Tired. Sore. Just barely alive. It's a wonder why I love doing this job so much. Only this year - considering my new status at the ballpark - I should be calling this blog "Confessions of an Assistant Clubbie." Moved on up. Sadly, not everyone came with me. Fred's still very much in the parking lot - he almost didn't get that.
Changes have been made, good changes and some bad. I'll get to the details as the season - which hasn't even started - pans out. 'Til next time.
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