Every spring, I look forward to Opening Day. There’s just something
about when the calendar flips to April that makes me yearn for
baseball. Maybe it’s the turn of the weather, or maybe it’s time
for my annual filling of peanuts and Cracker Jacks… Whatever the
case, I’m ready! One of my favorite baseball memories was
when my Dad took me to Opening Day. We ventured out to Boston’s
Fenway district, and took in the game at the old ball park. I have
no idea what the score was, or who even won the...