For some, of course, the best day of the year is Christmas. For others, Thanksgiving. For some sick, twisted Americas, it might even be Election Day. For me, it was always be Opening Day for Major League Baseball. As a Padres fan since 1983, it’s often been the case that I really only enjoy Opening Day, as the seasons that follow are often a disappointment. After the crushing collapse at the end of last year’s exciting season and the following the departure of Adrian Gonzalez, I plan to make the most of this moment, when hope is eternal.
I’ve always loved this quotation by the last great commissioner, A. Bartlett Giamatti, which better explains the appeal of baseball than anything else I’ve read.
It breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart. The game begins in the spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall alone.”
My Humble Predictions
AL East: Boston Red Sox
AL Central: Chicago White Sox
AL West: Texas Rangers
Wildcard: Tamp Bay Rays
NL East: Philadelphia Phillies
NL Central: St. Louis Cardinals
NL West: San Francisco Giants
Wildcard: San Diego Padres (I don’t care what ESPN says)