Pitchers and Catchers Report.
Baseball is God's Game. The Bible tells us so, that in the Big Inning, God created the Heaven and the Earth.
An Angel looked up to God and asked, "Padre, is this heaven?" and God said, "No, this is Iowa."
The Earth was void and God marked the land - white lines on fields of green and with a skin smoother than a baby's backside. He placed on this field diamonds of white, just 90 feet apart and in the 4th corner a welcoming place, a place where you start at and a place that you struggle and yearn to return to: home. And when the Prodigal Sons touch home there is a great celebration. Tigers roar and Cubbies growl and birds of all types sing - Cardinals, Orioles and Blue Jays, too.
And when the land was dark God looked down upon the fields of Crosley in the land of Cincinnati and said, "Let there be light!" And it was so, and they played in the fields of the Lord both day and night. And God saw that it was good.
Here, said the Lord God, should be a place and a game where a man is judged by the content of his statistics and not by the color of his Sox. But it was not to be and so He sent forth a righteous man, born in a place called Cairo, destined to lead his people, now free from the bondage of slavery, into the promised land of Brooklyn where he would slay both prejudice and the occasional Giant.
Today the journey begins again, first bathed in the sunshine of warmer climes and not to be finished until the chill of autumn air grips the land once more. The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of the birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in the land.