Crush: Baseball

With feet of snow still piled up on the sidewalks across Central New York, we can at last rejoice, because we survived the harsh winter weather.

Spring is finally here … well at least spring training is.

When pitchers and catchers report, it is like we are all reborn. Even though Syracuse won’t even see the grass for months, we can live vicariously through our favorite teams and players. It can warm you up just to see them playing catch in the sun. Watching the baseball game on TV, you can almost smell the grass or feel the crack of the bat in your hands. It’s peaceful, it’s serene, it can make you feel alive again.

Baseball can remind you that anything is possible. In a world in which the Tigers can go from a 91-loss team in 2005 to the American League Champions in 2006, anyone can win every year. Even the Royals have hope they can make a run … well, maybe not the Royals, but everyone else.

It’s a brand new day for baseball, which means it’s a brand new day for us all. Screw Punxsutawney Phil; spring is here when America’s pastime returns, and all is right in the world again.