A New Season
By Karlsie
The fridge is stocked with Mike's, the freezer is stocked with easy to nuke food and NESN has a heart next to it in the cable menu which can only mean one thing: baseball season has started and it's time for the family to leave me alone when the game's on.
I also decided to do something a little different this year. I have a blank book and pen on the coffee table where I can jot notes during the game instead of the random scraps of paper I used last year.
Wow... as I wrote that it struck me as so girlie - keeping a bound journal instead of scraps of paper or a wire bound notebook (you know the ones I'm talking about - where the wire is horribly smashed out of shape and little bits of paper are stuck in the coil from pages that have been ripped out over time).
That's the beauty of this game. It doesn't matter if you're an obsessive-compulsive who tracks every pitch on a custom score card and has a system of scoring that makes MIT mathematicians bow at your greatness or you're a girlie with a pink bunny on the end of your pen, there is something for everyone.
So, let the games begin so I can celebrate the mental and physical aspects (and, as long as I'm getting in touch with my girlie side, men with cute butts in tight pants) and PLAY BALL!
