Mercifully, the 2018 San Francisco Giants season will file its story in just five days. And then, just like that, it will disappear into the thick fog; the coaches will retreat to their beach houses and hunting trips, the players will recuperate from their plethora of touch-up surgeries, and we, at 7:15 p.m. each night, will flip through stations, looking for the cracking of maple on cowhide and the dulcet tones of a fine broadcast duo, wondering where it all went.
Among those dispersing from the depths of AT&T Park, set to begin a fresh new offseason, is Hunter Pence.