Seeing a lot of this on the timeline:

If you’ve got little kids, it’s perfect. Put them down at 8:30 and you’re home free. You’re done brushing teeth and washing faces and trying to get the younger one to sit on the damn potty. What’s actually annoying is when these games start at  7 p.m. or 7:30 and you’re relegated to watching on your phone, because your four year old has once again commandeered the 75-inch TV to watch The Little Mermaid for the 700th time, and even then, you can’t sit still for one offensive possession because she needs a drink, or a snack, or her sister pulled her hair, or some other such nonsense. So you end up pausing the game and then have to catch up after putting them down for bed, which also requires you to stay off social media in order to avoid spoilers.

Speaking of which, who are these strange people who put their kids to bed at 7 p.m.? What time do they get up? 5 a.m.? 6 a.m.? News flash: if you put them down later, they’ll sleep later.

Anyway, if you want something to complain about, try being an East Coast UFC fan. 99% of the pay-per-views start at 10 p.m. eastern, no matter where in the country the actual event is taking place. Vegas? 10 p.m. EST for the main card. Dallas? 10 p.m. EST. Barrow, Alaska? 10 p.m. By the time Alex Pereira gets to the Octagon, it’s 1 in the morning and your wife is already asleep and you’re pretty close yourself.

Start times are what they are. It’s impossible to please everybody. If you start at  7 p.m., it sucks for parents. If you start at 9 p.m., it sucks for people who work at 6 a.m. If you start at 8 p.m., the overnight nurse doing four 12s is screwed. Bottom line is that we all have to find a way. It’s the playoffs. The game is gonna be over when, 11:30? That’s not horrible.