by Rick Valente

In a city like Boston, the start of spring training doesn't just resemble the beginning of the baseball season; it resembles the light at the end of the tunnel. Once the famous (or infamous) truck leaves for Fort Myers, Bostonians know it won't be too long before they can put their ice scrapers away, give their backs a rest from all of the shoveling, and maybe even go outside without a winter jacket fit for climbing large mountains. The walk from the car to the grocery store gets a little less treacherous, and you can actually see the sun for an hour or so after you get out of your nine-to-five. Remember last year? With the additions of Adrian Gonazlez and Carl Crawford surely making the 2011 Red Sox the "Greatest Red Sox Team Ever", and snow falling more fiercely than the stock market on Black Monday, saying Boston was giddy for spring training would have been like saying Tim Thomas' political stance "leans a little to the right."