I started counting down to this day even as the jubilant Cubbies stormed the field to celebrate their victorious World Series campaign last fall.
When this 2017 baseball season ends, maybe my team won't be in the World Series, and maybe your team won't be either. But today, as we start the season together, everyone is in first and ballfields everywhere are alive with possibilities.
Play Ball!
-bill kenny
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
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