Can you smell it? Can you smell the fresh cut grass, the hot dogs sizzling on their grills, the dirt rubbing against the newly minted leather? Can you hear the mowers whirring, the organ starting up, the smack of the ball against the bullpen catcher’s mitt? Or can you just feel it in your core, no matter where you are, that sunny spring days are coming to Cincinnati and that BASEBALL IS BACK, BABY.
I, for one, am giddy.
If you followed this column at all last year, you know it was filled with random games and gimmicks and probably way too many tweets.