I found spring (actually summer) in Palm Springs last week. However, I lost it again when I returned to Chicago. The temperature is supposed to be 38 degrees for the White Sox opener this afternoon.

Oh well, you can’t have everything. At least, we’ll have real baseball today.

I’m rested and ready to go, confident that warm breezes will be visiting my town at some point before June.

To put everyone in the mood for the start of the new season, here’s one of my all-time favorites: Oscar Gamble and his legendary hair.