12 February 2012
The first MLB spring training game is just 19 days away and the best time of the year will start for me. I love sports, all sports, but baseball is something more than love. It is an obsession.
Fields of green touched by sparkling sun
filled with hopes and dreams anew
Games to be lost games to be won
nothing so beautiful 'tis true
Baseball is beautiful. It's a ballet of talent and statistics. It's a game of heroes and scapegoats. It's a game of mortals and those beyond mortality. It's a game of history and changing history.
On the first day of spring training in the beautiful Florida or Arizona sun as the rays of light stream across the green manicured fields, sparkling clean uniforms and fans who have waited through the winter, the feeling of all is right with the world sweeps over all those in attendance. It becomes a sort of hushed church of sports for the briefest of moments as the sights and sounds of it sweep over for the first time of the season. There is nothing like it in sports...the first spring training game.
It is the epitome of optimism. When the losses and short comings of the past season are wiped clean. Where the memories of almost and so close become faded and distant. It's a rebirth just like spring. Where the brown and seemingly lifelessness of winter turns into the new green, leaves, flowers, birds of spring. The colors of the teams blend with the colors of the sunny fields of dreams once again open to the possibilities of the season.
Baseball is beautiful in every sense. In the colors, the smell, the joy, the sorrows. It's beautiful in the numbers and the managerial schemes. It's beautiful in the wins and in the losses. The first game of spring training is quite possibly the most beautiful of all sports events. A complex ballet of color, numbers, smells and sounds....and only 19 days away.