On March 8 of last year, I sent the worst tweet in my life. “You: applying hand sanitizer every 10 minutes,” it read. “Me: [a photo of myself lounging on a beach chair, holding a can of Corona with the Caribbean Sea in the background].”
Like Ted Cruz, I know all about taking an ill-advised trip to Cancún. I left New York on March 6, two days after Sports Illustrated employees were notified that a person who worked for another company in our office building had tested positive for the coronavirus. I remember joking with a coworker before I left that I wouldn’t be too mad if I wasn’t allowed back in the country.