Sure, the food was great and the fireworks did the trick, but a Fourth of July without baseball just didn't feel right.
In many ways, the last four months haven't felt right.
I've argued for a long time that the healing power of sport, and specifically baseball, to the New York area would provide a nightly escape that many of us need for our sanity.
As summer camps have ramped up around Major League Baseball, there have been plenty of warning signs to how tricky a process this will be.
There have been positive tests, there have been players who have decided to opt out, and we have seen some team facilities shut down as a precautionary measure.
All of those examples point to the harsh reality of the world we live in.
Sadly, over the last few months the positive has not been focused on nearly enough, and from the sports world I guess you can understand why.
For sports fans, it's kind of hard to find juicy stuff to be excited about when there's no games on the field. It's why I felt a weird excitement sitting down to watch an intra-squad Yankees game Monday on YES.
It was baseball in the Bronx with players I know and love.
Seeing the diamond and hearing the crack of the bat and the pop of the glove this last week has been refreshing in so many ways.
Here’s all you need to know about our sad state of affairs in sports: I have watched Gerrit Cole's pitching sequence to Aaron Judge about ten times in the last four days.
For Mets fans, I'm sure you have gobbled up the Summer Camp content too.
It's good to have baseball back, and I hope it stays. I don't want intra-squad games to be the highlight of the summer.
Let's hope this weekend is a sign of good things to come. In this world we live in, all we can do is hope.