I love sports. Not all sports, but the majority of them.
I'll watch golf if nothing else is on. I used to watch NASCAR but stopped when Dale Earnhardt died. I love college football. I love college basketball. I even love college baseball and softball.
I used to participate in a lot of sports. I played football, baseball, softball, and I was a runner, not a jogger but a runner. Two bad knees put an end to all of that.
The problem now is that there are few options for the sports addict thanks to COVID-19. Yes, I'm one of those many that you'll see walking their dog in the Cleveland Metroparks Rocky River Reservation. Playing catch with my adult son is not an option. First, he doesn't like to do that. Second, with the handwashing, it’s hard to catch the ball. Wash your hands. Throw the ball. Catch the ball. Wash your hands. It just takes too long.
Throwing a football? Nah. You catch it. Then, not only do you have to wash your hands and arms, but now you've got to wash your clothes.
I have a FitBit, and I am supposed to get 10,000 steps each day. Right. I've counted the steps to the frig and the restroom.
It'll never happen.
Being a professional sports watcher — OK, amateur since I'm not paid to do so — I'll watch what's on television. Before going any further, I'll admit to being partial to Auburn, a school that I attended and lived nearby growing up.
About three weeks ago, the SEC Network had a day dedicated to each conference school. I got up early on Auburn day. I watched the story on swimmer Rowdy Gaines then went back to bed. Later, I got up to watch the rerun listed as “Texas A&M vs. Auburn.”
I assumed it was football. And I know the old saying about assume.
It was equestrian.
I turned off the television. I figured I could wait until noon when “Alabama vs. Auburn” came on.
I turned it on. It was Alabama vs. Auburn. But it was women’s gymnastics. Don't get me wrong. It's not that I hate gymnastics or I am anti-female sports. I covered the gymnastics team when I was in college and that team was really bad. But I was expecting, well, Alabama and Auburn football. Or basketball. Or baseball.
I checked the other ESPN groupings. There's been some interesting things. One day it had Texas vs. Texas A&M games every two hours.
Last Friday, it had NBA players playing video games. Right. I’m going to watch that. Then, I’ll watch the video on home dentistry.
Last Wednesday, there was a replay of the 2016 NBA Finals, including Game 7, in which the Cleveland Cavaliers won the first championship for the city since 1965.
And then, I got to thinking about what has happened in Cleveland sports since.
Two weeks ago was supposed to be the start of the baseball season, a time that I love. It'll drive my wife crazy watching the Cleveland Indians night after night. OK, she has Project Runway on Thursdays.
What more does she want?
Today, there is no baseball. Well, live baseball. I do have baseball movies or books. My favorite book being “The Thrill of the Grass,” a collection of baseball short stories by W.P. Kinsella. It's the author who wrote “Shoeless Joe Comes to Iowa,” on which the movie “Field of Dreams” was based.
It sure beats watching “Tiger King.”
Brian Love is a freelance writer from West Park.