Surrounded by bedlam early Monday morning at Citi Field, amid the screaming and preening and hugging and cavorting of teammates, a solitary figure crouched and stared at the ground, overcome by all that had unfolded.
Of all the vivid, poignant images in the wake of the Royals’ revival and enchanting World Series victory, perhaps this vignette most captured the story at the core of this:
At its heart, the team that delivered the Royals’ first championship since 1985 was about redemption and persistence and the human spirit.
The masters of the astounding comeback are composed of that character through and through; the stuff that coursed through the collective bloodstream first flowed in each individual one, too.