It's finally here. Baseball. Even though it's currently raining and cold, I am very excited to have baseball back in my life. Aside from spotting your first Robin of the year, baseball has always been the true harbinger of summer's warm afternoons with its girls wearing spaghetti strap tank tops (nicely captured by the WGN cameramen).
Baseball means having something on the TV that won't insult my intelligence. Baseball is like reading a book. It shan't be rushed, nor hurried. Baseball sorts out the thinkers from the doers.
Baseball is Citizen Kane, The Godfather, and Il Postino.
Baseball is love.
And when you rush love... you get football.
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