Corona crisis: sports reporter Umberto Savignano reports on his work on the back burner.
Landkreis– promotion race or relegation battle would have been the alternative this Saturday: According to the schedule of the soccer Bayernliga Süd, I could have decided between the home game of third-placed FC Deisenhofen against fourth FC Ingolstadt II or that of third-last SV Pullach against TSV Dachau 1865. But the ball is still until further notice and so I can also rest on the weekend. That is absolutely necessary. Because although the paid work as a freelance sports worker for the district edition of Munich's Merkur has decreased significantly in Corona times: I cannot complain about a lack of employment as a father with three school-age children.
Especially at the beginning, school unexpectedly cost a lot of time at home, even if the big son, as a tenth grader, did everything more or less independently. However, the other two children, who are in the fifth and sixth grades, were flooded with work orders, partly via the Mebis learning platform, partly via the parents' portal of the high school, partly via both channels, so that it first had to be separated, which was double was doubled. After all, around 200 printed DIN A4 pages for the two came together.
In the third week off school, this current finally died down. The help of the parents was of course always asked for. Fortunately, our younger children can do most of the jobs in the same way in their notebooks. Because the laptop developed into a bottleneck: my wife uses it as a teacher in the home office for several hours a day, the tenth grader also needs it again and again. So it actually fits quite well that the sports business is discontinued and I am therefore flexible in terms of time because I only have to write a Corona story like this here and there. So I line up in the back, and while I'm waiting I can strum a bit on the guitar. When cleaning the house, washing and hanging clothes, cooking, tidying up the kitchen and doing math, English, geography, history etc. are done. My wife is responsible for French and German.
But the holidays start today and maybe the slowdown that I had hoped for as a positive result of the crisis, when I hardly make any more money. Otherwise there is always high activity in sports around Easter.
The playoffs for the German Volleyball Championship would now run like this. But the season has already finally ended. By the way, what brought me to a special premiere: Last Tuesday Herrsching would have played against the Alpenvolleys Haching in the Audi Dome. I would have loved to see the inside of the good, old Rudi-Sedlmayer-Halle, because I only know it from the science fiction film Rollerball from 1975. As a lion fan, I always denied myself there, the FC Bayern basketball players to look at.
If I hopefully have a little more time during the holidays, I will go on the prowl. Desired hunt, you guessed it: a pack of toilet paper. In Thalkirchen, none has actually been available for weeks, and the supply is now becoming scarce. I don't panic, however. This is because my mother told me the following story: Shortly after the war, her family received a huge package from her aunt from Freising. "So a packet I can do a moi kriang," the postman said with envy.
There was nothing in there but tons of old newspapers, nicely cut in portions to end up as toilet paper. "We probably all had a black butt back then," my mom said, grinning. Hopefully it won't get that far.
