The Final Countdown.

This is what I get for making fun of Mike Cameron's optimism. As I was trying to find out exactly what a cubit is before the skies open, I happened to see the weather forecast for opening day: partly cloudy with a high of sixty-seven. I suppose that I can take comfort in the fact that it won't be sixty-seven degrees at 8 o'clock at night and that it is supposed to be windy but being wrong is annoying. One more week.