August 30, 2011: The crowd grows restless — especially during 4+ hour games vs. the Yankees. It begins with a stir. The noise gets louder. And louder still. Finally, the movement begins. The crowd roars. Arms are raised. It’s coming — The Wave. And every single time it happens I remember that scene in When Harry Met Sally.
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