Flashes of Panic

I think, on Sunday, the theme of my day will be: in any sporting event, there is nobody who understands everything that’s going on at any given time. And afterward, there is nobody who can explain everything that happened. There simply is no omniscient vantage point.

Particularly when you sprawl the event across all five boroughs of New York.

It may even be true that the harder you try, the less you understand.

Which is not to say I won’t try.

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