Blame Cannada

The NBA in the bubble is…kind of good.

It’s absurd that this is a controversial statement, considering we just went months without a single new sporting event. But the weird new atmosphere with no fans, coupled with enhanced social and political messaging during games, has turned a lot of casual viewers off.

I’m trying y’all.

I’m trying to avoid talking about coronavirus. I don’t want to. I know you’re probably sick of it. Everybody has opinions and you’ve likely been bombarded with them.

I’ve addressed some of my concerns on the topic in the column, but I’m trying not to beat you guys over the head with it.

Do I need to be liked? Absolutely not.

I like to be liked.

I enjoy being liked.

I have to be liked.

But it’s not like this compulsive need to be liked, like my need to be praised.”

Those beautiful words from Michael Scott are more true than I want to admit sometimes.

I’m old.

To borrow from Bilbo Baggins, I know I don’t look it, but I’m beginning to feel it—like butter scraped across too much bread.

(Some of you are probably saying, “yes you do look it,” but now is not the time.)

They want to play.

We used to live in a country where willingness to participate was the only prerequisite for legal, recreational activity.

I know our decision makers are in a tough spot because of COVID.

Those in charge don’t want to make hasty decisions because they don’t have all the data. They don’t want to make the wrong decisions. They don’t want to make a decision that puts someone in danger.

If you can’t guarantee safety, then unfortunately you’re going to have to bite the bullet and say, ‘We may have to go without this sport for this season.’”

Those were the words of Dr. Anthony Fauci, who said in June that the return of sporting events may be too dangerous.

I’ve always been a dog person.

For my eighth birthday, my parents bought me a Beagle puppy that turned out to be one of the greatest friends I’ve ever known. She was good natured, loved to play and had so much energy.

She was a great representative of her kind—an ambassador, if you will.

But they’re not all like her.