CHICAGO -- By any measure, the Chicago White Sox were a tired bunch when they pulled into Midtown Manhattan in the early-morning hours of Sept. 11, 2001.
They had just come from a 3-hour, 26-minute game in Cleveland that was exhausting enough, but made slightly less so by the fact that they had defeated the first-place Indians 7-1. Then there was the flight, not long, but late enough to be disorienting.
That all of it was coming late in a season that had been disappointing -- not unlike the current year -- brought its own level of weariness.
It would all seem so trivial in a few hours.