In my house, it’s a momentous day when I start looking at plane tickets to get to Arizona for Spring Training. See, I’m one of those people who starts the search sometime around early October because, hey, maybe there’s a deal. There isn’t. So I wait and then look again around the time the GMs meet in mid-November. There still isn’t a good deal. There’s usually a sweet spot sometime in earlyish December. But there wasn’t this year. So I finally bit the bullet, and bought two tickets to head down to the Phoenix area. That, to me, is the first sign of spring.
Lesky’s Notes: Spring training is around the corner...maybe
