By the time I finish this post, UVA’s baseball season could be over. Oklahoma has them down 5-1 in the seventh, in an elimination game in Charlottesville. Even if the Cavaliers pull off a miracle tonight, they’ll have to beat Appalachian St. twice tomorrow, with a depleted pitching staff, to advance to the next round. Waiting there is South Carolina, $%#@ unbeatable South Carolina.
When my five-year-old wakes up tomorrow, he will confront me with the unanswerable. I will only echo him, revealing, once again, the limits of my wisdom, the painful depth of our solidarity. Then we will catch ourselves, with an infielder’s soft hands: it doesn’t matter.
The game is over, just now. It matters. These are grief’s rehearsals, resiliency’s small, faint scars.
This was the last game for seniors Keith Werman, Shane Halley, and Justin Thompson. Thanks to them — and all their teammates and coaches — for another exciting season of Virginia baseball.