Quarantine sent everyone fishing for a hobby. From day to day not knowing what will happen next with work or school, people everywhere began to search. My search led to a 4.5-pound bass on the end of a fishing pole.

May 14, it was a simple cast out to the left side of the pond. There wasn’t a cloud in sight. A picture-perfect day called for a perfect catch.
 
After what felt like a lifetime, it was the last cast of the day. Reeling in steady I felt a bit closer to the surface. It was a largemouth bass that looked as if it was from prehistoric time. The fish was gigantic.
 
The way the fish ate the lure was like something I have never seen before. Once on the surface it smacked the lure and jumped out of the water like a thing of beauty.
 
The rush of adrenaline that poured through my veins was as if I was watching my favorite tea, win a championship — it was once in a lifetime. The comparison that came to mind was watching a slipping Kris Bryant smile as he threw over to first for the final out in Game 7 of the 2016 World Series.
 
It was something you had to experience for yourself.
 
Fishing was never a huge part of my life until the unexpected happened to cause the world to quarantine. Before the pandemic, life always consisted of sports; 24/7, 365 days a year, it was sports.
 
Too many sports made people’s world go round and suddenly it all ended without a farewell.
 
The best tournaments of all sports were either canceled or postponed. No longer did March Madness mean buzzer-beaters and upsets, but face masks and social distancing.
 
With the NHL and NBA postponing their seasons and still to this day dealing with the fight of returning to normality and with all the stress the pandemic has brought, I could have used a game or two to feel in the moment again.
 
While on the search to fill the void of no sports, fishing for a hobby seemed like the option to make.
 
With sports, the thrill of watching your team win is what is all about. The journey from quarter to quarter, pitch to pitch will never get old and is truly what makes sports pure.
 
Fishing is more than a hobby. The journey it brings is relatable to watching a game play out.
 
From the moment the line is in the water, the first catch of the day will give appreciation to everything that was done to reach the pinnacle point.
 
Fishing is all about patience, like quarantine, but most importantly like sports. The beauty that is truly in the struggle of this pandemic can be found in anything we seek to find it in.

Fishing opened a horizon I didn’t know existed. There is nothing quite like a line in the water, sun on your back and the fresh air on your face.

MATT PETROVITCH is a Sports Reporter for The Vidette. He can be contacted at mdpetro1@ilstu.edu Follow him on Twitter at @matt_petrovitch 


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