My "It's early!" and "It's cold!" and "Wait until [ ]" proclamations have worn out their expired-by dates. Now is the time of the season when—and I admit this to few people—I wish I could be a fair-weather fan, adopt myself to whatever team is winning, be it the Giants or the Cardinals or the Royals, and enjoy a quality season with quality players and managers playing quality major league baseball, enduring player- and team-slumps that genuinely feel like the bottom of a hill to be conquered, not an endless void into dark mediocrity. But I can't do that. I'm a fan. And so I'll continue to wax philosophically to Amy over morning coffee, and lunch, and happy hour that losing builds character, that baseball is about adversity, that it's a humbling game. "A lifetime .300 hitter fails to get even a nubber hit seven out of ten times!" Meanwhile, over in Detroit....
I know. It's early.
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Things are looking up- Chase Utley hit a double yesterday, and a single today.
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