The sunglasses are dusted off, Tivas and Birkenstocks are slipped on and constricting undergarments slipped off. Spring's fandom swells and the Gloomy-Gus winter enthusiasts are put away with the gloves, hats and skis. Opinions as to why this is the greatest season in our season arsenal abound. Baseball season is starting - enchantingly American. Fresh fruits and vegetables overflow grocery store bins - culinarily delightful.
Spring seems, for most people, to be about rebirth and beginnings.
For me, one of spring's most magical elements is an ending. It is NBA playoff season. I get basketball fever. The airhorns, the screaming crowds, size 52 Nikes squeaking professionally on sparkling arena courts - man, now those are some of life's most beautiful things. I do love this game.