Wednesday, March 18, 2015

It Happens Every Spring


Tomorrow, my glove goes to the shoemaker for a new coat of gold. When I get it back, I'll be ready to start throwing - against a cement wall or with anyone who wants to find some dry space in a parking lot somewhere. And I'm pulling together the administrative stuff to get the season off the (snow-covered) ground.
 
Here's where we're at:
 
The permit application is in and there's every indication that we'll be permitted for our 17th season. But - without mentioning the 4-letter word that now covers the field - it is unlikely to be ready for April 5th.
 
As we near The First Sunday in April, we'll see if there's enough melt to do more than find a space to throw. I expect that we'll gather that day at 10am, but without a permit to trample the field we may do little more than throw and shoot the breeze. If weather permits, we'll find a piece of field where we can hit some fungos. And wait for the permit. Once cleared, we'll do 2 weeks, possibly 3, of full rust-scraping sessions - throwing off the mound, hitting from the batter's box, etc - to get game-ready. It's likely that the first game won't be until May 3 or even May 10.

But the season's opt-in email could be in your mailbox by week's end. Reply to stay in the loop!

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