I randomly found myself with a day off, 60 miles south of West Palm Beach (in Miami for work), which could mean only one thing: I was going to Spring Training.
It was my first time attending & I felt a bit like a kid at Disneyland unable to decide which ride to enjoy first. There's so much going on all at one time & I only had about three hours to take it all in.
A few thoughts about my time at The Ballpark of the Palm Beaches:
*Morning stretches started as soon as we got there & seeing everyone out on the field got me pretty hype for the 2017 season.