The scrolls unveil: “When the tide meets talon, and light hides behind clouded wings, the ray shall pierce the feather.” On this day, Tampa rises from the depths. The birds fall to sea-born fury. Rays over Orioles — as the stars declared.
On June 13, the stars dimmed over D.C. as the forgotten fin rose. The Marlins, mocked and underestimated, struck true. “When pride blinds and the tide turns,” the Cantù foretold, “the fish shall fly.” And so, Miami swam upstream—and won.