At least the First Division did, with their little brothers the Second Division concluding on Sunday, leaving only the two-game playoff between the first division absteiger, the sixteenth-place finisher, SV Werder Bremen, who will meet the second division's aufsteiger, the third-place finisher, 1 FC Heidenheim, to see who either stays or joins the first division.
And then there will be silence on the soccer pitch for me for a while but luckily, perhaps, The Lords of Baseball have graciously agreed with their labor force to conduct a truncated sort of season, without fans in the stands, that will set the stage for some kind of a post-season, at least that's what we're being told. And it should all happen lickety-splitly. I can barely contain my enthusiasm.
On the other hand as the old saying goes (at least as I've heard it), bad baseball is a lot like bad sex; at least you can have bad pizza afterward. Or words to that effect. While out shopping yesterday, face-masked and appropriately social-distanced, I came across another beverage just in time for Opening Day, and all I could say was Holy Cow!
Talk about signs and wonders. I still miss listening to him as he shared birthdays greetings and anniversary wishes between batters while glowing like the metal on the edge of the knife.
-bill kenny
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