Another road game meant another crowd to jeer Bryce Harper, this time in Colorado. Parents with young children in tow shouted at him and his team. Such is the perverse respect, with its unspoken lining of fear, that fans weaponize against the best player on the best team in the nervousness of the last inning of a one-run game.
Harper disappointed them. He led his team to victory. It felt so good and so overwhelming in the face of hostility that he broke down and cried.
