Play ball! ...
And not much else.
No fans. No hot dogs. No “Beer here!” No programs.
No high-fives. No chewing tobacco. No locker room interviews.
The actual game that began in two cities last night — and starts tonight for the Detroit Tigers in Cincinnati — is still baseball between the white lines. But it’s something else outside them.
“How strange has it been?” I asked Tigers pitcher Michael Fulmer earlier this week, as he prepared for the virus-shortened season.
“On a scale of 1 to 10,” he replied, “it’s been a 12.