A new season begins tonight. The greatest sport there is returns for another long season. Life is good again. And if the Sox don't win? Hey, it happens. I'm happy. No expectations this year. I'm just going to enjoy it. (I reserve the right to change my mind if they're 10 games out by June, of course.) See you Tuesday in the Bronx, boys! I'll be the girl wearing her Sox hat and shirt with pride. F the psycho fans.