Alright, guys and gals, my first post of my life. Please, feel free to comment.

Sometimes, we get lost in the excitement, the passion, the emotion of it all. Sometimes, we act like little kids waiting to open their birthday presents. Others simply lounge around, waiting to criticize another player or coach. We have enough cynics, though, so screw those people.

As the days get shorter (4 now) until Tribe Time officially begins, I can’t help but act all jittery inside. We’ve been dormant for six months, painfully yet patiently watching time pass by, counting the days until we can see another Grady Sizemore highlight reel, or to some die-hard optimists, maybe even a pie in the face after a home win. I feel like a kid. I don’t care about the worthlessness of the economy, or the painfulness of school. No, all I can feel is the spring air on my face, the sun soaking me, while I bathe under a sky of blue.

Whether it be the voice of Tom Hamilton on AM 1100, or Rick Manning and Matt Underwood on STO, it’s still the voices of The Cleveland Indians.

Heading into Friday, I leave you all with these thoughts of wisdom:

• It’s great to see former Cleveland Indians beat up on us. Really, the irony is just hilarious. Franklin Gutierrez displayed some of his talent against Lee and the Tribe, as well as against Lewis the other day.
• I gotta say, though, Joe Smith is looking like he’s worth every bit of talent we gave up for him. It would take at least five Edward Mujicas to equal a half of a Joe Smith.
• Travis Hafner hit a nice homer on Wednesday. What was most impressive, however, was that he was down 0-2 in the count. It’s way too early to assume anything, but it’s definitely a nice sign of live game improvement from Pronk, who’s bating practice sessions just haven’t been translating onto the field.
• I wouldn’t be worried about the Tribe’s offense right now. Batters 1-5 are some of the most dangerous in the league. If Asdrubal can continue his awesome spring with a good regular season, I forsee a lot of 9-1-2 (Cabrera-Sizemore-DeRosa) runs and RBI’s.

And finally…

Please, someone tell me the name of the band that sings “What’s My Age Again?” They are my favorite band, and I will forever love the person who knows the answer.