Although I spent half an hour trying to get off my (one block) street to go to work this morning, apparently there is spring-like weather in Florida. Hmmm. Can I sell twenty quarts of plasma so I can hop the next plane to Lakeland?
Who will be playing second base on opening day?
Will Ryan Raburn shake the first-half offensive droughts that seem to haunt him until June?
Will Phil Coke turn into a quality starter, and how many different hair incarnations will he go through?
Will Mi Magglio have a great season?
Will Zumaya make it through the season without an arm implosion?
Will we see Andy Oliver or Jacob Turner in the Old English D this year?
Will Jim Leyland be fined by the State of Michigan for smoking in his workplace?
How many striped polo shirts does Dave Dombrowski own?
These are the burning questions.
Soon, there will be an actual game on TELEVISION! A game in which the Tigers take on another team. I realize this will be a meaningless spring contest in which Tigers regulars log one or two at bats, but I DO NOT CARE! Tune in to ESPN on March 3 at 1:05. (I don't have MLB network, so I'm ignoring those games. I have pleaded with my cable provider to add MLBN, to no avail.)
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