It takes skill, this following baseball. I mean following a single game, in progress. It takes practice. It takes training. So while February at long-blessedly-last fades into the rebirth and reawakening that we call March, my favorite teams are at last in spring training -- The Red Sox in Fort Myers, Fla., the Rockies in Scottsdale, and Cubs in Mesa, Arizona. And that means that while they're in spring training, so am I.
Insight can come in strange places. Like, for example, during a make-believe game show about your life being played by a dozen and a half or so friends on your birthday, while you watch from a lawn-chair-of-honor on the sideline so you can occasionally arbitrate disputed answers.
Well, that was when this particular insight came to me, anyway.
