There was slush on Thursday and snow on Friday, so much so that I got to leave work early. I walked through Central Park and the strangest thing happened. The grey-blue sky suddenly got light and yellow and the sun came out. Fat snow flakes continued to fall–a snow shower. I was close to Tavern on the Green and stopped walking to look in the sky.
I smiled. It is near now…
Then, on Saturday afternoon, the wife and I were on our way uptown on the 1 train. A group of four men sang an old Motown song for the car. They finished before we arrived at the next stop when one of the guys stepped forward and addressed the passengers, “May I have your attention, please. Don’t you worry, have no fear, Spring will soon be here.”
I don’t care how much is snows now. Baseball, she’s a-coming…
[photo credit: Dan Peters]
Mandatory report date is my birthday this year. As a non Spring Training fan, somehow that makes Spring Training seem even more long and tedious this year.
Wake me up when the season starts.
Last night in the city, the air had a spring feel to it. A little paradoxical as I was negotiating through slush and banks of snow.
Springs-a-comin! I can feel it.
It's funny but the smell can't be denied once you've got a taste. Doesn't matter how cold or grey or slushy it is out there. You know...spring is coming!
tomorrow is March...once you hit March you're home free I feel.
We get to watch baseball this week guys!! I mean sure by the 4th inning the pitchers we'll be wearing #'s 97 and 89...but WE GET TO WATCH BASEBALL!!!