Seth was holding two bears in one arm and a box from the fill-your-own teddy bear store in the other, leaving his boyfriend to heft both of their practice bags. “You must be Brax?” Seth tried to hold out a hand but struggled with everything he was holding. “Sorry, well, this is for you anyway.” He thrust the box into my hand and kept his hand out. “Nice to meet you.” In less than two minutes’ time, I’d met three players and could already tell the team was closer than Boston had ever been. Hell, they were closer than Boston’s farm team had been. These guys were open and friendly and I
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