So, yeah, James and I are going to opening day.  I really SHOULDN’T go, as I have a test tonight.  I’ll have to leave the game a bit early to make it, but g-d, it is opening day and I have an opportunity to go.  I graduate this semester and I’ll admit a little bit of grad-school senioritis has set in.  The weather is just too nice.

Like every spring, I’m gung-ho about the Braves, and as usual I’ll probably go to four of five games, until about the end of June when I’ll start asking myself, “when does fall football practice start?  Denard Robinson sure is fast… ”

I’m quite appreciative of the tix, but I’m definitely wearing my Braves jersey from little league back in the day.  Unbelievably, it still fits.  I’ve never owned a REAL jersey, like James’ Mark Grace jersey, but I’m considering getting one today.  Do you think they have Heyward jerseys yet?  He’s the savior of the franchise, right (it is that time of the year after all)?  Y’know, other than Jeff Franceour.  Or Jarrod Saltalamacchia.  Hey, remember Wes Helms? Or Wilson Betemit?

So Tommy Hanson has worked out nicely, but I’ve just seen too many franchise saviors get traded or fall flat.  All signs point to great things for Heyward, so I’m hoping of the best.

Why are we sports fans?  We must all be masochists.  I usually remember this about the 9th inning of the first game the Braves lead when they pull out whoever the lame closer is for the year.  By mid-year we’ll have a rotation of three decent guys, and no real closer.

For today, though, it is opening day.  The weather is great.  Heyward is still a demi-god on the way to full-fledged deity status, and hopefully I’ll get to see the Braves ruin James’s day.  I’ll thank him for the ticket by simply smiling and not gloating TOO much.