It’s a weekday. It’s late at night and it seems as though the entire world should be asleep, but there’s a strange energy around the entirety of the baseball community. The city of Chicago is ethereal, buzzing with a feeling that still cannot be explained. The entire state is bathed in blue.
Here’s the problem with this image – you will never be able to recreate it. The feelings of that night; the stress, the dread, the happiness, the immeasurable amount of longing – one can try to explain them all, but they will never be able to capture the aura of that night.