Spring: Thaw, Life, Sun, and Baseball

I am thirty-one years old. Twenty-five of those years were spent north of the Mason-Dixon line. If there is anything that characterizes the north, it is the long, cold winter. Currently, as a resident of Florida, it is easy both miss and dread the thought of winter....

The Importance of Spring Training

Baseball, and specifically the Red Sox, are an all out obsession of mine for two hundred and ten or so days of the year, starting with the first pitch around April 1st and ending, with any luck, as I carve pumpkins in October. Stepping out of my own skin for a second...