It’s one of those blank-screen days. When the video monitor just sits there empty, not mocking because you can’t find anything clever to write, just empty.
There are only so many slow sighs that can be released, so many times the eyes can be closed without hope that when opened anything will be different.
It is sports, right? About fun and games? Exciting and passionate entertainment?
You feel happy when your team wins, down when they don’t, maybe just thrilled when you watch two teams you really have no particular rooting interest in that perform at an amazing level.
What do you feel when sports takes an unimaginable leap to murder? That’s rhetorical, hopefully. First it has to be fathomed, then processed, then ... what?