White Sox Opening Day: Baseball is back and we're OK with that

It's said there's no such thing as a bad day of fishing. That extends to a day at the ballpark, which we were fortunate enough to experience Tuesday afternoon.

Baseball is back. Thank God, baseball is back.

Since the sport last left us in October, a Sox fan became the nation's first African-American president, the economy spiraled further out of control and a Kevin James movie has become the highest grossing film so far of 2009.

It's certainly been an emotional few months. To say it's good to be have baseball back in our lives is like saying Jim Thome's eighth-inning, three-run home run was "neat." The return of baseball to Chicago is everything we deserve after enduring brutal wind-chill factors, freezing rain and ousted governors.
But that's not to say everything went smoothly at the Cell Tuesday afternoon.

As we took our seats in right-centerfield just in time to hear Chicago natives Matthew Santos and Lupe Fiasco provide an acoustic rendition of their hit song "Superstar," we quickly realized that not all U.S. Cellular employees were operating at mid-season form. It was amusing to see the Sox' promotional staff tackle their first between-inning segments with mixed levels of comfort. A beer vendor serving our section even went so far as to shush one beverage-seeker who dared draw his attention while he was handing someone else a brew. By mid-April these guys should have all the kinks worked out. Read more