Spring is in the air. Outside my window the street is covered with ice, but 1199 short miles from here, pitchers, catchers and David Wright are showing up for training and real baseball is just a heartbeat away. The offseason's been long, but I survived thanks to a new found love of football and some winter league games starring my main man Fonzie. And now after months of checking Metsblog every five minutes to see what was happening with Johan, he is finally throwing as a Met. Now spring training is finally here, and there'll be no more agonizing over Omar's moves, performance enhancing drugs and last year's brutal ending. Starting tomorrow, it's all about 2008 Mets baseball.