My streak is about to end. It is longer than DiMaggio’s, shorter than Ripken’s, just a few shy of Feliciano Lopez’s (you can look that one up).
I have been to 63 or 64 straight U.S. Open/National Championship tennis tournaments, as a spectator or reporter. This year, though, there will be no paying fans admitted at the Billie Jean King National Tennis Center, and very few reporters. I will be watching the matches on television, like nearly everybody else. COVID-19 has done many things much worse than this, yet I reserve the right to whine a bit.
The Open is never just about the tennis, of course.