I think that quote just about sums it up. Now that baseball is over and everybody (with the exception of Mike Napoli) is all partied out…what next?
If I could hibernate for the winter, I would. Preferably with a couple Hooters waitresses. I try to use basketball and football as a substitute for the game I love, but it won’t work. I’ll run endless miles on the treadmill, read, write…and basically stare out the window waiting for spring.
What do you do besides count down the days until pitchers and catchers report?