As much as I want to feel sorry for myself, I didn't even have the worst year of people that I know. 2020 was very much an equal opportunity disaster for so many of us. I try not to swear on this blog, but I hope you'll indulge me if I choose to shout out just once, FUCK 2020! I will never be less sorry to see the end of a year of my lifetime.
My purpose in writing this isn't to get anyone to feel sorry for me. We all get some crap tossed at us in life, and it's up to all of us to figure out how to get past it rather than sit around and wallow in it. And, hey, I was wondering where I was going to find the time to write — shouldn't be a problem now. I'll miss the routine of working (as well as the paycheck), even though the job was neither especially challenging or financially rewarding. But it is what it is.
I'm grateful in times like these to have an outlet for two things that I care passionately about, baseball and writing, and to have this space as an outlet for both. When I was a lot younger, I used to have very little sense of humor about my Mets fandom. Thank God that changed, I'm not sure how I would have survived these last two decades of Wilpon madness without the ability to laugh at myself a little. I love caring about baseball and, specifically, the Mets so much. I know it's kind of illogical to spend so much time thinking about something that means a lot less than the truly important things: family, friends, each other — but that's the beauty of it to me, and why it provides such a welcome diversion to all of the crap.
So, rather than mindlessly watching daytime television or trying to get around to all of the classic books that I've been meaning to read for almost six decades and am still pretending that I will eventually get to, I'm going to keep posting about, as the sub-heading states, the New York Mets and life to this space. Thank you for taking the time to read this stuff and giving me the opportunity to write it. Believe me, there's nothing more pathetic than a 62-year-old guy hanging out on the corner with all of his bad-seed friends. I appreciate the opportunity to do something relatively constructive and avoid that fate.
Please stay safe, be well and take care. I'll be back tomorrow.
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