Wednesday 1 September 2021
Welcome to the 16th Annual Wriphe.com Batman and Football Month, now with 166% more disease!
A year ago, I looked upon the approaching college football season with trepidation and wrote
I get that the players want to play. As a fan, I want to watch. But just because we *want* football doesn't mean we're in a position to have it. If you're old enough and smart enough to go to college, you're old enough not to let your wants hurt you. If getting this pandemic under control, if ensuring that we break the chain of infections to protect ourselves, our families, and our neighbors means we have to stay in our homes (or dorms) and forego one football season, we should do that, even if we don't want to. Any other behavior is just irresponsible.
Oh, how naive I was in my youth. Let me show you how much things have changed in the state of Georgia in one year. This is August 2020:
And this is where we are in August 2021:
A year-to-year gain of +7,000 cases on a graph that is still climbing! To get numbers like that, you have to be actively trying!
Just like in 2020, I bought UGA football season tickets in the early spring under the assumption that this whole pandemic thing might be under control by fall. Fool me twice, shame on me.
Granted, some things have changed in a year. In theory, the players have all been vaccinated (right?), so they should be safe enough (from COVID if not brain damage). But can the same be said for the fans? There's a non-zero overlap between the group of people who love to watch live football and the group of people who would rather kill children than wear a strip of cloth over their faces.
I'm fully vaccinated and have been since May, but vaccination is no guarantee that I can't get the virus. (If you like to be depressed, Google "breakthrough cases" and "vaccine efficacy decline".) Since we have yet to see any sign that this latest pandemic surge is ready to turn any corners, it looks like I'll be missing out on another season.
I guess I should have spent that ticket money on a new, larger television. I may be in my bunker for a long time yet to come.