It’s drizzly and gray and cold and doesn’t feel one damn bit like Opening Day. Nevertheless, it is a day of rejoicing: Baseball is being played again in America. The fields are green, the players are ready, the crowds waiting.
”People ask me what I do in winter when there’s no baseball. I’ll tell you what I do. I stare out the window and wait for spring.” -Rogers Hornsby
“It breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart. The game begins in the spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall alone.” -Bart Giamatti
The flowers are blooming and spring is in the air, even though it’s 38º and spitting rain.
Play ball!