that time again

People ask me what I do in winter when there's no baseball. I'll tell you what I do. I stare out the window and wait for spring.
-Rogers Hornsby

Winter’s end nears, and while not yet here, the three words "pitchers and catchers" signal its soon demise. And as those words promise baseball’s arrival, they also tell of longer days, warmer nights and another season to try again.

Hooray.