/ 2008 / Photojournalism / Sports

Stickball

In the shadows of New York?s inner city? it is 9am on a hot, humid summer?s Sunday morning. As the sun slowly bakes the asphalt, a group of men anywhere from their 20s up into their 70?s get out of their cars or climb up from the subway, tuck in their beautifully pressed uniform tops over their well conditioned (or in some cases, sloping) mid-sections, and warmly great each other with hugs and handshakes as they prepare to play a game that rose from the streets of the city. None carry more mystique and legend than stickball.

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