It's a day that happens only in Boston, as far as we know. Maybe they do it in Milwaukee and Kansas City, but we doubt it; only Red Sox fans are maniacal enough to go out on a cold morning to watch some boxes be loaded in a truck. That's right, it's Truck Day - the day when the Sox equipment heads south for Fort Myers and Spring Training.

It's the day when dozens of fans and a handful of media members (we're pleased to live in both worlds) mill around, mindful of the magnificent silliness of the whole affair. It's the day when a cardboard box can get a round of applause, if "Tek" is written on the side. It's the day when people (or was it just us?) seriously contemplate grabbing onto the back of the truck and clinging for dear life for over a thousand miles.

    

It's the day when spring feels somewhat kinda sorta not too far away from being close to being around the corner. Almost.

    

Photos by the author. Check out the complete set for more trucky goodness.