The season that changed everything for Bud Norris ended with two scoreless innings of relief at Dodger Stadium and a car packed for the long drive north, toward the Bay Area. The previous 12 months had taken him to Baltimore and San Diego, to a speedboat bouncing across the Andaman Sea, to an elephant sanctuary in Phuket, to the neon wonderland of Macau for a welterweight bout, and, finally, exhausted, to somewhere just as exotic: the bullpen.
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“It was like 2015 tore me in directions that I didn’t even know were possible,” Norris says.