By Jack C. Buck
As the team moved towards their destiny of winning the American League West division, Josh and I drove west on very little sleep. Deep in the land of Utah, too far out there to second guess yourself and too late to turn back now and go home, in between trying to find a radio station that would come in, we calculated how many miles we had already driven, at what rate we were making time, and dividing and subtracting to reassure one another we would make it there in time to park, stand in line, check-in, and go to the ATM.
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