
What is not to be said about spring training, is that baseball is back. Baseball is not back. Yes, people are playing catch, swinging bats, and adjusting their wedding tackle, but this is like me sticking feathers up my butt, and then clucking like a chicken...
Quick name the most exciting thing from Spring Training last year... If you said the melee between the Yankees and the G Rays, then you would be correct? So, if Spring Training really were a good indicator of things to come, then these two teams should have been at each other's throats throughout the season, right? Oh, but wasn't it the Red Sox that were brawling with the G Rays come mid-season?
My point is that the only thing "important" about Spring Training last season was the people that got injured (Boof Bonser is already down! Just give up now, Twins!) and the people that fought. Last year, Lastings Milledge had a HUGE spring. Then he went on to bat .268 in the regular season. So, how good someone performs in Spring Training does not really mean anything (except that maybe you draft them in the 9th round of your fantasy draft instead of Xavier Nady, only to drop them 5 weeks later... When Xavier Nady has already been gobbled up).

No matter the the competition, if a game or match is being broadcasted and the result actually matters, then you should always take that over the alternative. This is the point of sport. It's not to have fun, it's to have a result. I sure as shit didn't hang onto my Pre-SAT scores, just like I sure as shit am not going to harp on Ian Kinsler's .250 pre-season batting average. Because it doesn't mean anything and your ability to enjoy the arbitrary ends when fate is at stake and we happen to be sharing a bar top. Good day!
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