Love of sports slowly fading away

Sports has dominated my life in its many forms. Baseball was my first love. Once thought I'd spent my teenage years in the outfield chasing fly balls and hitting them out of the park at the plate.
By the time I turned 13, football consumed my brain. I just wanted to watch the game on TV and play pick-up games with friends showcasing my strong arm throwing deep passes. I eventually played high school football as a short lineman who scored a touchdown.
I later translated those skills into a award-winning sportswriter and eventually Sports Editor during a stellar 26-year career. 
I'm Managing Editor now who occasionally write sports. I'm going to step aside and limit my sports-writing because people complain about lack of coverage.
Since last Easter, I've been a one=man show for most of that span. At Christmas, I heard complaints about honorees not liking photos.
Since New Year's Day, I've gotten complaints about lack of basketball coverage. I went to a few games, but that was not enough.
Two of our teams, from the same school, reached the state tournament. We are only a two-person newsroom and can't afford to go.  People know that from their fanbase, but don't seem to care.
I've always said this: "Barack Obama becoming President changed things for the worse among African-Americans. Black people think they're entitled to something special."
It's sickening where I live now. Racism is out of control. Some deserved, a lot undeserved. Love the area, not all of it.