The worst time of the year

Like so many of you, I am a fan of all sports.  I have never hidden my passion for horse racing and my love of the Bears, but there is a special place in most of our hearts for Baseball.  That is what makes this next month or so my last favorite time of year.  With the Bears long out of the post-season picture, the days of spring are something I am waiting with nervous excitement for. 

Unfortunately it is only January, and an entire month until pitchers and catchers report-even longer until spring games actually begin-meaning the sports abyss is upon us.  The days are long, and hope continues to grow, but it cannot come soon enough.  Until then I will have to fill the days with baseball movies, vintage games, and of course a bit of horseplay.