Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Hope springs...

On the day when Roger Clemens died (metaphorically) and baseball lost its last semblance of credibility in the minds of many, I'm heartened by the return of pitchers and catchers to HoHoKam Park in Mesa, AZ, there to start tuning up for the 100-year anniversary of the Cubs winning the World Series.

A good friend of man actually died yesterday at age 83, and they placed a Cubs cap on his casket as part of the mourning rituals. This year, it's for you, Jack. I'm still believing, and if you have any pull with Providence where you are, put in a good word for the boys, will you?

And to you...yes, you--if you have an ounce of humanity in your blood, don't let the misguided "Rockets" of the world cause you to lose your childlike delight in what is still the greatest game.

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