Don't ever let anyone say there's no crying in baseball. There definitely is. Tears of joy can flow at any time, like they did Sunday for a young Angels fan after Mike Trout made his day.

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The entire sequence is wonderful: A kid, probably no older than 12 and dressed in full Trout tribute attire, gets up close to his hero. Trout, arguably the best baseball player in the world, signs a ball. A small gesture, but a really big deal.

The kid beams the whole time, knowing that this moment he's probably imagined countless times has finally come to pass.

"Thank you, Mike," he says appreciatively to his baseball idol.

He runs to a man, presumably his father, and embraces him, the only appropriate action that matches the joy of the moment.

Overcome by emotion, the tears of joy flow, the realization that it really happened. The treasure is his.

Proximity to heroes is part of what makes baseball great. And when heroes do something quietly heroic, like make a kid's day with a memory he'll treasure for a lifetime, it's worth shedding a tear.