Don't you look forward to spring?  I certainly do.  It means so many fresh things to me.  Bright clean air, buds turning to flowers, butterflies lofting on the breezes, new growth in the garden, and yes, opening day at the ballpark.  It held the promise of great things to come and the anticipation was enormous.  Remember how you looked forward to opening day?  Well, maybe it wasn't opening day at the ballpark for you, but there was an opening day that you looked forward to, I'm sure.  You've just forgotten it perhaps.  But then, his article isn't just about opening day.  It's about your opening day - your everyday. 

I grew up feeling in my soul that baseball was synonymous with spring.  Opening day in baseball was very special to me.  While there was still a chill in the air, you were out there.   The players weren't quite right with their swing or their pitch, but they were excited to be there.  They were working on their game.  The ball field wasn't quite green yet, but you could tell it was going to be soon.  The grounds keepers were working on the field even as I arrived at the park.  I arrived there earlier than I did the rest of the year. Even the hot dogs weren't quite right yet, but they sure tasted different at the ballpark.  The vendors didn't have their call for "hot dogs, get your hot dogs" banter adjusted for the season so far.  You see, there was promise and excitement.  Optimism.  We just knew our team would be going to the World Series this year. 

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