The abbreviated baseball season gave me a lot of joy, or at least periodic breaks from the raging pandemic nightmare we’ve all been living through since March. Since that nightmare shows exactly zero signs of abating, I think those breaks are what passes as joy now.
After a four-month delay that revealed as much about the labor issues the league will face in the next Collective Bargaining Agreement as it did about the the challenges of playing sports in a pandemic, baseball managed to play (most of) a shortened season. The Marlins managed to play 60 games despite an early season outbreak and a lot of seven-inning doubleheaders.