roy Slezak
Stories (50/0)
The Mudville Football Gang
I recently watched a movie trailer that reminded me about the days gone by, many years ago. I was reminded of the days when the kids in the neighborhood and surrounding neighborhoods would wait for the hard rains and head for 2nd Ward Park, in Passaic, NJ to play their mud football games.
By roy Slezak2 years ago in Cleats
Tom Saba
As a teenager, I would don my baseball uniform in anticipation of a game and begin my journey to the ballpark. It was always the same path for the 3-mile trek because superstition set in at an early age and superstition goes hand in hand with baseball and being a left-handed pitcher.
By roy Slezak2 years ago in Humans
The Bold Venture
The Bold Venture I was about thirteen years old when it was started. My dad was in the backyard hammering away on what looked like a small box. Little did I know that this little box would lead to an adventure that would last a number of months and an experience that I would remember the rest of my life.
By roy Slezak2 years ago in Confessions
The Baseball Gods Work in Mysterious Ways
The Baseball Gods Work In Mysterious Ways It was the season opener and my first starting assignment as a Freshman High School pitcher. I was being called the most promising pitcher in the area by everyone who counted; a lot of pressure for a 14-year-old. I thrived under pressure and baseball for me was life. We were playing East Paterson (now Elmwood Park) in a non-conference fracas at home. There was a medium-sized crowd that grew as people got off from work. Before I took the mound, I scanned the stands for familiar faces and there were many. Behind home plate and rather obvious at least to those who knew baseball were two major league scouts carrying 3-ring binders and stopwatches.
By roy Slezak3 years ago in Unbalanced