Have I told you lately how much I miss watching Miami Marlins baseball? I know the world around us is concentrating on many other things than a ball made up of 108 stitches, but there is a void not being able to watch the boys of spring and summer play on local diamonds.
It’s eery and sobering all in one package. The Miami Marlins front office and players are like other sports teams in this era of our country – waiting and hoping for the best.
The time away, where sportswriters like myself are trying to keep our creative juices flowing by using different angles and themes to come up with innovation, has given me a chance to look at the Marlins as a team of mystery.