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As I'm sure everyone reading this knows, I'm far too obsessed with baseball (also, as I'm sure you can tell now, I'm semi back. I'm working on random crap at work, but I have a down moment here)

And I figured I'd be slightly light-hearted here and just post the following, feel free to throw your own in the comments.

SIGNS YOU ARE TOO OBSESSED WITH BASEBALL

You spell Maze "M-A-Y-S" in your class's spelling bee.

You know the whole 40 man roster....
....of every team in your league....
....from the last ten years

You own jerseys or jersey shirts of the bullpen catchers.

You have visited the birthplaces of several different baseball players on vacation.

You read the sentence "Ahh. Yes, he’d be a good choice. Provided you don’t fear a post SB decline/Madden curse." in a football discussion about QBs and wonder why Drew Brees is stealing bases for the Tampa Bay rays (actually happened!)

You hear specific player names and immediately start laughing (Bob Wickman! Bill Ripken!)

There are no photos of you without a baseball cap on.

You know not just the real stats for your team, but the sabermetric ones too (Aramis's BABIP is far too low, he's at .179!)

You have gone to those sabermetric stats as reasons for why your favorite players are better than they seem.

You hear the name Castro and think of Starlin, not Fidel.

You start or stop doing simple things like sitting, standing, leaning on things, or eating based around how the team is doing at that moment (they scored a run when I was eating that corn, I better eat more (actually happened (didnt need this last parenthesis)))

You initially start a blog about your life and move it towards a baseball one within 6 months of starting it.

Add yours in the comments