The Opening Day that wasn’t

Photo by William Purnell/Icon Sportswire via Getty Images I miss baseball. Today should be the happiest day for baseball fans. Groundskeepers should be preparing fields, ushers should be wiping seats, ballplayers should be stretching, and managers should be filling out lineups. Fans should be arriving, or preparing to head out to the ballpark, to renew their love for a game that has been away for an entire winter. Instead, we wait. The entire season - and really, our entire lives - have been put on pause. As Brad Keller put it, this feels like the longest rain delay in history. And unlike the work stoppage in 1994-95, or the week following 9/11 where baseball was postponed, there isn’t anywhere to really direct our frustration (stupid lousy virus, there outta be a law against them!) Opening Day was always something I appreciated, even when I was a kid. I remember rushing home from school in 1988, flipping on the radio, excited for the first Royals season I was going to follow as a fan