I’d just like to take a minute to truly appreciate the return of meaningful baseball. The turning of the season as the smell of the grass and broken-in leather once again permeates fields across the country from major league stadiums to small dusty lots. Once again the crack of the bat will reverberate and teammates will shout aloud in both joy and despair. You know that winter is ending because another season of baseball is here to help us while away lazy summer afternoons. And once more, the Astros take the field in search of glory.