Jeffrey Jackson


Spring, 1969. A Little League game in Northern New Jersey is the setting for a strange conversation between two spectators who meet for the first time. Eddie is a construction worker fresh from the site of New York’s newest skyscraper who’s come to watch his grandson pitch. Lou’s interest in the game is just as personal—but very different.


This is a short, 10-minute, one-act, two-character play that manages to pack in a lot of topics that are near and dear to my heart. But I still don’t have a title I like. E-mail me with your suggestion!


Too early for productions. I’ll be submitting it to festivals around the country, but I’d like to see it staged in my native New Jersey for reasons that’ll be obvious if you read it. Which you can do here:

LINK: Click here to read the script