...and baseball is upon us.
The first game, of course, is tonight--Chicago White Sox vs. Cleveland Indians. Should be a good one!
Our fantasy scoring starts tomorrow. I'm going to kick ass.
Actually, while I'm writing this post, I seriously just heard this from Jerry Seinfeld (he's sitting in my living room): "As far as baseball goes, I prefer the fat umpires. I feel if you're on the field and you're not in the game, you should be in the worst physical condition a person could possibly be in. They should be allowed to eat during the game."
Actually, while I'm writing this post, I seriously just heard this from Jerry Seinfeld (he's sitting in my living room): "As far as baseball goes, I prefer the fat umpires. I feel if you're on the field and you're not in the game, you should be in the worst physical condition a person could possibly be in. They should be allowed to eat during the game."
Last night, I seriously had a dream that Nomar Garciaparra (one of my fantasy players) quit baseball. It was one of those dreams that you think it's true when you wake up. I was in tears.
Unrelated to the start of the season, but still quite relevant, I've started to read this book, Baseball and Philosophy. So far, it's really good. It's in the same series as Seinfeld and Philosophy, wherein philosophers write articles that apply philosophical ideas to the subject. Awesome stuff.
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