Searching for meaning....

Spring training is like the search for extraterrestrial intelligence: You scan the cosmos in search of something, anything, out of the ordinary. It might be a radio burst from the burgeoning new galaxy Florial 2023. It might be a blip from the long lost, ancient star system of Larnaway 1999. 

But this we know: There is something out there. Will this be the year we make contact? (Because all these strikeouts are killing us.)

Clint Frazier: 2 for 3 with a double and a walk, and a stolen base. What else do they want?

Tulowitzki: 1 for 2 with a double, and he turned a double play.

Greg Bird: 1 for 3 with a double (and a K).

Estavan Florial: 2 for 3 with 2 doubles. 

Luis Cessa: 3 innings, one earned run, 4 Ks. I believe the Yankees are out of options on this guy, so if we put him a bus to Scranton, he might not get past Binghamton. Thus, it's in everybody's interests for him to pitch well. And he did. 

Danny Farquhar: Ouch. One third of an inning, 5 earned runs. First outing since his brain aneurysm, which makes Tommy John surgery look like a cold. It's a long road back, done in baby steps. Fingers crossed. When gazing into the starry firmament, signals of hope may come in many forms.