Yeah the holidays have all the cool songs and ugly sweaters, but there’s no baseball and very little daylight. Truly, the most wonderful time of the year is Spring Training. Day games, back fields, prospects, and true fans of the game who come from all over the land to celebrate the America’s pastime. It gets no better.
Last week I made my annual pilgrimage to the baseball mecca of Phoenix, and here’s my grab bag of thoughts:
The last few years my Spring Training crew has been comprised of my dad, nephew, and brother-in-law. An Angels fan, a Giants fan, and two Dodgers fans.