Happy six-year anniversary to all who celebrate!
Wait, you don't know what I'm talking about? Come on! It's been six years and you've already forgotten the most miserable, dystopian, disgusting, disgraceful time period of our lives?
Forgot may be a bad word. How about erased? You've erased it from your mind. That's fair. I've tried, too. But I can't completely block out all the images from the Summer of 2020.
The Summer of George (not Costanza!).
The Summer of COVID.
The Summer of mid-week NASCAR races with empty stands, and 'Tiger King,' and daily death counters on every news station, and peaceful protests (according to CNN!).
The absolute worst summer of our lives, and it's not particularly close. We've all put a lot of that nonsense behind us, but one image in particular still sticks out.
Happy anniversary to, inarguably, the worst first pitch in the history of Major League Baseball, courtesy of a masked-up Anthony Fauci:
My God. It still makes me laugh to this day. It'll never get old. It'll never not be funny.
Above all, it'll never not be a reminded of just how looney-tunes the world was six years ago. The Yankees and Nationals kicked off a shortened MLB season in front of an empty stadium with cardboard people in the seats, and piped in crowd noise.
Of course, they also had to honor BLM before Fauci's disastrous first pitch. This was back when society still hadn't realized how much of a sham that operation was.
That "baseball season," we saw BLM flags and banners at every game, there were no fans, and coaches and umpires had to mask up before they argued.
Seriously:
Again, it was such a silly summer. Such a silly time. Our kids will read about it one day in the history books, and they will just laugh at us.
And we'll have to just sit there and take it. There's nothing we can say or do. We'll have to sit there and laugh at ourselves, right alongside them.
At least, though, we didn't throw the worst first pitch of all time.
That honor belongs to Dr. Anthony Fauci, who was the biggest fraud of all from that miserable time period.
Perhaps we all should've known the second he spiked the ball four feet in front of him that he didn't have a clue what he was doing?
Or, you know, maybe we should've know when he was later spotted in the stands with his mask off?
What a time to be alive:
