Matt Kemp cradled a baseball cap in his hands. The color was the same, the blue he had worn in the Dodger Stadium outfield for nine years. Only the logo was unfamiliar, a “D” stitched where “L.A.” used to be, a spring marketing ploy showing the passage of time. Kemp traced his thumb across the lettering.

“It’s a little different, man,” Kemp said to a small group standing near his locker. “How you like it?” He shrugged his shoulders. “Hey, I just work here, man.”