Sweet Relief – Baysbawl Is Back

Today is not a national holiday… but it should be.

A day to get up to watch a ballgame being played halfway around the world, that starts at the ungodly hour of 6 a.m. (5 a.m. for those of us here in the Central timezone.) A day to agonize over batting orders and rotations and scratching due to injury and stats and averages and fastballs that don’t zing fast enough and sliders that don’t kiss the paint close enough and whether to put on the shift and managing the middle relievers in the pen. A day to rejoice over the crack of the bat and the smell of the grass (err… turf) and the freshly chalked lines and the newly broken-in leather gloves and the announcement of the starting lineups and the sparkling clean new uniforms and pitching from the stretch and stealing that extra base and smashing the ball through the gap and careening into the outfield wall for a catch and laying the perfect curveball right over the plate.

It’s time for baseball.  And boy have we missed it.

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About Texas Gal

Pitched four years for the Philadelphia Athletics, and then played shortstop for seven years for the Montreal Expos. Taught Rickey Henderson to steal a base. Taught Nolan Ryan to throw a punch. Taught Mickey Mantle to drink a beer. Threw one seven-hitter and seven no-hitters. Wonderboy was my creation, and first Jobu shrine was in my locker. Often called "the next Dustin Pedroia". Always wear high socks and eyeblack. Prefer to slide headfirst.

8 thoughts on “Sweet Relief – Baysbawl Is Back

  1. Finally things are getting back into order. This means that winter is over. Even though I still see snow on the ground, blah! I have missed my routine of watching baseball everyday.
    And I have to agree with DougOLis because I would have expected the “I was there” just to hear the collective groan.

  2. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

    I had to get a classmate to give me updates from his Sidekick every 5 minutes yesterday. Stupid school. I had to live off whispered reports of, “Someone just homered, hold on, it’s the bottom of the ninth…” and, “Papelbon just let up a run…”

    But I don’t care–baseball’s back!

    I mean, now I can moan that if you add David Ortiz’s average to Jacoby Ellsbury’s, you still get less than what Julio Lugo is batting. This is BIG.

  3. it’s been the worst winter ever. I need my boys in their high socks and crisp uniforms and random silver jewelry in a bad way.

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