BUENA VISTA LAKE, Fla. – The evening the world ended, I dined with Tim Bontemps of ESPN.
We were in Milwaukee in view of a good Celtics-Bucks inclination for March 12th, a game that obviously we were unable to cover because the coronavirus novel had brought the NBA (and very soon after much of American life) to a joke arrest.
Immediately after President Donald Trump approached the nation on the 11th, Tim and I met at Milwaukee ChopHouse to watch the Mavericks and Nuggets and have a bite to eat. As we watched on the TV mounted inside the empty bar and while our phones buzzed with the calls of editors, colleagues and sources because of the positive test for Rudy Gobert who actually set in motion the arrest of all the major sports, I ordered a 14-ounce steak, bloodied, with a chopped salad, baked potatoes and a Malbec Trivento.
Food was served by a waiter, without a mask or gloves. He arrived, dressed with a side dish, on robust and traditional dishes. Let’s cut …
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