Column: Even Yogi might wonder when it will really be over

The games are over, at least for now.

There’s only so much you can say about that when people are dying and the world is in danger. The playground has always been the place to leave your troubles behind but when no place is really safe, sports can’t be either.

That includes America’s pastime, as painful as that might be.

Baseball may or may not be played again this year. There are no guarantees anymore, and anyone who thinks the major leagues will soon pick back up where they suddenly left off Thursday is either guessing or has a crystal ball that the rest of us have yet to properly study.

That could mean no opening day anytime in 2020, as shocking as that might be. No pennant races, and no World Series to help us get the stink of the Houston Astros off our minds.

Nothing except a long, hot summer without the game that means so much to so many.

The great baseball philosopher Yogi Berra famously declared that it ain’t over 'till it’s over. Well, it’s over, at least for now, after the plug was finally pulled Thursday as games were still being played in Florida.

“It felt like the most meaningless baseball game in the history of the sport,” infielder Matt Carpenter said as his Cardinals played the Marlins in Jupiter, Florida.

Baseball players are lucky in a way. Unlike college seniors who might miss the only March Madness of their life, they still get paid and still have a chance to play when this all gets better.

Not like the guy pouring you a beer or the woman handing you a hot dog. Their jobs are gone, at least for the near future, and the chances of finding something else in a suddenly perilous economy are about as good as they are being picked to sing the national anthem if opening day ever arrives.

Same for the people who guide you to a parking...

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