It's that time of year again. Opening Day of the baseball season. It should be a national holiday in America. It is as close to that as possible in Cincinnati, as a tradition. Setting aside the "regular season" games already played last week between the Oakland A's and Boston Red Sox in Japan, tonight's game in Washington DC's new stadium marks the real start to the season. Tomorrow and Tuesday mark opening days for all other clubs, with home opening days to occur later for those clubs starting the season on the road. My Giants will take on their bitter rivals the Dodgers tomorrow in Los Angeles, but their home opener won't occur until the following Monday.
Opening Day is a wonderful day where all hopes are renewed, if not for the possibility of winning the World Series then for the expectation that there will be a game to go to or listen to on the radio almost every day for the next six months. Baseball is a great game, and I hope many of you out there will be able to enjoy the day, whatever team you cheer for. Even if you live in New Zealand or the Middle East and might know preciously little of American baseball, I'll try to live the day for you vicariously and talk it over with you in the kingdom to come. You will by then have been so perfected in patience that you won't mind me rambling about it for an extended period of time.
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