Joe DiMaggio looked forward to Opening Day with the same excitement he did a birthday party when he was a kid.
“You think something wonderful is going to happen,” the Yankee Clipper once said.
Today is Opening Day around the major leagues.
I want to see something wonderful today and tomorrow and every day until the final out of the final game of the World Series.
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I want to see someone hit .400 and someone else win the Triple Crown.
I want to see a perfect game on a Sunday at Tropicana Field. Why the Trop? Because I’ll be there. Why a Sunday? It’s a deadline friendly game time.
“You just keep thinkin’ Butch. That’s what you’re good at.”
I want to see how the Tampa Bay Rays react to being American League champs.
I want to see what Evan Longoria does for an encore.
I want to see Carl Crawford run the bases with a pair of healthy hamstrings.
I want to see how CC Sabathia handles the pressure of pitching in New York.
I want to see if the Chicago Cubs can finally win the World Series. I want to see a Cubs fan actually show disappointment when they don’t.
I want to see Rocco Baldelli play an entire season.
I want to read a really good baseball book. I’ve waited until today to start “The Corporal was a Pitcher,” Ira Berkow’s latest about Lou Brissie, who shattered his left leg in Italy during World War II and managed to pitch in the major leagues.
Looks like a good read.
I don’t want to read, hear or see anything about Alex Rodriguez. Yes, I know, I’m really dreaming here.
I want the Pittsburgh Pirates to win at least 82 games.
I want to go to a ball field some sunny morning and have someone hit me ground balls at short.
I want to see an unassisted triple play.
I want to hear Jon Miller say “Edwin Encarnacion.”
I want to hear Bob Shepard’s voice one more time in the background as Derek Jeter comes to bat at Yankee Stadium.
I want to see a few more Rays appear on Baseball Tonight’s Web Gems.
I’m dying to see the Carlos Peña Slugger-bot the Rays are giving away Sept. 6.
I want to see a pitcher make a run at 30 wins.
I want to see some team win a game on a squeeze bunt.
I want teams to bring back those old bullpen carts. You know, the ones with the big baseball cap on the top.
I want to hear some superstar say, “You know what? I’m making a heck of a lot of money, and I like playing in this city. Pay me what you can.”
I want to see David Price pitch big games in a pennant race. Wouldn’t mind seeing him on the mound again in Game 7 of the ALCS.
I want the excitement that filled the Trop in 2008 return this season.
I want a lot, I know. But it’s Opening Day. A kid can dream, can’t he?
Roger Mooney, sports writer, can be reached at 745-7080, ext. 2112.