It’s not March yet, so we have not entered the narrow window of time — experts refer to it as “Springum Trainingus” — where I suddenly view the world only through rose-colored glasses. Glasses which are, of course, used to down chocolate martinis.
In March I am hopelessly and relentlessly optimistic, because you just never do know in baseball and there is almost always an avenue available to squint and see a successful season. The rest of the year, though, I try to be a tad more realistic. Nonetheless, even after calibrating with my state-of-the-art realitiometer, I find myself pretty bullish on the A’s 2018 lineups.