Where I Become the Self-Appointed President of The Minnesota Twins Fan Club – West Coast Division.
Dust off the bobbleheads and oil up the glove, it’s time for Baseball. The Magnolia tree is in full bloom, the Japanese maple is glowing a young green, and I got a cupboard full of Speckled Malted Milk Robin Eggs. It must be spring. It must be time for baseball.

I think I like this part of the baseball season the best. The pre-honeymoon part. The part where your team hasn’t even played one inning. It’s just all possibility and promise at this point.

This will be a different kind of season for me as I no longer live in the same state as my home team. Luckily, there’s MLB.TV. God bless the internet for this technological addition. I’m looking forward to getting it all set up on my Pocket PC so I can weed the garden, lord over the BBQ, or simply lie in the hammock while listening to the Twins disembowel and bleed their opponents to death.