Spring fever and Spring arms. Spring fever breeds March Madness.
Baseball ending and crisp air. Baseball ending and football beginning.
There are many questions in this life, many of which won't ever be answered. One of these questions? What is the best season for sports?
I know it's not summer. Even as a huge Red Sox fan, I get that it just doesn't have enough going on and it's not winter because the only championship that's really going on is the Superbowl, but is that really enough to carry a season?
I used to be a die hard fall person, in large part because the baseball playoffs were going on and football season really starts to heat up. The fact I love autumn in and of itself was also taken into consideration.
However, since the World Baseball Classic showed up, I find myself awaiting spring days just as bad as I was aching for the breaks in 100 degree heat.
Spring also has some tremendous cases to be considered as the top season for sports, number being this little dance between 64 collegiate athletes.
March Madness is by far the greatest playoff system in all of sports, and here is why. There are 64 teams for starters. That is such an astronomical number for a sports related playoff.
It's exciting, anyone can win a game (except for a No. 16 seed), and I don't think you follow Western Kentuck or Dayton for 11 months and 2 weeks out of the year, but right now, there's someone out there that had Illinois in the Sweet 16 that is rueing the day the Hilltoppers won the Sun Belt conference title.
Or maybe there is someone out there running around their office telling everyone that "they told you so" because they remember WKU in last year's Sweet 16.
Then there is spring training. There is no preseason more worthwhile than baseball. I'm not saying that preseason NFL games don't matter, but preseason NFL games don't matter.
I've never heard of anyone taking off a week to go watch the Lakers play a few preseason games or to go trek up to Edmonton to watch the Oilers get ready to take on the Blackhawks for a little preseason action.
Yet every year people flock to Fort Myers or Arizona to catch a break from the cold, kick back a few brews, and snag a few innings of baseball.
Enter the World Baseball Classic.
So many people hate it, and I understand why, yet I love it. Maybe it's because I have friends internationally and love to go back and forth with them in good fun, but it makes me feel great watching these guys.
I'm not worried about anybody getting hurt, but that's because I believe it's bigger than an MLB season. This is like the World Cup or the Olympics, a stage for your country to put out its best product.
They aren't getting paid as much, though, and that's why I understand people not playing. That said, I still love it.
So I figure this, fall can be best two out of three years, but when World Baseball Classic year runs around, I'm all about the spring.