There are some days in the year that exude electricity for some reason. Christmas morning is one. No matter how old we get there is a tie to our childhoods that draw us back in time. Opening day for baseball is one of those days, too. The dream that this year will take us to the World Series sheds the years to a time when youthful naivete collides with hopeful expectations.
Here's to all the fans of baseball and the hopes of October.
Party at my place all day. I think I'll get to see about 4 games. We'll have snacks and beer. Drop on by if you're in the area.
By the way, I'm hoping for a better Mets finish this year. Couldn't be much worse than last year when we only won 70 games. Watch for a fast start out of the gate since Jerry's and Omar's jobs are on the line. I'm also hoping Ron Santo will learn English as a second language.
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