Major League Baseball starting spring training and the regular season on its original schedule sounds like a terrible idea. I can't wait.
Making someone work in Florida right now sounds like the worst idea we've had in America since we trusted a smarmy misanthrope named Mark Zuckerberg with our personal information.
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This news, if it holds up, gives us the opportunity to dream of lush mowed outfields, sunshine, ambient baseball sounds and artistry.
We won't know for many months whether the Twins' signing of shortstop Andrelton Simmons will propel them to an overdue playoff victory, but baseball, unlike almost every other sport, is really more about the day-to-day unspooling of the long season, and serial entertainment that enhances summer days and nights, than it is about championships.
At least, that's the way I've always felt.
That's why, for me, Simmons is the most exciting signing the Twins could have made, if we want to live in the real world — the one in which the Twins were never going to sign Trevor Bauer, no matter how much you complain about the Pohlads.
Baseball's starting pitchers work every five of six days. The best relievers work a few times a week. The best hitters can go hitless in any given game.