On Monday I got to watch my first Spring Training game, between the Giants and the Brewers. I only caught the game partway through, and then stopped to watch a movie about someone pretending to be Shakespeare, or pretending not to be Shakespeare, or something. There was an earl, who was secretly the son of another guy, who may or may not have secretly been the son of someone else, and they all wore those frilly things around their necks.
So I DVRed the game, and started it fresh. Damn, I missed baseball.
Some quick thoughts:
