“The clouds part, the music swells and a ray of sunlight falls upon them. They’re here. Season tickets.”
I think Carly’s caption sums it up.
My season tickets arrived this weekend. I did a happy dance when I opened the box. I took out the set of the three seats, fanned them out and smelled them. Ahhh, a new season!
With a new season comes a new opportunity. A new chance to do something great.
Maybe this will be the year Jim Thome knocks a ball ONTO Target Plaza. Maybe Joe Mauer will hit over .400! Maybe that outfield squirrel will make another appearance.
I don’t need Spring Training. I don’t need Florida. I have the whole season … and I need it to start!