This book was tough. I went to games at Fenway Park, Camden Yards, and Jacob’s Field. I saw inside Shea Stadium’s locker room and press box. Mostly I took the subway to Yankee Stadium and sat near third base and sketched. There is something about the rhythms of baseball that lends itself to sketching. In college I wrote my senior essay on Ebbets Field, about how important a ballpark is to its community. In this book I looked at the community within the ballpark. I was interested less in the game than in groundskeepers, trainers, umpires, and fans. A friend took my author’s photo in the bleachers at Yankee Stadium—moments later I was covered in beer spilled by the fans behind us.