The Painting Sells

Meanwhile, Sabrina’s show opened in the gallery on the 20th (that’s the same night as the first game of the World Series, just to put it into context.) Sabrina joked to me that they would have set the price of “Portrait of a Baseball Player” higher if they’d known that the model was going to … Continue reading The Painting Sells →

World Series Games 1 & 2

I’d be lying if I said that I never stopped believing. Last Thursday was such a crazy day for me that it didn’t quite sink in that the Dodgers had dug themselves into a 3-1 hole. It wasn’t until I woke up Friday morning that I fully grasped the situation…and we know the odds of … Continue reading World Series Games 1 & 2 →

#baseballboy is Born (last part)

My day after I blew up Maya Bedrossian’s Facebook page because of how I looked on TV in boardshorts was starting to feel endless when, after I’d finished with Jacob and Matteo, I headed back into the pool house to change. I looked at the time: it was 4:45 and the 4th game of the … Continue reading #baseballboy is Born (last part) →

#baseballboy is Born (part 3)

Following my meeting with Sandy and Maya Bedrossian the afternoon after I got famous on Facebook, I went outside, where Jacob was already waiting for me. So were Ethan and the crew…although I didn’t know why they were filming on Thursdays when they usually did that earlier in the week. “We’ll get some coverage of … Continue reading #baseballboy is Born (part 3) →

#baseballboy is Born (part 2)

The afternoon after my appearing shirtless on At Home with Maya blew up my boss’ Facebook page, I was early for the meeting Sandy called me in for that morning. Belen opened the side door to let me into the house, and, I’m probably imagining it, but I think she gave me a look like … Continue reading #baseballboy is Born (part 2) →

#baseballboy is Born (part 1)

Wednesdays are when I usually see Cody and Noah, but they both cancelled because of the NLCS. It only happens once a year…and I gotta admit that I wanted to see the game too. I’m glad I did. It made up in a big way for the way the team played in the first two … Continue reading #baseballboy is Born (part 1) →

Travis Bolts (last part)

I was in bed Monday night when Travis showed up on my doorstep at 2 AM, looking like shit. I had Keaton come over and we had Travis tell us the story of how he got there. It involved a sketchy chick named Lola he meet in a park near where he’s living, a cheap … Continue reading Travis Bolts (last part) →

Travis Bolts (part 1)

Me and Keaton watched the first game of the NLCS (do I blame Dave Roberts again…or admit that at least some of it was that they played better than we did?) at his place, and, well, let’s just say that neither of us went to bed happy Monday night. I was fast asleep when I … Continue reading Travis Bolts (part 1) →

At Keaton’s for the NLDS

“So how gay was it yesterday?,” Keaton asked me as soon as I came in the door carrying the Wingstop. We decided to watch Tuesday’s game at his place, and I wasn’t gonna bring cups of noodles for us to share lol. “It was pretty dang gayass,” I said, “what with that Ethan dude watching … Continue reading At Keaton’s for the NLDS →

A Talk with Matteo

“Ok, dude…what’s the deal?,” I said to Matteo after they’d finished filming a segment for At Home with Maya that featured me and Jacob swimming. “I told you. Nobody wants to see the fat kid in the pool. It’ll make much better TV if it’s just you and Jacob having a good time.” I really … Continue reading A Talk with Matteo →