I felt like a grizzly bear this morning, emerging from hibernation crawling out of my den. The sun was shining, the snow was melting, and I could tolerate being outside for more than ten minutes without being wrapped up like Randy Parker in “A Christmas Story”.
Yes, it was nearly 50 degrees today in the northeast. And after what seems like months of bone-chilling cold it also just happens to be the day pitchers and catchers reported to Spring Training. The Boys of Summer are back, and that means the sun is too! (My wife also mentioned something about a holiday…)
So in honor of this momentous day, let us look back to an article posted on the American Public House Review that featured what is perhaps the best baseball bar in all the land, the Mudville Pub in Newport, Rhode Island.
So as John Fogerty said, “beat the drum and hold the phone. The sun came out today! We’re born again, there’s new grass on the field.” Play Ball!
By Dave McBride