Arizona Sun

[Band of Brothers]

Arizona Sun

A new year of hope has begun

Pitchers and catchers get there first

Spring training with their hands in the dirt

The smell of a leather glove

The feel of a baseball in your hand

The whole world feels right again

Spring is on the horizon for the greatest game on earth

The birth of a new season is a celebration of life

Our friend is back to guide us through the summer and into fall

The crack of the bat as we all hold our breath

A triple in the gap and a slide at third throwing dirt in the air like a child playing in a sandpit

All dreams are possible and we all dream of the big prize

A World Series in November as the leaves fall and champions rise

I can't wait until the team flies north for the summer fight

A Band of Brothers unite to make all the dreams come true

But first everything starts in that Arizona sun


Dedicated to another year of Giants baseball and to all that dream of a magical year to come