The Blue Jays and the power of love

Minutes after the heartbreaking end of the World Series, the TV cameras panning over the stadium crowd caught a young boy with bright red hair, his head buried in his arms. A guy who must have been his father laid a consoling hand on his back.

The father was looking away into the distance, saying nothing. There was nothing to say. This was unbearable. We were so close. Then a couple of dagger-in-the-heart home runs, a swing, a broken bat and it was all over.