The Good Stuff

Sunburns in April - something about them are as good a feeling as the first really nice spring day and the first trip to the old ballpark.

Facing the facts - Even though I think I'll be always be connected to the great Tigers of yesteryear, they aren't on the current team. Who's my Tiger? Casey. Why? Because I like to say Casey's at the Bat. Yeah, I said it. Yeah, I'm a dork. I don't know anything about him or his playing style, but his name is cool. And that's all I care about.

Hockey fights, er I mean games, in April - suddenly the spark that once glowed so brightly within me was lit again...and I am living for playoff hockey again. By the time next season comes along, maybe I'll give a shit again and pay attention.