Baseball is my favorite season, and Opening Day, my favorite holiday. I have been a baseball fan for as long as I can remember. I collected baseball cards in elementary school. Michael Senner, with his Beckett’s Baseball Card Price Guide tucked under his arm at every recess, let me know in no uncertain terms that I should have never, NEVER put a pin through the white strip at the top of the Topp’s Jose Canseco rookie card and tacked it to my bulletin board. It did not matter to Michael Senner that I thought Jose Canseco was cute. Going to my grandparent’s house in Sidney, Montana, as a child, my cousins had the Chicago Cubs game on every day with Harry Carey in the booth. By default, I felt I had to be a Cubbies fan. Ryne Sandburg was my favorite player, and I could not wait to tell Michael Senner that I did NOT tack his baseball card to my bulletin board. When you grow up in eastern Montana with no nearby metropolitan area, fans have some choices on favorite te...