I’m so excited about my Texas Rangers’ Opening Day today that I woke up at 5:00 a.m. and haven’t been able to go back to sleep. My stomach is doing flip-flops as I think about how fun it will be to be back at the Ballpark, with all the familiar sights and smells and sounds… the crack of the bat, the national anthem, our first good play, the dot race, hot dogs and peanuts and lemon chills…

This day ranks just behind Christmas as my favorite day of the year. Probably because going to baseball games is one of my favorite childhood memories. The moment I step into a ballpark, everything seems comfortable and easy and fun. Nothing else seems to matter. For four hours, it’s just me and 40,000 other people like me getting to watch a baseball game.

Go Rangers. Play ball!