It was certainly nice while it lasted. Thanks to the piped-in crowd noise, on radio it almost sounded normal. And given the relative success of MLS in keeping the virus at bay, I found myself thinking that an outdoor sport that's inherently played at a distance for most players could be at least as successful, and that after all of the anguish and ill will that preceded it, surely enough thought, effort, and enforcement would accompany even the illusion of a season, given the stakes involved.
Today it all feels dejecting and futile, and I find myself thinking that it would have been better to lose the season than to get a taste only to have the reality crash the party.
I can't help but think that the union and owners spent the downtime fighting about money moreso than coming up with a viable plan. I don't know how true that actually is.