So this is definitely the worst time of the year for most sports fans. Mid-season NBA drudgery, college basketball watering down all the highlight shows, and hockey getting no love. Golf has started up but is yet to have an event that matters, in which Mickelson will be oh so close, until he triple bogies 16 on Sunday and Tiger goes on an 8 birdie streak and displays some of the most emphatic fist pumping outside of the Jersey Shore.
March Madness will be upon us soon, but even that gets to be overkill.
Either way, baseball is hanging over us like Josh Beckett's gut over the spandex waist band of his gym shorts. (LOLJocks)
Smell that fresh cut grass, dirt, leather, and pine tar and let the jabberjaw chit chat infield chatter begin. Heeyyyyy whadaya say now whadaya say now lets see a steeerike hereee nah!!!
Love it. Also, I found this Barry Bonds rookie card.
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