April has arrived with a bang and with it has brought back to life in cities across the US, our National Pastime, baseball.  Baseball hearkens the beginning of spring throughout the entire USA, especially here in the Northeast where we’ve been buried up to the windows with snow since last October.  The baseball diamond is a wonderful sight for us snow bound eskimos.

As much as I love the smell of roasted peanuts and warm beer at the ball park, or the crack of a well hit ball, or the perfectly manicured green pastures of an well groomed outfield, I could do without the endless coverage of baseball.  It’s a 162 game schedule but already after two games, the New York press is crucifying every member of the Yankees, from the poor bat boys to Mr. Evil himself, George Steinbrenner.  After two losses, the headline in the New York Post is “FOR SECOND TIME, BIG-BUCKS LINEUP FOR THE BIRDS”.  Two games people…out of 162.

Baseball is a paced game, both indivudal games as well as the entire season.  It’s a sport to watch with an intent to relax and enjoy yourself.  It has moments of excitement and exhilaration but it is a sport that is perfect for sitting in the sun, sipping a cold brew, devouring a box of peanuts, and just allowing the game to flow around you.  So media please shut up with the minutiae…it’s baseball, just relax and enjoy our greatest game.