Twelve years ago, I sat next to my grandfather just past the Rays dugout, cowbell in hand, ready to take in game one of the 2008 World Series. Fast forward twelve years and I, along with my grandfather, were on a plane to Dallas, Texas to attend game three of the 2020 World Series.
So, there we sat on an American Airlines flight in row 19, seats D and C with masks and hand sanitizer, rather than cowbells, in hand. Under no circumstances did I expect to attend a major sporting event this year in the midst of a pandemic.