Is it OK to believe in the San Francisco Giants this year?

Is it too much to ask, too much to expect, too much to project that the black and orange can be the second-best team in the National League West?

Is it too bold to suspect that the left side of the field — third base Matt Chapman, shortstop Willy Adames, and left fielder Heliot Ramos — can make the All-Star Game? Too brash to believe that the top three in the rotation can go toe-to-toe with anyone in the show? Too saucy to think that the bullpen can be one of baseball’s best?

Is it merely wishful thinking to believe that this is the season the Giants — who have posted one winning campaign in the last eight years — can win just a few more than they lose over 162 games?

I’m not asking for 2025 to be the Giants’ year. But amid the dulcet daydreams that arrive with daylight saving time — hope springing eternal and all that — I am wondering if this season can be a year worth remembering for San Francisco. We haven’t experienced too many of those lately.

The Drive for 85 (wins) starts Thursday in Cincinnati.

We might not be able to watch every spring training game, but I have seen enough to