Hours before the suited workforce of San Francisco’s Financial District shuffle into their offices, the shore and sailing teams of Oracle Team USA are trickling in past their chain-link and barbed wire security gate at Pier 80. With the sun barely up, the morning air is moist, still and silent, save for gulls screaming incessantly from the rooftop of Oracle’s big, black warehouse. Soon, forklifts and shortwave radios fire to life as the building’s huge bay doors open. Crews roll Oracle’s “Boat 1,” as well as its 140-foot wing, from the bowels of the base, a process that is now routine. Just off the concrete pier, Oracle’s “Boat 2,” drifted around its massive orange mooring, the night watch team having been released from their vigilance. For the next hour, nearly 30 sailors and shore team crane the wing aloft, gingerly place it onto the catamaran, and connect the carbon rigging. Then, the entire package is gently placed into the murky waters alongside Boat 2.