Well, tomorrow is the big day.
Love renewed. Mystery awakened. Hope eternal.
The love affair, for me, began in 82. It was a wonderful, whirlwind romance with all the ups and downs one could hope for. Our first outing together. Hot August nights. The roar of the crowd. (Of course, you know I’m celebrating pitchers and catchers reporting to Spring Training. Right?)
It’s been a long winter with not many signings to speak of. Even still, there’s always hope. Unless of course you’re a Cubs' fan.
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so, what you are saying is it is that time of year again. You are reminding me to enjoy Cory while he is not as distracted by baseball and the other love of his life the Red Sox.
Speaking of we got choosen in the lotery for the tickets. By the time we signed on to buy them they were sold out!!!
You had me going on a valentine theme until the '82 part, I was thinking...hmmm he didn't know Kim when she was 5 years old, maybe he's referring to his other love.
Way to go Son! Fooled 'em again!
Go Cardinals!!!
He's sneaky alright. Kim
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