NEW YORK — J.P. Crawford stepped onto the Queens grass Tuesday evening, and it felt like a moment. Few might remember the exact details — how he approached Freddy Galvis and hugged the man he will one day supplant; how his friends and family, transported across the country on a red-eye flight, gathered behind a roped-off corner of the dirt and captured every moment with their smartphones; how the Phillies handed him a No. 2 gray jersey and asked the 22-year-old infielder to be himself.
The innings and days and seasons blur during a franchise’s tedious teardown and rebuilding processes.