s novel about fathers, sons and baseball in rural Iowa is a product of failure. “The biggest reason why I want people to read this story is it forces you to consider your own legacy,” he said.
Priests Offer Prayers for the Mets, Yanks
To ring in the baseball season, Father Bill Sweeney (Mets) and Father Kevin Sweeney (Yankees) offer their takes on their respective favorite teams.
New Baseball Coach at St. Joe’s
St. Joseph’s College, Clinton Hill, has named Peter Blumenauer as the school’s new baseball coach.
Orioles Star CF Rises Above Racist Taunts
Baltimore Orioles center fielder Adam Jones said a group of fans directed derogatory taunts at him and even threw a bag of peanuts toward him during a recent game against the Boston Red Sox at Fenway Park.
Jackie Robinson Changed America’s Heart and Mind
On the sapphire jubilee of Jackie Robinson’s first game in the majors, America owes 42 an enormous round of applause and a prayer for the repose of a noble soul.
Baseball Bash 2017
Just in time for the start of the 2017 baseball season, Good Shepherd parish, Marine Park, held its annual “Baseball Bash” to ring in Opening Day.
Former Dodger Hurler Is Dead at 90
Ralph Branca, who pitched for the Brooklyn Dodgers from 1944 to 1953 and earned all-star status three times, died Nov. 23 at the King Street Home in Rye Brook, NY, where he had been living. He was 90.
McClancy Baseball Stars Sign On for College
Four varsity baseball players at Msgr. McClancy H.S., East Elmhurst, signed national letters of intent during a special ceremony Nov. 10 at the school to announce where they would be continuing their careers in college.
Golden Memories of a Golden Anniversary
After Baltimore’s Memorial Stadium was torn down in the old hometown in 2002, I began describing the vast empty space left behind as “the abomination of desolation.” That old brick horseshoe was where I learned baseball from my grandfather Weigel in the late 1950s – and where, a half-century ago, I had a foretaste of the joy of the Kingdom.
