Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Badger, Badger, Badger, AH SNAKE! Badger, Badger, Badger

Lately, we've been getting some beautiful weather up north which can only mean one of two things: either baseball is on the horizon, or the apocalypse is near. After the Yankees signed Pettitte, I was sure it was the latter, but after checking my Bible, it turns out signing retired veterans to minor league deals isn't one of the signs of the coming end. So we're alright....for now.

With baseball clearly on the horizon, I am starting to get excited for this season. There's several story lines I want to see play out. Who will earn the 5 spots in the rotation? How will Andy pitch? Can A-Rod bounce back? Can Jeter turn back the clock just a little and have a Jeter-like season? Can Granderson put up MVP numbers again? Will Robertson prove a likely successor to Mariano Rivera? Will we win a championship? All of these questions will be answered over the next 7 months, but will begin on April 6th in Tampa. That alone is enough to keep me going for the next two weeks of meaningless spring training games. So what does this have to do with the title of this post you ask? Well what does your face have to do with your history of rejection I respond? Everything. Think about that. Its deep.