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Sunday, April 4, 2004

We're talkin' baseball...
It snowed this morning. It's windy and freezing cold. Technically it's April, but it feels like February. However, there is one irrefutable sign of spring. I don't mean the daffodils (now frost-bitten) or drunken college students partying in Cancun. I'm talking about screaming fans, the crack of wood against a ball, and the taste of hotdogs.

Yes, it's baseball season again, a time where hope springs eternal. Now it is time to pause and savor the moment as for a brief instant, all teams are equal. All are undefeated. For a second, it's possible to think that _this_ is the year. _This _ is _our_ year, when all the hecklers and nay-sayers will be proven wrong. We will be vindicated. We will be justified at last in our unwavering faith. True, we thought the same thing last year, and the year before, but this is _different_. This year, maybe, just _maybe_...we won't stink.

Ah well. Take me out to the baaaalll gaaaaaame...

Go Indians!
(And anyone who can beat the Yankees!)
Play ball!
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