Welcome to … Gila Bend?
Since this is will be my first entire spring covering the Padres — I came over from the other side of the parking lot last year at this time, where I had been covering the Mariners — I consider myself lucky in that I no longer have to fly to Spring Training, rent a car, all that jazz.
Instead, I got to drive over from San Diego today in my own car, the first time I’ve taken the mostly not-so scenic drive on I-8 through such lovely destinations as Aztec (seriously, that’s its name) and, of course, Gila Bend, where I actually heard a Milli Vanilli song while in the Burger King bathroom.
"Baby … don’t forget my number." Don’t lie. You know that song.
Anyway, glad to be in Peoria, where things will pick up on Thursday when Padres’ pitchers and catchers report. There won’t be a whole lot of action until the first workout Saturday but I’ll be here to report on what’s happening and, of course, to blog.
If you’ve got any questions, feel free to comment on the blog and I’ll do my best to answer them as we move forward. Six weeks (well, five, with the trip to China) in Peoria, it should be fun.
Here’s hoping I brought sunscreen, Corey