The smell of freshly cut grass. The crisp crack of bat hitting ball. The soaring cheers of legions watching... sumo wrestling, piano races, and karaoke with a "real Japanese guy." Yes, it is time for St. Paul Saints baseball. The team is best known for its between-innings tomfoolery, but this season the Saints are leaving the rail yards of Midway for a new stadium in Lowertown. This is baseball in its purest, weirdest form, where you get to root for young guys on dream odysseys to the Major Leagues, not indignant millionaires who bat .230 or serve up cannon fire from the mound. And if it's accompanied by the annual Running of the Pigs, all the better.