Hundreds more stared from the background. "Look at those arms. What a neck! Didja ever see a neck like that?" they said. They maneuvered in the crowd to get closer.
Dan lingered with the fans for 15 minutes, then showered and dressed. What would he do now, I wondered. Where would this hero hold court now?
Half an hour later we were in an ice cream parlor and I had my answer. Dan was wolfing down a double portion of vanilla.
"What now?" I asked.
"The Nationals in Pittsburgh."
"Any special plans?"
"No, just to win."