First Pitch

HOW APPROPRIATE that on this, one of the truly great days of the year, we have opened our windows for the first time since last autumn. It is, after all, Opening Day, and here in Philadelphia it's sunny and bright and comfortably in the 60s. It's perfect early-April weather, and a true reflection of the optimism fostered by the start of every baseball season. For just as spring brings the renewal of life, so does baseball foster a renewal of hope. Possibilities are endless, dreams yet to be squelched. The Phillies are still in first place, the birds are singing, and rounding third and headed for home is a brown-eyed handsome man. Anyone really can understand the way I feel. Play ball!