My journey home tonight was delayed by more than just the torrential rain that arrived this afternoon in New York. My bus was diverted by the aftermath of a plane crashing into a building not far from the East River. Rush-hour bus passengers engaged readily in conversation with one another, a scene that it seems only tragedy can elicit.
While terrorism was ruled out pretty early, it has since become clear that one of the people killed, and most likely the pilot of the plane, was Cory Lidle, a leading player with the Yankees baseball team. At a rough guess, the equivalent of someone like Nasser Hussain being killed back in the UK. This will play big here.
It's also a big baseball night here in New York. The mood will undoubtedly be very subdued.