A dinosaur—an honest-to-goodness dinosaur—trotted to the mound and threw a ball to a hydrocephalic cartoon friar and then the Padres and Royals went and played baseball anyway. One of the largest hypercarnivores to ever walk the earth, here, in San Diego, after 65 million years of extinction, and we're just supposed to go on with our lives, like one of the greatest miracles of science hadn't just happened and been broadcast on a regional sports network? Have we lost our capacity for wonder, or just our natural survival instincts?