Today is the official Opening Day for the NY Yankees.

Spring sprung with a bloomin’ incredible winning pace set by my beloved Yankees.

The promising season officially began last Sunday featuring the new Baby Bombers who had exploded offensively during spring training.

First baseman, Greg Bird, tweeted a flow of home runs, star catcher, Gary Sanchez, continued his impressive ways, we judged Aaron Judge in a new light.

Hopes ran high.

One week later and April showers have rolled in.

I cannot see clearly now after back to back losses with big leads against divisional rival, the Baltimore Orioles.

To make things worse, Sanchez and Bird went down with injuries on Saturday.

Starting pitching, including ace, Masahiro Tanaka, have failed to impress.

Sports addiction continues with its’ euphoric highs and rock bottom lows.

The good news is hope springs eternal during the next 156 games.

The bad news is there are 156 agonizing games left.

It pisses me off that I have given full, uplifting support to the Yankees and I am getting bounced around again, just like last season.

Am I the boob…only time will tell.