Hey! Psst! Hey Astros fans,
It's April 3rd, wake up!
It's Opening Day.
Opening Day, 162 games ahead,
the record is 0-0 and the Astros are in first place,
Every team is in first place.
There is no eleven games behind the Cardinals,
There is no World Series sweep.
Granted, there is no Roger Clemens,
There is no Jeff Bagwell,
There is no Busch Stadium (Thank Goodness),
The smell of grass, get your glove out,
Pound your fist into it and smell the leather.
It's Opening Day.
Stir up memories of great Astros teams,
Time we've all enjoyed, in front of a TV,
Listening on the radio or online,
Or scrounging around for any information
We can get, sitting in a restaraunt, asking
Someone to change the channel.
Just to follow up on our team:
The Astros, the Space City Nine,
The Colt .45's . . . do you remember the
Rainbow Astros with the scoreboard in
The background, or the gold and navy
Shooting stars? All the way to the Blood and
Mud Astros of Minute Maid Park.
Minute Maid Park, the Juicer, she is a
Grand field, with Tal's Hill,
Flagpole and all. She's seen one
World Series, an 18 inning nail-biter game,
She's seen greats like Biggio, Bagwell,
Clemens, and Pettite. The Astros are back.
The Season is back. Baseball is back my friends.
Welcome home Astros, and welcome home
Astros fans. Strap in, here we go, it's
Gonna be exciting. I'm StarStruck
- From One Crazy 'Stros fan to Another | 
