Fifty-six days until Opening Night in Buffalo. (You ready, Sally?!)
I’m not going to give you the obvious 56 … who last I checked is still in a world of trouble, and who once tried to fight a colleague of mine, Ernie Palladino, who maybe stands 5-foot-5.
No, my 56 is my favorite author: Jim (Bulldog) Bouton, who penned “Ball Four”, one of the hilarious real-life sports books ever, and the sequel, “I’m Glad You Didn’t Take it Personally.”
Of course, the number 56 also reminds me of Joe D. for obvious reasons.
And a certain ex-Ranger who wore that number after he left.