In which our heroes escape from the Fan Cave and into the freedom of actual meaningful professional baseball. Scott Spiezio's band is there, for some reason, but on this one day it doesn't matter so much.
Mike Trout has been baseball's most valuable player over the last two years, and has been paid just a fraction of what he's worth. He could change that, and a lot of other things about how baseball works, if he wanted to.
Rick Ankiel succumbed to Rick Ankiel's Disease, then conquered it to become a productive Major Leaguer and retire on something like his own terms. There have been many better players in his generation, but few whose virtuosity came with more struggle attached.
Baseball's foggy, fussy mythos remains one of its biggest selling points, for better or worse. But even heroes are humans in the spring, and everything seems bigger and brighter and better when you're a kid.