Our noise for some seconds passed beyond excitement into a kind of immense open anguish… — John Updike

Our noise for some seconds passed beyond excitement into a kind of immense open anguish, a wailing, a cry to be saved. But immortality is nontransferable. The papers said that the others players, and even the umpires on the field, begged him to come out and acknowledge us in some way, but he refused. Gods do not answer letters.

On Ted Williams's final game at Fenway Park.