February is the worst part of winter. People say, “Oh it’s the shortest month of the year,” or “Winter is almost over,” but those people are eternal optimists and therefore insane. February comes on the heels of three consecutive months of cold and always has the most snow. I’ve had to dig my car out six times in four days. I’m nearing a breakdown.
But February does bring one glimmer of hope as winter exacts its final toll: pitchers and catchers reporting and the first sign that baseball is a thing that is going to happen again in the year 2018 of our lord.