When I first discovered Pinstripe Alley back in 2010, I was 22, fresh out of college, living in a new town, and newly single. I had no direction in life (who does at that age?), and I was isolated and alone. PSA was the first online community I ever became a part of, and I absolutely blossomed in it. There was nowhere else I could come together with likeminded individuals and talk about our shared passion for Yankees baseball.
I think that kind of environment drove me to do more with something I once viewed as a simple hobby. Feeling a need to be creative and accomplished, I joined the writing staff in 2013, then became an editor soon after. I didn’t just do my share, I doubled everyone’s output. I’m the world record holder for articles written on this site, but there’s nowhere left to go. I’ve always been the one to stay at the party too long rather than chance leaving too soon. Now, after five years, I’m here to say that my time has officially passed. I am leaving Pinstripe Alley.
I was hesitant to write something about this because I know this place is bigger than myself, but I do have something to say. While the environment I found all those years ago no longer exists here, and the old days are gone, that doesn’t mean new things can’t be just as good. I used to like the Yankees because their sense of history was more grand than any other team around, but now I just want to see them do something new and achieve something that hasn’t been done before. This new generation of Yankees doesn’t need to live in the shadows of the old, and neither should you.
There’s a reason many websites have now done away with comment sections entirely. The internet has become a dangerous and ugly place, but this is a new age for Pinstripe Alley, and it can be better than it has been. Please enjoy this place and take care of each other, because there’s nothing like this anywhere else on the internet.
Over the years, I covered a Yankees team that won, lost, broke our hearts, and surprised us in the best ways. In that same time, I made friends, lost them, gained others, left jobs, learned so much about myself and my own writing, and in the end, I, and the Yankees, have come out better for it. I’m no longer that 22-year-old kid trying to figure myself out. I know who I am, I know my abilities, and I know what I want. Pinstripe Alley was a large part of that self discovery, so there will always be a soft spot in my heart for it. I hope this space can mean that much to someone else.
Thanks for reading!