Well, except poor Enzo here. Yes, sadly, he has definitely passed. Anyway, people love to declare things dead. I don't know why, but it's definitely a thing. Yesterday, all over Twitter folks were declaring (screaming, basically) that the 2020 MLB season was dead. Baseball players themselves were saying it was dead. It's not dead. OK, it's not doing well. People are coming into its room to take its temperature at all hours of the day and night. The coroner is on speed dial. But it's not dead. Stop saying that it's dead. This isn't a contest. When and if it's actually dead everyone will know. (And really, in a year like this, would the lack of a baseball season be all that horrible?) What is more likely dead is labor peace in baseball. Yup, that's dead. Enjoy whatever 40 games you get to see this year, because who knows when there will be more. Blogging is another thing that people love to declare dead. I've been hearing that pa
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