Baseball begins (can the warm be far behind)

I try to live and let live with the weather: warm, cold, whatevs = all good.

 'Why would you want to live some place without seasons?'

I get it now.

I have never hated a season more than I have hated this winter.

I'm done with winter.

For-EVER (?)

I want warm.

SERIOUS WARM.

Now.

NOW.

I SAID NOW DAMMIT!

!!!

SO:

BASEBALL begins...

Can the warm be far behind?

(Please say it IS so, Shoeless Joe.)

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'Boocock's House of Baseball' (2005)

Boocock is a Babe Ruth hologram based on flickery footage circa 1927. With supporting data points by Jimmy Stewart in ‘Mr. Smith Goes to Washington’ 1939.

 

and bonus: Yankee fans around NYC recite Walt Whitman's (slightly reworked)

"O Captain! My Captain!" to celebrate Derek Jeter's upcoming last season:


and bonus bonus, Boocock as Jeter: