The first tweet sent to me was ignored. The second elicited a response that, upon review, still makes me cringe.
Emily contacted me in early 2014, requesting an interview for a freelance writing class at Towson University. She needed a "local celebrity" and was a big fan of the Orioles and my work.
I wrote back, "I'm sure we can work something out."
Better than a "no," but still pretty cold given where this story leads.
She was coming to spring training in Sarasota, Fla., staying with a...
