The grass is freshly cut. The hot dogs are overpriced. The air smells like promise. It’s Opening Weekend in Major League Baseball—a sacred time when hope is undefeated, and every team is tied for first. Fans pour into stadiums wrapped in the same optimism we’ve carried for over a century: this year could be the year. There’s a rhythm to it all. A pagean…
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