Diamonds are a girl's best friend
Baseball is back! And today, despite their best efforts, the Braves even managed to eke out a win against the Phillies. I can’t wait until the home opener, even if there’s a really good chance the Mets will win. I never really feel like the season’s started until the Braves have played at home, and also, I am going through serious Turner Field withdrawal. Our ballpark may not be historic, but at least it’s not a juice box.
Leta convinced me to co-own a fantasy baseball team with her this year. I’ve never done this before, she’s only done this once, and we kind of decided right at the very last minute… so we aren’t exactly prepared with the usual sheaf of spreadsheets (I know!). We’re winging it. Going with our guts, so to speak. And I’d be sad that after this first day of baseball, our guts appear to be misguided, except that it’s way too early to be second guessing ourselves. So what if Andruw Jones and David DeJesús went 0 for 5 today? I have faith in our guts.
I’m so glad spring is here. Everything’s pretty outside, the pollen is turning our cars a lovely shade of yellowish green, I am back in my open-toed shoes, and, of course, there’s baseball again. Baseball is beautiful, and baseball is love, even when your team (real or otherwise) isn’t doing as well as you’d like.