My feeling is probably similar to how Hank Steinbrenner feels when the Phillip Morris Convention rolls into town. Pure titillation.
So when my buddy Mark offered me a ticket to the Yankees' home opener against the Angels on Tuesday, you can guess that my schedule was quickly cleared.
Being your dutiful Yankee blogger, I felt it was my responsibility to do a couple of laps around the House That George Built and report on what I saw.
Please excuse my shoddy camera work. I used my camera phone, which makes several of the photos look like stills from the Zapruder film. Also, I drank eight beers between 11 a.m. and 5 p.m.
Why don't you join me?
Click here to check out the slideshow, featured over at Bleacher Report.