Perhaps it isn't all buterflies and daffodils this time. All those who played last season ultimately tasted the bitter pill of defeat (except one). Our collective schedule looks even more frightning than ever, as some of our new players appear to have a solid and commanding grasp of the game. This year, someone who could possibly win the championship will not even make the playoffs.
And yet, here we are. Ready to go again. Ready to fight for every base, every pitch. Confident we are going to knock the king off the hill. Ready to wear the crown ourselves. Again, for one, and only one, this will be true.
And everyone believes they will be that one. But we can't all be right. Can we?
Good luck, gentlemen. Play your heart out. But don't let the game break it.