Spring is in the air. You can see the leaves begin to sprout, you can smell the honeysuckle bloom, and you can hear the first basemen begin to stretch their groins from all the way in Florida. That’s right, Spring Training is in full swing (pun intended) as the players are reporting to their first practice sessions of the year. There’s always a lot of talk about the many pitchers and catchers of the major league, but the one story creating all the buzz right now is the one about the prophet himself. That’s right ladies and gents, it’s Tebow Time!
We all know Tim Tebow is a first-ballot 30 For 30 candidate, and we all know he’s got a more spirit than a damn haunted house, but one thing people forget is that the College Game Day host is also a starting outfielder for the Mets minor league organization. This year, Tebow’s name has begun stirring in the press after the Mets GM claimed “I think he will play in the major leagues” in reference to Tebow.
Now I have mixed feeling about this. First off, it’s nice to see multi-sport athletes back in the sports world again, even if this guy doesn’t play multiple sports anymore. It may be a far fall from Deion Sanders and Bo Jackson, but at least it’s a step in the right direction. Plus, ticket sales would skyrocket with Tebow on the Mets. Every MLB fan would love the opportunity to see Tebow play at their stadium, even if only to heckle him. This could be a great franchise press move.
On the counter-point, Tebow already has it made. He’s a legit Christian legend, the “13th apostle”, if you will. He has, since becoming a baseball player, preformed real miracles such as hitting a homerun on his first ever at bat, hitting another homerun after high fiving a young autistic fan in the crowd, and praying over an elderly man who was suffering a heart attack on a plane (the man survived). Not to mention, I personally watched Tebow, in college, dismantle the SEC as he won 2 National Championships at Florida and earned himself the Heisman Trophy. The man is already a gift from God, and his heart of gold is impossible to corrupt. Hate him or love him or hate to love him (as I do, being a UGA fan), Tim has got that special something. I’d call him the Michael Jordan of baseball, but Michael Jordan already was the Michael Jordan of baseball and he sucked.
So, go ahead Mr. Tebow and claim another victory. Prove the world wrong for the umpteenth time and win the Cy Young (*crowd laughs here*) or whatever it is you’re destined to do. And when I see you at a Braves game this season, prepare yourself for a tip of the cap followed by a prominent “NFL DRAFT BUST” chant. Because you deserve both.