Walked into a bar last night to meet a friend, and saw baseball on all the giant TV screens.
I sometimes feel like I don’t quite fully exist during the off-season, because it seems like something is missing. I can’t put my finger on it. What is it … what is missing …
Oh, that’s right. Baseball on giant television screens in every bar you pass.
I don’t feel totally myself until it all starts up again.
And by myself, I mean this girl, with this particular shirt.
Nothing has changed. Which is also, strangely, a relief, in this world of flux and upheaval.
So let’s play ball.
Cubs won, but after last year, I couldn’t give a damn about an Opening Day win. WIN IN OCTOBER, YOU IDIOTS. ::sigh:: Such is my life.
Cliff Lee is gonna have to pitch better than that, or it’s gonna be a long, deep, recession summer here on the shores of Lake Erie.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again…life only truly begins after Opening Day!
Heh. I live for October… but for puckheads like yours truly, THAT’S Opening Day, and April is playoff time. It’s like the Southern Hemisphere of sports.
Yeah…despite the snow we’re getting in this neck of the woods, I did feel that all was a little more right with the world…
Any day in that ball park is a good day. Go Sox.
If there’s any consolation for opening day getting rained out for the Sox….the pinstriped devils got stomped yesterday.
Time to cancel the Netflix account. Go Sox!!
I’m with nightfly on this… but until I was in college, baseball was the only sport in my world. I watched my gloriously and perpetually terrible Rangers every night that they played. And going to a game… the smells, the sounds… even more comforting than sitting in a hockey arena.
Amen!
Nothing quite like having baseball on the radio again. Hopefully we can get through the home opener without snow. Go Cubs. :-)
Loved that Twinks comeback last night!
Only one year until we get a real park again!