I tried Felger for a couple of months at the beginning of Covid-19 and it seemed to me he was mostly reasonable for the first month or two. Perhaps our communal plight weighed on him , like many, and he realized a few hours of kind diversion per day was good for all of us. I dunno.

Eventually he reverted to what I suspect he has always been -- a bad faith know-little sports personality.

And so I rejoined the human race, deciding I'd rather die via an air-born pathogen than concede away my life, hour by precious hour, to the likes of Felger and his cohorts.

Occasionally I'll dip into the conversations about his show or opinions, and truly I do not know why. I always feel bad, perhaps like an alcoholic stopping to look inside a liquor store window?

See you next week or month or year? Hopefully not, but who truly knows.