
Well never mind
- Bill Anaya
- Oct 16, 2020
- 2 min read
Maybe I was wrong. Maybe I thought the Dodgers were better and less problematic than they‘ve shown us. Look, it’s easy to point the finger and laugh at Playoff Kershaw, but the truth is you can’t put that horrendous performance from the bullpen on the future first-ballot hall of famer that the franchise has been built around for the past decade. I just don’t understand what goes through Dave Roberts’ head seeing his ace get shelled and bring in someone he can’t truthfully trust to stop the bleeding. The abysmal offense isn’t really helping, but how can you do much of anything knowing you’re playing from 7 runs behind? I really thought that the 7th inning was going to pan out for the Trolley Dodgers, maybe they were going to start chipping away, but the lack of timely hitting squashed any prospect of a monumental comeback.
On the other side, Atlanta is not only a great team, but they are HOT. The picture that’ll haunt the LA faithful will be that of Robbie Acuña jumping in the air from that early home run from Ozuna. That’s the type of disrespect you only ever see from someone that KNOWS they’re gonna kick the other team’s ass that night. Ouch, man. The bravos are for real, they destroyed any sort of doubt yesterday.
What do I expect for tonight? I’m not sure, I’ll be landing from a flight an hour into the game. Dodgers got the Flying Tomato Dustin May going, who has been nothing but flawless this postseason so far, but his counterpart Minter has been a force to be reckoned with. A sub-1 WHIP is something that has my attention , that shit looks mighty ripe to have its way with this struggling offense on the other side. I truly would like to see a Game 6, but I’ve got my doubts. The boys in blue are in trouble.





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