Take me out to the ball game (not) …

Today’s the Indians’ home opener, and for the first time in years, I don’t really care.

Part of it is not feeling connected to the players. I still love baseball, but the Indians don’t mean anything to me any more — haven’t since Omar Vizquel left town — though it would be anathema maranatha to me to become a fan of another team. This isn’t like the Barons and the Canadiens; even though they aren’t the team I rooted for from 1971-1999, the Indians are still in town.

Frankly, I’m still more interested in the Habs, who backed into the playoffs despite losing their last three games. I’d say “no chance” against Ovechkin and the Caps, but they said that about the US Hockey Team v. the Russians in 1980. If they can put together some gutty performances, who knows how it will all turn out?

In the meantime, I am really looking forward to the Combat! convention in July. And the first draft of “Fais Do Do” is done. This time I am really going to let it sit for a week before I start editing. Really. A whole week. Or not.

On Rhapsody, “Hello” by Lionel Richie
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