Dodgers on the corners with Will Smith (batting .500) at the plate. I like our odds.
Great, no-doubt-about-it win last night. I like that. When we take the lead, keep the lead and don’t have to work in the bottom of the 9th.
Lots of solid hitting, including a 3-run bomb from Téoscar Hernàndez (his 4th in 4 games). We also got dependable pitching despite walking 6 batters. I never heard of James Paxton before, but the new pitcher got the job done.
It’s always nice to beat the dreaded Giants. Let’s hope the trend continues tonight!
Substitute 3rd-baseman Max Muncy flips his bat after 2-run homer to take the lead in the 8th.
What a beautiful way to end March! We came from behind and smacked the smug grins off those self-righteous Cardinals’ dumb mugs! Blue beat Red, and that’s just the way I like it.
This one dude, Opening Day pitcher Miles Mikalos, said this before the series began: “We’re not exactly a low payroll team, but you got the Dodgers playing checkbook baseball. We’re going to be the hardest working group of Midwestern farmers we can be. It would be great to stick it to the Dodgers.” And Paul Goldschmidt is famous for hating L.A. After being drafted by the best team in baseball (in my humble opinion), he refused to sign with the Dodgers because he thinks Los Angeles is a modern-day Gomorrah. I hope he’s happy there in Red State heaven.
The Dodgers are a great — yes, well-paid — team playing solid, smart baseball, and hanging in until the end, no matter what happens early in the game. You will virtually never see a Dodger trash-talking an opposing team or player. They keep it classy. Just like my husband. If we’re sitting near fans of the visiting team, he without fail will dive into a conversation about how the Giants, or the Padres, or the Blue Jays, or the Yankees, or whomever are “such a great team!” I, on the other hand, feel no compunction about saying mean things about our rivals. I only care about the Dodgers, and I have no regrets nor apologies. (One thing I don’t do is “Boo” the opponents, though. That’s just rude.)
Anyway, we came back from a 4-0 deficit last night to win, 5-4, when Chris Taylor drew his 3rd walk of the game and then Marvelous Max Muncy absolutely crushed a 2-1 slider into the Right Field Pavilion in the 8th inning. It was beautiful to behold!
I got my bobblehead and hit the road! I’m such a loser!
I chickened out again. I knew it was going to rain this time, and it certainly did. I kept score at home after picking up my Freddie Freeman bobblehead. I bought a 7-11 hot dog and pretended it was a Dodger Dog. What a pathetic excuse for a Dodger fan I am.
Anyway, the game was great until it was not. The rain delay didn’t help, but what the hell, Joe Kelly? L.A. won’t love you long if you keep that crap up. (And hey, Dave Roberts, when you see your relief pitcher struggling like that, you should TAKE HIM OUT before he digs too big a hole to climb out of. That’s always been your problem, and it got old 9 years ago.)
Finally, what a classic hero-to-goat scenario with Téoscar Hernàndez hitting two home runs the night before, and then striking out with the bases loaded in the 10th inning this time! So sad. I like him a lot. He seems like a good teammate and happy fella. I want him to do well.
Today, we have a chance to win the series, instead of it ending in a tie. So, I say, LET’S GO DODGERS!