It’s Apr. 22 and the sun begins to go down, cooling off the field. The grass is slick and the smell of freshly-cut grass fills the air. The announcer slowly counts down from 10 as Gull Lake and Loy Norrix...

The blinding fluorescent lights jolt you awake as you mount the seemingly endless ascent of the staircase in the Loy Norrix tower. When you reach into your bag for the smooth plastic of your I.D., your...