The first eight innings felt like waking from an anxiety dream, only to find that it wasn't a dream at all.

I really like baseball writing, Today was the Phillies opener. I'm glad I wasn't there, as it was cold and gray and dreary and also very worrisome up until the last inning, which was a corker. The sentence in the title of this post is from a column by Phil Sheridan, Phillies sports writer extraordinaire.