We will be there, and it will be glorious. And baseball will be played. We will drink adult beverages and speak of the game, and I will try my best to insert my beliefs and opinions without sounding like a condescending asshole. And I will probably fail. Felix Hernandez will pitch the baseball and the people will call him The King and they will be correct in doing so. We will cheer Chone Figgins and we will mean it. And it will feel official that baseball is back, and summer is imminent.
And it will be glorious.
Photograph courtesy of gentleman Phil Snyder