In the guts of what was Jack Murphy Stadium, Tony Gwynn's locker was in the right corner of the clubhouse, right next to the manager's door. There were a lot of days when a reporter would walk in looking for the batting champion, and instead you'd find his son Anthony, 10 years old, sprawled in the director's chair, one of the many kids who had the run of the major league park in the summer, when school was out. And about 20 feet away from that, in the summer of 1993, was a locker which belonge ...

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