It's pretty rare that dreams really come true. I suppose Wes Bennett is one of the lucky ones. Wes' first year on the New York Yankees was nothing short of perfection. His dream job with his dream girl by his side? He couldn't be happier.

However, between the autographs, eyeblack, cheers, and cleats, Wes was tired.

He thought UCLA baseball was tough, but this was a whole new level. Exhaustion became his constant state of being, eye bags constantly sagging his gorgeous eyes. It was safe to say you were worried. You didn't want him to burn out, but you also understood his dedication to his craft.

One night, as you lay on the sofa of your small New York apartment working on your laptop, the front door clicks open, and Wes drags himself in.