In sports briefs from Thursday, the French Open schedule is pushed back a week due to the coronavirus pandemic, and Paul George's 33 points lead the Clippers past the Suns in a matchup of two of the Western Conference's top teams.

Opening day is always cause for slightly irrational joy, a symbolic reminder that sun and rebirth is nearly upon us. The poets have a field day, the zealots revel in the inside baseball, and even the dilettantes latch onto the pomp and circumstance. But this year, it hit home even more powerfully, and poignantly.

Scattered across the Blue Mountains, along most drainages in the riparian buffers, lives a powerful, diurnal hunter that causes fear and panic in all the small songbirds, mice and lizards in its territory.

During a season in which six of the Seahawks’ eight wins have been decided by one score, Jason Myers has been as valuable as he is accurate. He has nailed all 15 of his field-goal attempts this year and, dating to last season, has made 26 in a row.

Ever since I was lucky enough to become the executive director at the WIAA, I’ve told our staff and membership that we are in the memory-making business. Those memories can be made in any town, large or small, in any sport or activity, at a mid-week practice, a senior night, or a state championship final.

Our guide Sancho carefully drew a map in the air with his index finger, uttering words that cause fly anglers to scratch their chins with a measure of dignity, before scratching themselves.

Ron Meek and I stood on the banks of Boulder River near Big Timber and watched a jet boat the size of a Florida shrimper power up the roiling water that dumped from the Absaroka Range into the Yellowstone.