It was all taken for granted, wasn’t it?
Before 2020, sports were the one thing we could rely on. There could be wars or disasters or depressions, storms and loss and grief, but there was always an escape hatch. There would be games.
There would be games on Friday nights and Sunday afternoons and pretty much some sort of diversion at all other times of the week. It was just that easy.
Things were so certain that they printed team schedules on little cards for your wallet and on posters for the barroom walls, and they were gospel.