For now, there was no obnoxiously loud music in the clubhouse. That unfortunately will come. Clubhouse, in this case, is a unique baseball thing. It means locker room. Breakfast food and sandwiches were everywhere.
Starvation is no threat.
Catchers and pitchers are the primary focus until Friday's first full-squad workout. But those nine volunteers gathered on the most remote of the complex's diamonds. Eager to swing bats. Paul Sorrento lofted one over a chain-link fence in rightfield. It almost carried into a lake.