Fernando Tatis Jr: How One Suspended Swing Keeps the World Spinning
MUNICH—Somewhere between the Alps and the Adriatic, a Slovenian teenager wearing a bootleg Padres jersey just flipped his bat in a cow pasture, convinced he’s the next Fernando Tatis Jr. The ball plopped into a trough, the cows scattered, and the boy’s father—who still thinks Tony Gwynn is president of baseball—muttered something about American excess….