Greetings sports fans and welcome to a very special Easter Sunday edition of Vegas Valley Sports beat. That quirky little sports column that dares to put GPS tracking Hardware on the Easter Bunny. Easter egg location maps are now available as a download on eBay and other fine retail outlets near you.
The sun is just coming up over the beautiful Las Vegas Valley region this morning and it is shaping up to be quite a beautiful day. This is day umpteen million of the coronavirus lockdown and people are getting a little stir crazy but we are winning the war against a very deadly, and  Invisible Killer. One that knows no race, creed, color, nor does it respect social status. We are fighting an enemy that preys on the weakest among us, and that means the strong have to protect the weak by practicing social distancing, enhanced personal hygiene, and good old-fashioned horse sense.
I know we are all looking forward to the grand-reopening of America 2.0 at the end of the month. This will be America’s first Grand-Reopening in our history and everyone is champing at the bit to get back to work and get America booming once more. The markets are driven by consumer confidence and perception so if everyone approaches the restart in that spirit Americans will light the tires and kick the fires of this country like no one ever imagined before in the history of forever. Such is the spirit of the American people and such is the strength of the American dream. You simply cannot keep a good dog down.
If, as some people would have us believe, China is to blame for the deliberate spread of the novel coronavirus that has reportedly killed more than 100,000 persons worldwide and counting, then they are going to have to do a lot better than that if they think that is all it takes to bring America to its knees. We are like the legendary fictional character, Rocky Balboa, we get knocked down but we get up again. And again, and again and we keep on coming back until our knock-out punch lands. Then and only and then is the fight over and done with.
I too lost my job at doityourself.com as an expert reviewer thanks to the coronavirus sanctions. After having been out of work for several long, arduous years that saw me living in a ditch in Las Vegas at one point. But I digress because it’s just one of those things. No matter what happens to me now I have been through Hell on the 50 cent tour. There is simply no way in Hell that I am about to let a minor setback like this one set me back at all. On the contrary, I will emerge stronger for it from it and move on. As will we all. C’est la vie, such is life. You deal with it as best you can and then you can rest peacefully knowing that no matter what the outcome might be you did your best and have nobody to apologize to if things don’t turn out the way that you had hoped they would and no reason to feel sorry for yourself.
I think the day that America re-opens for business would be a great day for a first National Picnic Day. A designated day for everyone to pick a park and park a picnic spread on the park lawn near you and perhaps and spend the day with your family and neighbors getting to know one another better. If this virus has shown anyone anything, it has clearly shown everyone, the whole world over just how much we all depend upon one another for our very survival as a race. You never loved or tipped the pizza delivery boy so much before he became your lifeline to hot food that comes to your door at your beck and call. You never thought much of the greeters at Walmart, or the clerks at Home Depot until it occurred to you that unless they get up and go to work every day you are not going to have any toilet paper, no milk, and honey, or beans and cornbread. Or that if your water heater decides to send itself into a low orbit by blowing itself through your new roof you are going to be hard-pressed to patch the hole in the roof and replace the water heater without them. Or the paperboy, or the kids who work at the drive-through, or a thousand other peons you probably never gave more than a passing thought to before you realized that Mother Earth wants you dead and gone.
We as a people, united as we now stand during this time of an unprecedented global crisis have never had to ask ourselves these questions before. But, what if your firemen and police officers were too afraid to rush into the thick of the fray for fear of contracting the virus and they call in sick or simply stand down, from their duties? What if your healthcare workers call in sick because they really are ill, or if they cannot take the pressure any longer of facing death day in and day out. Especially on this crazy planet where bugs smaller than the human eye can see, can invade one’s body and kill it. We will all have to continue keeping our distance and minimalizing our physical contact with other people just to be doing it because the coronavirus is not going to vanish. It is going to be back again and again. We must maintain our closeness at a distance and find the strength of unity in isolation and separation. But we are American’s and we can do that because we have Wi-Fi, we have the internet to keep us all connected, we have our smartphones for instant communications with loved ones all over the world,  and we have F.M.
Freaking magic.
I just want to take this opportunity then to wish you all a very safe, happy, and blessed Easter Sunday and also to remind everybody that this pandemic might be lessening now but the fight is not over yet. It can still make a comeback if people start taking it for granted and breaking the rules of engagement for the sake of convenience or expediency. It is this seemingly unstoppable foe that binds us together as one in our determination to stop it in its tracks and eradicate it from the planet forever.  Stay safe, stay well, stay strong. He is risen. He is risen indeed.