The Day Sports Stood Still
Perhaps I am writing this more as a journal for myself to read back, one day in the future, as opposed to writing about the impact of the novel coronavirus outbreak, or COVID-19 pandemic. The last time I felt this kind of uncertainty and chaos was on March 11, 2011, when I was in Japan, and that massive earthquake hit, then the tsunami, then the nuclear power plant scare. We could only bewilderedly watch things unfold as it happened, and wonder what would happen next. This time is different, as everything seems to be moving so quickly, yet so slowly. The anxiety that people are expressing feels especially tangible, as instances of the virus come ever closer to home.
Last night the news of the NBA season's suspension hit hard, as the home team Utah Jazz sat at the epicenter, with word that Rudy Gobert had tested positive for the virus. Then this morning, reports came out that Donovan Mitchell had also tested positive, not much longer after the cancelation of all NCAA basketball tournaments. MLB cancelled all Spring Training games, and announced that the season would be delayed by at least two weeks. The disruption kept on coming, to the point where it felt like sports came to a screeching halt.
Life feels like it has come to an odd standstill. Everything is so surreal, especially as I think about how sports seems to act as a normalizer in our daily lives. This is unprecedented, and yet I hope that we will never see anything like it ever again.
For now it feels like it is a waiting game until when I will get hit by the virus, not if. Stay safe everyone, wash your hands, and try your best to keep those hands away from your face. Get better, and may sports quickly come back into our lives. At that point in time, we can begin to feel like things are getting back to normal once again.