I don't like baseball, I find it slow and boring, but I can understand the appeal of seeing a game in person. Yesterday walking the dog and listening to the radio they had reporters at Fenway talking opening day. An absolutely stunning day for it.
For those of you outside of New England, we had a pretty mild winter up until Phil the Groundhog predicted an early Spring, and then we got belted with something akin to 108 inches of snow-- and I'm not exaggerating.
I can happily report walking the dog today required no jacket and there was not a trace of snow to be found anywhere. I think we've broken winter's back.