A very nice, feel-good article.

“Hey,” the guy riding shotgun calls out. “Can I ask you something?”

Nine years ago, the man who’s about to answer this question was famous. He was a phenom, towering above baseball from the 10-inch-high Major League pitcher’s mound. Already a Cy Young Award contender at 23 years of age, and—paramount to his devotees, the beleaguered Chicago Cubs fan base that had not experienced a World Series championship since 1908 and a World Series appearance since 1945—a ...