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What we desperately need right now is a national game of catch. Each of us, across the land, six feet or more from the next person, of course (60 feet, six inches away would be perfect).
Opening Day, or what was supposed to have been, is here, and we're instead cooped up in our homes, practicing social distancing as if I'm Madison Bumgarner and you're Yasiel Puig. Today's ceremonial first pitch? Toss your sibling a bag of Ruffles. That's about as good as we can do.
This is normally one of the most sacred days on the sports calendar, a time for optimism and anticipation, warmth and joy.