Up in the air
On my way to the airport, I think of them flying home in the middle of the night. The Yankees -- or the Tigers or the Titans or the Jaguars or the Cards or the Packers or the Magic -- and the team bus pulling away from the ramp at the stadium and the silent drive to the terminal and the long, dark charter home. The game still ringing in their ears.
This is American sports, San Francisco in St. Louis, New York in Detroit, everyone everywhere and back again all at once on their ...
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