Such was the joy of the battle, a moment to savor frankly all matters considered, I shall begrudgingly accept the bitter denouement.
During a time, when each day seems to bring yet a new stressful situation, both attendant to the pandemic and otherwise, it was a blessing to spend a Monday afternoon watching a live basketball game with a rooting interest.
Normally at this time of year, I’m consuming my Phil Steele, preparing for college football. Which endeavor remains a 50-50 proposition, even for my Louisville Cardinals and the ACC. But I remain hopeful for that.
The flipside is that the NBA has made the bubble work.