I am a cryer. You can ask anyone in my family — it’s practically a joke between me and my wife — I will cry at anything. A car commercial; videos of kids getting cochlear implants or adults getting those glasses that let colorblind people see colors; the scene in Parks and Recreation when Ben gives Leslie the campaign pin; if there’s even a hint of emotion or sentimentality, it’s a safe bet that I’ve got tears in my eyes at the very least. Knowing this about myself, I combed through the many memories I have that involve sports and came up empty.
When the tears stop
