Moving Day

This is it. This is the week we've all been waiting for since the last out at the beginning of October.

Kind of.

Moving Day is something of a twisted holiday amonst diehard baseball fans, simultaneously the first sign that camp is opening and an indication that you really have a problem. I mean, it's just a bunch of trucks and empty sunflower seed buckets. We're excited over trucks and buckets? It's just a little sad.

But awesome, don't forget awesome.

This offseason has seemed particularly long for me in a number of ways, all of them thanks in no small part to the success in the new Theo regime keeping everything airtight over on Yawkey Way. Sure, it's professional and respectable, but it sure makes for boring reading during the winter months.

J. D. Drew is ready to cautiously roam the confines of right field, Daisuke Matsuzaka is poised to capture the Rookie of the Year and Cy Young awards, Julio Lugo is ready to hit home runs for the right team at the Fens, and JC Romero is ready to live up to his badass name.

Or ar least, that's what it feels like at the close of Moving Day.