So this is what a Dodgers World Series team looks like.
A couple of dozen players are climbing on each other in a tiny concrete bunker under ancient Wrigley Field, clutching with hugs and headlocks, spraying reddened faces with champagne and beer, drinking from a glittering trophy like it was a mug.
So this is what a Dodgers World Series team sounds like.
The players begin chanting, not about the title, but about each other, like children in a circle on a playground, chants recognizing everyone from the stars to the scrubs, each name resounding like royalty.
“Ker-shaw, Ker-shaw … Bel-ly, Bel-ly … Puig-Puig-Puig!”
So this is what happens when a group of locals...