Nothing says spring like a game of Little League Baseball. 
And getting to watch my grandson play his first big boy baseball game brought spring to it’s full bloom. A game played as the beautiful spring evening sky embraced us.
Our little future (dreaming) ball player standing on green grass turf. To my surprise the turf was man made. WHAT! What happened to the good old grassy ground with weeds and all? Well, the good news is he won’t have grass stains on his new baseball uniform.
He stands out in center field. Our little guy. As he practices his catch, pitch, or maybe a new dance, not sure what he was doing out there. No ball heading his way or anyway. Little League Baseball can be so entertaining.
Then it happened the changing of the guards. Time to put on the safety helmet and “Batter up!”
With a bat in hand he is in full swing. Ball one! Ball two! Ball three! Ball four. Walk! This was the whole game. Not a single ball was hit by the bat. No problem! His team ended up winning.. It was a walk to base game. They all arrived safely home.
Oh, yeah! It’s spring!
So when they say,” Play ball.” What they really mean is just “play.”