The Triumphant Red Sox Blog

I'm alive!

I have no excuses for my long absence. I suffered no dread diseases that had me comatose and hospitalized; I wasn't lying in a ditch on the side of the road, undiscovered for months after a terrible auto accident or ferocious winter storm; aliens did not abduct me and perform torturous experiments upon my body and mind. No, I'm just a big bag of ca-ca. But I'm back. And I'm leaving for spring training in...

(Drum roll, please...)

(Wait for it...)

(Are you ready?)

THREE DAYS!

Three days, folks. That's a Washington's birthday holiday weekend. A 3-day Macy's sale. The very same amount of time it took Jesus Christ to eat the last supper, die on a cross, and rise from the dead. Except that I fortunately, don't have to save humankind in that amount of time. All I have to do is pack, get myself and my luggage to Logan Airport, and board a plane to a magical place where I won't have to see this for a week.

OK, kids I'll see. But they won't be trudging through snow, which means neither will I.

I'm almost ready to go. Going through the checklist in my mind...

• Airline reservation direct to Southwest Florida Airport – CHECK!
• Economy rental car – CHECK!
• Tickets for six pre-season games – CHECK!
• 2007 World Series t-shirt – CHECK!
• Travel journal hand-crafted by my friend Pam – CHECK!
• Custom scorebook made by yours truly – CHECK!
• White-Out, just in case of scoring mistakes – CHECK!
• Sharpie, for autographs – CHECK!
• My brother's super-duper digital SLR camera and zoom lens, the better for capturing butt shots of my favorite Red Sox players – CHECK!
• And last but not least, my previously dog-eaten and since regurgitated laptop for (hopefully) daily blogging from Fort Myers – CHECK!

I'm still trying to find a way to download the aforementioned butt shots from the aforementioned camera without the accompanying software, but once I resolve that small glitch, I'll be ready to post image after image that will have you feeling almost like you're there with me.

Talk to you then.

Labels: spring training