My wife says I'm crazy, but I have this itch. I have a conference next week in LA and I've got a free day to play with. So I decided I'm going to drive to Arizona and catch a Cactus League game next Thursday. It's a long drive and all, but hey, who knows when I'll be back. I was going to see the Cubbies, but they weren't home that day and you won't see anyone you care about. So I decided to go to the heart of the beast. Surprise, Arizona, home of the Kansas City F@cking Royals. I will wear my bright orange World Series t-shirt and World Series Mets hat. I may get abused, but these are Kansas City people. I hear worse on the subway. Besides, I relish the abuse, because the Mets were actually in the World Series last year and they have learned from their mistakes. I will stroll the concourse and walk the berm. I may even buy a beer and watch the game for a while. But I will be loud and proud, something I'm not that used to being as a Mets fan.