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Opening Day, a time of great hope for everyone. But for Fort Wayne? In 1876? At the start of the league? This feels like life or death. Cornelius and Otto settle into their seats somewhere inside Vogel Field...unsure of what they'll see but knowing it means SOMETHING they can't put into words.
1739 show up....not a terrible figure, but lower than expected. 49 degrees and windy in Northeast Indiana though? For a team projected to be bad? Ok. Understandable.
In the end, the team battles, but isn't good enough on this day....and Silas has thoughts.
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