Today should have been Opening Day for Major League Baseball, that day when all seems fresh and new and possible.
Not so much this year.
Walt Whitman once described it as "the American game … it will take our people out-of-doors, fill them with oxygen, give them a larger physical stoicism. Tend to relieve us from being a nervous, dyspeptic set. Repair these losses, and be a blessing to us."
Well, blessings - at least as found on the baseball diamond - are in short supply this year.
But here's one.