We’re in the first weeks of Baseball season here in the U.S., and already the season is ruined for me. I went to the A’s vs. Red Sox game with some killer seats, but sitting right in front of some loud asshole. Then at the concession stand, after waiting in line for three innings, a louder asshole decided he would yell at a tiny, old woman and knock two full beers all over the counter and cash register. Is it just Oakland fans that act this way? I remember Braves games when I was 12 where everyone was nice to each other, and some guy gave me a sip of his beer. It was all good natured. But not any longer it seems. Lucky for me artist Mark Penxa has created a series of 100 paintings depicting the ballplayers of bygone eras when the sport still captured our imaginations. The whole site is done up in ballgame banners and old jazz music, to further recreate baseball’s golden age. The paintings make me long for the green-grass-glory of baseball in its prime, which I seem to have come into at the very end. If I even knew where my glove was I would go out right now and pitch a few at some cardboard backstop just like back home. Yeah, bet you never knew I was so All-American.

Mark Penxa found via Drawn!

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