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It was when I looked to my right and saw men in white pants and blue jerseys quietly zigzagging up the steps to the façade outside Wrigley Field that it struck me. Baseball is a special game.
If you’re not careful, you’ll get lost in symbolism, nostalgia, deep stuff.
Soon the entire Cubs team was there, some players standing straight, others resting elbows on the railing, all looking silently down on the public area called Gallagher Way. I wondered what the players were thinking.
Down below an older gentleman, someone old enough to be their father, was being honored.