Today we’re all even, and we all have a shot — even when some of us don’t. We’ll be up and we’ll be down, and in seven months we’ll all say it went by too fast
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I am writing on the first day of spring in this, year of our Lord 2024. I’m not particularly religious anymore, but I have always wanted to use that in a sentence. And directly on the heels of this new season lies the beginning of the 148th year of professional baseball, 34 of which I have been lucky enough to have shared this planet for.