There’s a moment in every kid’s life — and let’s be honest, every grown man’s life too — where you look at the sky, watch something fast rip across it, and think: I want to be up there. For me, that moment never really went away. It just grew up with me. So when I got the call that I might get to fly with the Blue Angels — the Navy’s flight demonstration team, the gold standard of American aviation showmanship — I felt that kid inside me kick the door open like he’d just bee