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Amazin Avenue Annual Available for Acquisition!

Thumbnail image for AAACover.jpgAnd now a dispatch from the endeavors of Real Me.

The Amazin Avenue Annual–to which I am contributing–is now available for preorder via ACTA. As Amazin Avenue head honcho Eric Simon explains, ordering it this way means more $ for the site and for the publisher, which in turn assures that we’ll be able to continue producing this tome each year. So if you can spare the shekels, consider buying it in this fashion, as opposed to saving a few pennies at Amazon. Sound good? Good.

Once again, if my prose is no draw, consider purchasing your own copy for the writing of such giants as Joe Posnanski, Will Leitch, Faith and Fear in Flushing’s Jason Fry and Greg Prince, and many more. And if you’re curious about what I do have in this volume, I wrote an expanded, ginormous post-mortem on the 1999/2000 seasons (which I’m a bit hung up on, in case you hadn’t noticed). I also have a piece on Met Killers: are they really as Met-Kill-y as we think? Only one way to find out! READ THE BOOK.

A Dispatch from Alternative Universe Me

I have a Google alert on my name, because I fear being imitated and am also paranoid. Usually, when the alert pops up in my email inbox, it’s just a notice about something I’ve written here or at Amazin Avenue. Sometimes, the alert brings good news, like when I’m linked to and mentioned by name by a writer more prominent than myself. But nine times out of ten, it’s strictly neutral.

And yet, each time I see that email in my inbox, I freak out just a little bit. Maybe because I assume someone has written horrible, horrible things about me somewhere. As much as I like to pretend stuff like that doesn’t bug me, it kind of does, like thinking there’s some table in the lunchroom whispering about me and laughing. (I’m very insecure when I’m not being dangerously overconfident.)

So that was my fist thought yesterday, when I received a Google alert for a site I’d never heard of before, the Minot Daily News. I got a sick feeling at the pit of my stomach. Why won’t those kids who sit by the Coke machine leave me alone?!

As you might have already guessed, the article in question was not about me. It was about another Matthew Callan who has reportedly just committed to play football at Minot State University. MSU has just attained NCAA Division II status, and the article in question ran down some of their more notable signing day acquisitions. This Matthew Callan was included in a list of former junior college players who’d just transferred to MSU.

minot.pngI always thought of myself as more of a tight end, but I’ll take it.

This is the closest my name has gotten to the limelight since Gil Bellows played a character named after me in the short-lived CBS spy show, The Agency.* I saw one episode of that show, couldn’t handle hearing my name thrown around so much (they really liked to say the full name for some reason), and never watched it again. I’ve always regretted not sticking with it, and since the show is not available on DVD, I can never catch up. Oh, regret.

* Of course, the biggest instance of my name being used in pop culture is another spy show called Callan. A British drama from the late 1960s/early 1970s, it starred Edward Woodward as a reluctant hitman. The banner at the top of this page contains the tagline from a cinematic adaptation.

So I vow this: I will follow Linebacker Matthew Callan’s collegiate career to the best of my ability for as long as I possibly can. As god as my witness, I will not pass up another opportunity to see my name weirdly decontextualized!

Amazin’ Avenue Annual’s Potent Lineup

AAACover.jpgI’m contributing a few pieces to the Amazin’ Avenue Annual, a Mets-centric stat-friendly companion to the upcoming baseball season which should be out by March 1 (in both print and Kindle-y versions). I was already excited about this, but I got doubly-triply-quadruply excited when the outside contributors were officially announced yesterday, and it’s a fearsome lineup indeed.

Who, you ask? Why, Ken Davidoff from Newsday. Deadspin editor emeritus WIll Leitch. SNY blogger/sandwich enthusiast Ted Berg. Greg Prince and Jason Fry from Faith and Fear in Flushing, my favorite Mets blog I don’t write for.

But best of all, the book will include Joe Posnanski. Yes, that Joe Posnanski, the best baseball writer there is by a country mile. SI.com scribe, author of The Machine, and, again, the best baseball writer there is. His blog posts are always a treat to read, in spite of–actually, because of–their enormous lengths. Kinda like what Bill Simmons would be like if he dialed down the douche from 11 to 0 and excised the Karate Kid references.

Knowing that I’m going to have work in the same book as Joe Posnanski is at once humbling and terrifying. It’s like living on the same street as a famous architect; you feel like you have to keep your house in tip-top shape if Frank Lloyd Wright is just down the block.

So if my prose won’t get you to purchase this tome, I hope some of the aforementioned heavyweights will. And also Joe Posnanski because JOE POSNANSKI. C’MON ALREADY.

In conclusion, Joe Posnanski.