By Kate McGeeKate is a Fordham Senior and fellow blogger. You can check out her blog, NewsandBrews, here.
Last summer, I traveled to Stickball Boulevard in the Bronx, a street
renamed to represent the one street where each Sunday during the
summer, young and old men—and one woman—gather to play stickball. It’s called the Emperor Stickball League. The league consists of nine different teams, made of men who used to play stickball on the streets of the Bronx when they were younger, and have passed on the tradition to their children and grandchildren.
I traveled to the street to interview members of the league for a show for WFUV radio, and met some really great people who have really interesting stories to tell. The play pictured here is a high school junior who was brought to Stickball boulevard by his uncle and plays on the family team. His uncle said he brought his nephew to the league to keep him from getting in trouble.
The crowds are large and full of family members who come out to support their family’s teams. The day I went—at the end of August—they teams were playing for seed for the playoffs that were going to occur in the Dominican Republican on Labor Day Weekend.
renamed to represent the one street where each Sunday during the
summer, young and old men—and one woman—gather to play stickball. It’s called the Emperor Stickball League. The league consists of nine different teams, made of men who used to play stickball on the streets of the Bronx when they were younger, and have passed on the tradition to their children and grandchildren.
I traveled to the street to interview members of the league for a show for WFUV radio, and met some really great people who have really interesting stories to tell. The play pictured here is a high school junior who was brought to Stickball boulevard by his uncle and plays on the family team. His uncle said he brought his nephew to the league to keep him from getting in trouble.
The crowds are large and full of family members who come out to support their family’s teams. The day I went—at the end of August—they teams were playing for seed for the playoffs that were going to occur in the Dominican Republican on Labor Day Weekend.
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