This is really embarrassing, but for some strange reason I feel obligated to admit to it. Every year, as Opening Day draws near, I start singing a little made up ditty. It's so short it doesn't really qualify as a song, and drives my family totally crazy. My son literally begs me not to sing it. I can't help it though. I sing it every day until Opening Day arrives. OK, I think I'm certifiable now. Hope that didn't scare everyone away. I think that in general, I'm a relatively "normal" person, but am admittedly a little gonzo over the Tigers. BTW, don't ask me to post audio of the "song." I really do want to retain a reader or two.
Baseball. A tonic for all that ails. The perfect accompaniment to almost every activity. A day at the ballpark. It's not asking for much. I vow to get locked in for the night one day.
"You throw the ball, you catch the ball, you hit the ball."