Thursday, April 23, 2020

TCC, Day 39: Draft Day

The NFL draft has always been a national holiday in our house. Tucker was born obsessed with sports, primarily football. I can remember him being a tiny little person glued to the tv during the draft spouting off stats about teams and players, making his picks before each announcement.

Back in the fall he started providing video content for a web site about high school football, and this week he's been working on graphics for that web site to share during tonight's draft. This one is the most impressive to me (he spent an entire day on it):


(This is the only one that's gone live as of this posting, so I'm pretty sure there will be more later tonight. Probably not as elaborate.)

The draft this year is happening virtually. I've been hearing details about it all week - the commissioner is running things from his basement. Only a small number of people are allowed in there due to social distancing. If there is a technological problem, the clock will stop. Coaches and managers are being streamed from their homes talking to players in their homes. Apparently a tech person is living in a camper outside an NFL person's house?

I really don't care much at all about the draft, but I'm intrigued to watch how this develops.

When the technology glitches (and it invariably will) every teacher in the world will think about a time that they were being observed and the technology didn't work. And they will laugh and laugh as it happens to the NFL in front of the world. I'd really like to hear someone's dog barking or a toilet flushing in the background.

Keaton's primary concern during the draft is how we're going to boo Roger Goddell.

It occurred to me today that all of the things different about life during corona are interesting, but only for a moment.

Can the NFL draft happen virtually? Yes.

Should it always happen this way? No.

Life is better together. In person. With cheering that makes you think your eardrums will burst. With collective gasps of crowds. The crack of baseball bats. The grunt of a tackle in a football game. High fives.

Can we live without these things? Yes.

But we don't want to.

The end.


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