With baseball across the country either postponed indefinitely (the majors and minors) or outright canceled (youth, high school and college seasons), those within the game at every level have been forced to adjust.
Their method of coping comes with heavy doses of humor if their public Twitter therapy sessions are any indication.
Log on to Twitter and search “Day without baseball” and the result is a hilarious distraction from the empty ballparks and ravaged supermarket shelves that the coronavirus pandemic has wrought. The blend of fact, fiction and tongue-in-check proclamations will help all seam-heads feel better.
Consider the journal entries by Pablo Severtson, the head coach for Colorado Styxx 18U Gold, who is also a baseball and softball assistant at Chaparral. Severtson is one of the most diamond-obsessed men you’ll ever meet, and his recent tweets reflect the void we who love the game feel.
On Day 3 without baseball, the coach “threw batting practice to the garbage can outside and have started to develop a slight case of the yips … Not good.”
On Day 4, Severtson’s withdrawal escalated. He said he “caught myself outside having a national anthem standoff with the 9-year-old neighbor kid, then made him run poles. Light pole to light pole!!! Sorry kid!”
Day 5 didn’t get any better, with Severtson clearly still in the denial phase (aren’t we all?). “I’ve been playing 21 outs and yelling out situations to lawn chairs, the grill, a couple buckets and a shed I use as home plate,” he tweeted. “They need a lot of work. Will update tomorrow!”
Severtson’s also been getting his baseball fix in by “giving signs to (a) few birds and squirrels,” carrying a fungo and a bucket of balls around the neighborhood “just in case someone wants the smoke today” and experimenting with “new eye black formulas using household items.”
Baseball diehards are so desperate to feel the game that they’re even going out of their way to expose themselves to failure, the all-too-familiar cornerstone of our beloved sport.
“Day 7 without baseball: tried to do my own taxes just to remember what it’s like to make an error,” Regis Jesuit grad and Reds minor leaguer Quin Cotton tweeted.
“Day 8 without baseball: Sold my treadmill so I could remember what it feels like to give up runs,” joked Chris Muller, a pitcher in the Rays’ organization.
“Day 9 without baseball: Stood on a dustpan so I could feel what it’s like to get swept again,” cracked Northern Colorado senior pitcher Sam Wyatt.
So how many more days will this go on before the pandemic is contained and baseball returns? It could be June. It could be July. No one is sure.
Until then, all baseball fans can do is keep a light-hearted attitude. That, and find a solid walk-up song. Blare that track every night, right before dinner while strolling to your plate.