By Bill Plaschke
He was one step short of fame, one moment shy of memorable.
Gilberto Reyes is resting his graying head in his giant hands after spending eight hours carrying and cleaning folks at a nursing home. He is tired, but he has a story. It is a story about a brush with greatness so brief and unlikely it still doesn't seem real. In the 25th-anniversary season of the last and most improbable Dodgers championship, it is the most perfect of stories.
"Let me tell you about the minute I spent at the World Series," he says.