William Akers

Spring Training is a tease. Baseball addicts survive winter's frosty void on a thin diet of trade rumors, "classic rebroadcasts," and Wikipedia biographies of old-timey players with funny names. (I see you, Ugly Dickshot.) The day pitchers and catchers report, we think, will mean the end of torment, as the most powerful opioid in sports begins t...

Dick Zigun was ready for a two-foot flood. In three decades at Coney Island, every hurricane he had seen blew through like a tourist passing the boardwalk on its way up the coast-and he w...

For audiences with autism, Broadway's grandest theaters stage musicals to last a lifetime. At a matinee of the Broadway show "Elf" on January 5, the audience was oddly restless. When the ...

It did not take long for me to turn off Twitter, to shut down Facebook, to ignore NYTimes.com. The Internet can be marvelous-for real-time presidential debate snark or instant updates on ...

It's not usually nice to call someone a sponge, but Mike Daisey is an absorbent guy. He soaks up stories, binds them together and wrings them out again, producing critically-beloved monol...