First things first: I feel obliged to preface this by saying that I’m not a conspiracy theorist. Now that I’ve gotten that off my chest, I need to explain something to you. As we head into the All Star game, I have that special little giddy feeling that I get each year around this time.
It has nothing to do with the traditional skills competition, or the draft, or seeing a different side of what is usually a group of somewhat tense, uptight players carrying the weight of their team’s success squarely on their shoulders.
Well, maybe it is a little bit of those things.