I am in Boston right now, helping my sister pack and move abroad. Last night we were on the “T” and met up with this dad and son, on their way to Fenway Park and game 3 of the ALDS between the LA Angels and the Boston Red Sox. (aka the “The Sawx”). I thought of this young guy around 2 a.m. when the game finally ended…5 hours and 19 minutes: the longest playoff game in ALDS history. It was a cold, wet night. (Curiously, around 10 p.m. an eerie cold mist descended upon the ballpark. Shades of San Francisco.) I was happy to be inside at 2 a.m., even if I was up to my ears in bubble wrap and packing tape.