The people are happy. The mood is festive. Time is meaningless. The game is played without a clock. There are no telephones in Left Field.
Deadlines are more distant.
Appointments seem insignificant. Regardless of wins and losses, I always feel better when I leave Dudy Noble than when I arrive. There are few places of which this can be said. Several years ago, during a Regional, Brigham Young played one of the early games in the first round. The gang I hang out with in Left Field always adopts a visiting team.