This is the period I like to call the Winter of Sports Discontent. It’s the time between football and baseball.
I realize I sound downright un-Canadian when I say this in the heart of hockey season, but I actually rarely watch hockey these days.
And I stopped enjoying professional basketball years ago.
For me, it’s all about the NFL or MLB. And after the Super Bowl in early February, there’s a lull.
And then the pitchers and catchers report to spring training camp, followed a short time later by the rest of the boys of summer.
I’m one of those guys who will watch a few innings of spring training on TV when I can.
And once the season begins in a little over a month, I’m a regular viewer, or listener.
That’s the great thing about baseball, as it is a sport that you can listen to, depending on the quality of the radio broadcasters.
Now, the recently retired Vin Scully was a master at painting pictures with his voice. He was a true vocal artist.
Some folks will say they find baseball boring to watch or listen to, but it really is a rather cerebral game, a battle between batterymates (the pitcher and catcher) and the batter. Each pitch is a chess move and can set up the one that follows. How the batter counters, or outright guesses, determines the outcome.
The onset of baseball also indicates better weather is just around the corner, something I believe we all would like to see sooner rather than later.
That groundhog appears to have lied to us!
