My mom and Mark Lemke

As part of our channel-wide post this month, we’re all posting a favorite childhood memory involving sports. While I’ll try to keep it as short as possible, it’s going to be kind of hard, but here goes.
Back in 1991 was my first time really getting into baseball. Sure, I remember where I was when Kirk Gibson won the first game of the ‘88 World Series, but I never really got into the sport until I could watch it and analyze the game. Turn to the summer of 1991. I remember the exact day I became a Braves fan, but what …read more