Tomorrow I can be a kid again. (acrylics)

No, it's not the real season with real games that count for real.
But tomorrow at 2:05 the Chicago Cubs play the Arizona Diamondbacks in a spring training game.
Anthony Freaking Rizzo is going to swing a bat at a pitch from another team.
You know?
Pitchers and catchers reporting is good for the head, but there's no concrete 1st person evidence that it actually happened.
I wanna see something.
Even if I'm stuck in a meeting, I want to look at my little At Bat app and watch when the game starts.
Then I can look around the meeting and... maybe I'll luck out and the conversation in the room goes like so:
"Who knows how the market will react if we don't do it." says Somebody Important.
Then the guy everybody thinks is the Smartest Guy in the Room says, "Yeah, but if we DO do it..."
That's when I cut in with, "YOU SAID DOO DOO!"
You know?
BASEBALL IS HERE, MAN.
Lighten the hell up.
Pull my finger.
Cut the cheese.
I wanted to work but the sun was in my eyes.
The dog ate my keynote presentation.

Look at how interesting it is in my little At Bat App.
Dan Vogelbach is here. If you weighed the weight he lost, it would be about C.J. Edwards. Over there is Arismendy Alcantara. I've wanted to meet that guy for a year now. Christian Villanueva! Got a little chip on your shoulder, dude? 
Come ON, this is fanTASTIC!

I love baseball.