Foul Ball

I disagree with a recent editorial that suggested that, while the baseball season was suspended, the country itself had suffered a blow to its… what? Esteem? Identity? Is it really that serious, that big an issue? And should it be?

Yes, baseball is our “national pastime”, whatever that means. But its absence shouldn’t cause such an emotional roller coaster ride, should it? How empty are our lives if that’s all it takes to go off the rails?

I suppose I shouldn’t be so critical. The assaults on what’s familiar and enjoyable are piling up in the midst of this miserable pandemic. And just because I haven’t missed baseball doesn’t mean no one else has.

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