Can you hear that? I don’t know about you, but I can hear the sounds of yellow birch on cowhide. Can you smell that? I can smell the freshly cut, highly maintained grass that every father wishes he had in his front yard. Can you taste that? I can taste a classic frank with a side of infamously overpriced waffle fries. Can you feel that? I can feel the hot sun and my seat working in tandem to slowly bake me alive. Can you see that? I can see the excitement on a child’s face when they get a foul ball while all of the kids in the surrounding area angrily pout for two more hours.
It’s time to play ball. Baseball is here and it won’t go away until you get your fill of diving catches, crushed balls and dancing mascots.