Los AngelesThe sinking feeling sets in the moment I see the field. I’m in my usual seat along the first-base line. Everything else is unusual. Sure, the players are there, the umpire is calling balls and strikes, and Dodger Stadium is as beautiful as the day dad brought me to my first game in 1981. Just a sense of loss.

Source: Wall Street Journal October 04, 2020 20:26 UTC